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In Zimbabwe lies a tribe of indigenous people who've inbred a mutation into their culture, featuring two-toed feet good for climbing trees. This song paints a picture of how it might be if a PT Barnum type character stole them from their lands for a public viewing.

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YEEHAW!

Clean my path with machete in hand
Swingin' it strong like a baseball bat
Works tough, but a treasure lies
Beneath Mozambique and Zambia
Odd footed with lobster claws
The Ostrich People of Africa
Hear tales of magic stones
And the folks all speak Malayalam

Damn, ain't that som'p'n'.

Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin

Ain't no foot fetish connoisseur
I seen nothin' like this a'fore
White man come 'n put 'em on display
So's to charge two dolla's just to view the strange
No child, I ain't climbin' trees
Does it look like I's got the means?
Some folk poachin' 'em just fo' fun
Chop dem feets and leave 'em, son

Woah, Momma

Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin

Got my boots n' my traps
Gonna bait 'em with pearls
So's to take 'em on back to the western world
Gonna pute 'em in a crate
So I can stay up late watchin' reruns of old cartoons
When all's said 'n done
It's all in good fun
Shake hands, part ways, walk into the sun
Let the light burn your eyes 'til your pupils turn white
Makin' life just a little bit rough'a

You must be this tall to ride the bearded lady

Life ain't fair at the worlds fun fair
No, life ain't fair at the worlds fun fair
Come one, come all
Step right up
See what I have in my little chest of horrors

Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin

credits

from I Bet Birds Wish They Could Teleport, Too. - Marklar Demo, released April 12, 2016
Guitar and Vocals: Jacob Klag
Bass Guitar: Alex O'Connor
Drums: Michael "Leo" Maiewski
Recorded, Engineered, and Produced: Steven Ramos
Lyrics and Songwriting: Jacob Klag

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Marklar Portsmouth, New Hampshire

Marklar is three audacious odd-balls from Portsmouth, NH. Jacob Klag on 7 string guitar and vocals, Michael "Leo" Maiewski on drums, and Alex O'Connor on Bass. Marklar is trekking the greater Nor'eastern Americas, tracking dirty grooves and driving lyrics. They write about anything, jam to all kinds, and will pull you along with them. Dirt/Funk/Rock/Prog ... more

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