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Chicken Noodle Soup, pt. 1 (feat. Derek Piotr)

from Slowburn by Reuben Walton

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Another longwinded thing. A lot of the lyrics to this are written elsewhere, as this is apparently the umpteenth appearance of the "Left to Us" a capella, and of "Tantra for Tuesday". Figure it out.

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Derek Piotr: Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup with the soda on the side. Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup with the soda on the side. Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup with the soda on the side. Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup with the soda on the side. Mmm! Y-yeah, yeah, that's what I saw that day, yeah, yeah, but, um, um, I...but...yeah. A-aah... Yeah, I'm a monkey. They will see us waving from such great heights, come down now, what they'll say. They will see us coming from far away, come down now, but I'm the killer, um, come down now, what they'll say. Yeah, chicken, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, yeah.
Reuben Walton: Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup...
DP: Chicken noodle soup with the soda on the side, the soda on the side, let it rain...
RW: The muthafuckin' soda on the side...
DP: Fascinating soda, zoning in the road.
RW: Gotta get that muthafuckin' soda...
DP: I'm taking you real on. Yeah, I'm a monkey. Yeah, I'm a monkey. Yeah. Hey girl, it's Neisha, I know that you wanna get down Keisha, I'll meet all your needs and hop on your teeth and I'll suck on your tits oh you call it deep, ooh, girl! Please understand, in case you want it deep a whore be in cash! You a hoe, and your hair's so nappy, whenever I'm with you I'm laughing, hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Be shitted by, he's yelling 1999 hair fire, 'cause you know, I got mo', but I go for the Kelly bicycle no, feed me, whenever I'm freezin', damn! Yeah, through with my hand, on her lay, the anger inside me I took a shit 'cause I eat so much poop, dangerous really care! Me, I know you wanna meet me! My name's Taneisha, and I'm proud with my hands 'cause I'm a single lady now! Woo! And let it rain, and clear it out! Well, no, she understands my education, fucker. My name's Aneisha, girl, well, I'm a monkey, I'm an ape, babe. I'm nasty, you guys can't tell the Vegas, and ain't he at, now let it rain, and clear it out! Now let it rain, and clear it out. Now let it rain, and clear it out. Now let it rain, and clear it out. Scream my name like it's Jeffree Star, staining my ankle on me balloon a bar! There are some things, that I need. There are some things that I, crave daily. There are some things that, when left to us, you know I will love you always. We cannot, help but, crave them. You know I will love you always, you know I'll love you always, you know I'll love you always, you know I'll love you always. Left to us, left to us. Left to us. Oh, left to us.
RW: La-ti-do-re, re-do-ti-la, la-re, la-ti--la-ti-do-re, re-do-ti-la, la-re-la, la-ti-do-re, re-ti--la-ti-do-re, re-do-ti-la, la-re-la. La-ti-do-re, re-do-ti-la, la-re-la. La-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-do-mi, la-sol--la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-do-la-mi-re, la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-fa-sol-fa-mi, la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-fa--la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-mi-fa-mi-re. La-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-fa--la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re--la-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-mi-fa-mi-re. La-sol-fa, fa-mi-re, re-mi-fa-mi-re. La-ti-do, do-re-mi, mi-re-do.
DP: a weed was not he was Harold vashnahellit...inadnelluhenenadnuhnuhnuhnuhoh... As I will, as I did today with a new-found blessing of regret, blessing of regret, blessing of regret for what I have tried to do, blessing of regret for what I have tried, to, do, with the admire sing oh poppy day on the planet deep impressions in their... mind, but I woke up, up, up, up, up, up, up, but I woke up above, they're all little swallow little things that tried to sit on the arching sore, somewhere, somewhere, some where, where? Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where? Somewhere in history, but none of, that...

credits

from Slowburn, released August 21, 2012
Vocals by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut
Lyrics written by Reuben Walton, Derek Crofut, Bianca Dupree, Benjamin "Ben" Gibbard and James Scott "Jimmy" Tamborello
Composed by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut
Produced by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut
Recorded by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut
Edited by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut
Mixed by Reuben Walton and Derek Crofut

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Reuben Walton Falmouth, Massachusetts

Reuben Walton is a singer/songwriter and music producer based in Falmouth, MA. He is a graduate of Musicians Institute in Hollywood's Independent Artist program and their Electronic Music Production program, as well as UMass Lowell’s Music Business undergraduate program.
In 2019 he put out a self-titled EP working with producer AVLI Music and is now regularly releasing new music.
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