Link: https://kewl.lu/static/mp3/#time The blender spoke French and my coffee sang jazz Time split in two like a nervous pizzazz The spoons formed a union, the fridge got cold feet And gravity danced to a coconut beat I danced with a toaster on Tuesday night Time folded in half, but it felt just right My shadow wore sandals, sang out of tune We circled the sun by the light of the moon I danced with a toaster on Tuesday night Time folded in half, but it felt just right My shadow wore sandals, sang out of tune We circled the sun by the light of the moon I danced—TOAST-ER—on TUES-DAY NIGHT (HEY!) Time—FOLDED—YEAH it felt JUST RIGHT (HO!) My shadow—sandals—sang real LOUD We circled—the SUN—like a polka PROUD! Bless this blender and the upside-down goat. The microwave is watching. Bring the rhythm to the mushrooms. Dance. Don’t stop. Even if time screams. I danced with a toaster on Tuesday night (over throat overtone harmony) Time folded in half, but it felt just right (rising pitch shift) My shadow wore sandals, sang out of tune We circled the sun by the light of the moon I danced with a toaster on Tuesday night Time folded in half, but it felt just right Shadow in sandals, jazz on the side BPM rising like a disco tide Fender Rhodes solo — cue the synth! Moonlight waltzing with peppermint mint
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