Scooby Doo (And Scrappy Live Inside My Milkshake)

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    The Fuxedos' eponymous debut CD represents the unholy collision of Fuxed-up creativity and High Production Value. It features mixing by Steve "Steve B" Baughman, whose credits include 50 Cent, Michael Jackson, and Eminem; and nuanced mastering by Dylan "3-D" Dresdow, who's worked with everyone from the Black Eyed Peas to U2 to the Wu-Tang Clan.

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lyrics

Divine canine.
Come forth.
Ride north.
The beings of night will tremble in fright,
May thine eyes shine vengeful light!
Your children meddle with villainy,
Emerging from machines of mystery,
As facades of horror — they weaken and crumble,
And rapacious wretches — they falter and stumble.
Evil doth perish in your golden sight,
The ultimate doer of right.
You rule your domain with a fist of unearthly might!

Scooby Doo looks just like Scrappy,
Only Scooby's Bigger.

Scooby Doo and Scrappy live inside my milkshake.
They whisper to me that there'll be an earthquake.
But when I press them,
They refuse to tell me any other things.
They thumb their nose at me,
While Scrappy, that obnoxious fucker sings,
"We'll never ever tell you, stupid man,
Of what the future brings,
You'll never know where you may go,
Of friend or foe, or mortal blow,
You'll never see beyond your present, man!"

Scooby Doo and Scrappy live inside my lunchbox,
They speak of epidemics — AIDS and Smallpox.
But when I press them, they go mute —
They just clam up and go to sleep.
They telepathically mock me,
While their slumber rages deep,
They send me evil thoughts,
While, simultaneously, they count their sheep.
I know those cartoon dogs they keep the mystery, silent —
Not a peep of what remains, what lies in store for me.

Scooby Doo and Scrappy live inside my folders,
They tell me that I might be crushed by boulders.
But when I press them, they go limp,
And hide away inside their shells.
Though they both know, they have an oath —
They've sworn that neither ever tells.
And though they smolder, evermore,
Inside their private little hells,
They'll never say,
Although they play with me all day,
Won't go away, persist and bray —
They're driving me insane.

Scooby Doo looks just like Scrappy,
Only Scooby's Bigger...

credits

from The Fuxedos, released June 5, 2009
Ryan Brown - Drums
Alex Budman - Bass, bass clarinet
Stephen Charouhas - Additional Keyboards
Matt Lebofsky - Keyboards
Danny Shorago - Vox
Wes Styles - Guitar

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"This is music both visionary and visceral, both hilarious and very serious, and it's welcome now more than ever...A spirit of wildness permeates the proceedings, but it's underpinned by a richly dimensional musical complexity. Yes. This is about passion...This is an album designed to last."

-- American Songwriter Magazine
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