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SocietyFringePodcast's podcast

Through this podcast SFP is creating an extended universe through the use of guitar based pop songs. The tale is both episodic and serial. As of the COVID lock down the SFPeeniverse consisted of 7 Broadway style musicals. This is ambitious stuff. The conceit is that an '84 Chevy El Camino acts as a TARDIS catalyst connecting the characters to unlimited story telling opportunities.
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Jan 11, 2021

Here's some chips and dip

Have a nice party, son

I can see it clear as day

All smiling cakes and fun

Bring my chips and dip

To your party later on

I got some peanuts too

For your happy birthday song

Here's a dirty card

Don't show it to your mother

Here's a briefcase and a check

When's last you saw you brother?

Take my stuff on back inside

It's yours now take it light

Yeah and don't drink too much beer

When you're partying tonight 

No

I come from overseas

My dad and me no way

And I didn't see him die

My plane was late that day

My old house like a wall

I ain't ever left them doors

Look how they've wrecked my yard

I left my home

What for

So I got my kid chips and dip

He turned 25 today

I took him overseas

You should really see him play

My son looked kind of sad

When I said goodbye

But I taught my boy one thing

A real man never cries

(That's wrong)

Now I don't ever look back

When I drive my truck away

And I hardly see my kids

Except on Christmas Day

So I walk on up them steps

Take my shoes off and lie down

On my stinking single bed

On the lonely side of town.

 

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