The Strip (Johnson/Dean)

Verse Drivin' down the strip with the bass goin': "BOOM." Well, it's springtime and the skirts are in bloom. Adjust my mirror as I roll past, so I can Check that skirt foldin' down your ass. Damn girl, you 'bout to make me crash. Can't take my eyes off that hourglass. Gonna stop this car and turn around fast, And drive your little ass right off to class.

No Seasons (Johnson)

Chorus Drivin' down the strip. Ridin' Down the strip. Cruising' down the strip. Ease on down the strip. Yeaheeahah.

Chorus There ain't no seasons anymore. There ain't no spring there ain't no fall It's only hot hot hot or oh so cold. There ain't no seasons anymore. Bridge Whoa oh we're never ever so-so, It's always like: oh yeah here we go go go, Or it's no no no no no no no no no no. Verse One Remember when we used to just sit And do not a thing but take a hit And relax and relax and that was it? They couldn't pay us to give a shit. But now you walk in and I explode All in your face with my heavy load O' problems just cause i got 'em You got 'em, we got 'em and can't seem to drop 'em.

Bridge Damn I love livin' in a college town. All these ne ass women from all over the world. Ripe fresh batch of young girls. I just wanna corrupt these young minds. Damn, there's so much fuckin' potential.

c. 2012 Joseph Frederick Johnson (BMI)/ James Dean (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Special Thanks: Brian Coakley, R.T. Baxter, Andrea Kerns & everyone at Ciderhouse & Midnight Voyage & WUTK. Duh, we fuckin' named it after you. Thanks: Sour Kandi; Justin Beaty; Sam Goeltz; Preston Mynatt; Trevor James, Jeff Ryan & Motive Events; Josh Naster's oppy disk upgrade,Will Azada & The Headroom Crew; Brad Tomlinson & Massive Sound; Hot Horse & Pilot Light; Knoxville; The Internet; Our Parents; and last but not least: Evolution and Science.

Chorus Bridge

& u 2 Tanqueray. u fucking bitch.

Verse Two There was a time when we'd just lay in bed And talk about how god is dead It wouldn't even cross my mind to get some head And I heard every single thing you ever said. But now its all get behind me and get it done. It's pounds of pleasure and not an once of fun Finish up and then away we run away To the race and the chase at the pace of shot out of a gun.

Chorus

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Love Songs (Johnson)

Where's My Jet Pack? (Johnson)

Verse One Why is it . . . Why is it that what's only yours and mine, Can't even be . . . Even be yours and mine? 'Cause our love is not for us to decide. . . . Is not for us to decide. And all we can do is run and hide.

Verse One Hey Mr. Roddenberry, I think it's kinda scary That I'm not gettin' beamed up yet. And Mr. Spielberg, man haven't you heard? We still ain't had our rst contact. And Mr. Crichton, now you just might son Tell me where my dinosaur at? And Mr. Asimov, think you can cancel the Robotic uprising.

Bridge But I know we'll be ne. Even if, even if, we have to wait . . . Even if we have to wait in line till the end of time. We'll be just ne.

Chorus Where's my jet pack? Where's my robot maid? My ying car, my Hoverboard, And those things that you said? 'Cause it's the future And this iPhone ain't enough. Said, it's the future And I want more stuff!

Chorus All over the world . . . All over the world there's people singing . . . People singing love songs. So, why can't I . . . Baby, why can't I sing one to you?

Verse Two Now, Mr. Philip K Dick, You were kind of right. Everyone's on drugs and Our money's kind of tight. And Mr. Orwell, we are ruled by fright. And we gave up And we gave in Without a ght.

Chorus

Verse Two 'Cause why is it that what's yours and mine, Can't even be yours and mine? When our love is not for us to decide. All we can do is run and hide, run and hide, run and hide.

c. 2012 Joseph Frederick Johnson (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Freq Mods is: James "Mutha Fuckin" Dean: Martinis . . . Joseph F Johnson: Gin & Bubbles . . . Tanqueray: additional highs on Jetpack and Techno

Preston Mynatt: additional vocals on Jetpack.

c. 2012 Joseph Frederick Johnson (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Some shit was probably sampled in addition, but never w/ a fucking lick of permission, So, keep your ngers tightly crossed, 'Cause if we sued, we lost.

Freq Mods - Ciderhouse The Strip No Seasons JetPack Love Songs Listen To Techno I Am Your Robot Love Songs (Pole Dance) Listen To Techno (Pole Dance)
Listen To Techno (Johnson)

Robot (Johnson/Dean)

Chorus Somebody somewhere listen to techno I won't take "no" for an answer 'cause, I know, I know that Somebody somewhere listen to techno They may be far away from here, but I still believe, that Somewhere, someone is listening to me.

Verse One Little city life with big city dreams The individual is never what he seems No "express yourself" or "freedom of thought" Never to nd the anything you sought 'cause in this place you're not allowed to think And if you try to think, then you're bound to sink The only way to swim is to swim away And I dream about that nearly everyday.

I am your robot You need to program me And I'll be nonstop And I'll do whatever you need I am your android I'll be your man toy And then I'll ll you up with My mega-wattage. Just ip my switch babe And I'll turn you on I won't glitch, hey And I'll run all night long When you get home girl I'll be your whole world And upload my database Into your pretty face. You can pull me out When you need to play Or you can zip me up And leave me out on display I'm fully integrated And remember my Floppy disk was upgraded To a hard drive. The latest model The latest version Capable of full insertion I won't go corrupt If you keep me up Just keep my helmet clean And I'll run like a dream.

Chorus

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Verse Two Up in the sky with all the starlight Looking down the world is such a sight The city centers look like stars from here A single raindrop as I shed a tear Follow it down as I feel the cool breeze And land right there where I need to be Open my eyes and I'm still here Open my hand and I caught the tear

Chorus

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James and Joe have been doing this shit for too damn long, through space and time and back again. This is our rst work together. Thank you for your support and watch the webs for more because we workin' every damn day. \m/.(-_-).\m/ --(FR3Q M0D5!!!)