I was rolling down hwy 16 when my car broke down. I had to step out to try and change a flat tire. I think I hit a porcupine, But it was fine because there ain't nothing you can do when you hit a porcupine. It splays it's spikes into your tire. And sometimes they catch on fire. And I was sitting there kneeled down beside my car and I put the jack under the truss of the frame. Ow. When all of a sudden a semi came by and he flew my jack right out of my hand. But it knocked me back into the ditch and then I had to walk back up towards my car. And I noticed in the headlights. I noticed in the headlights. There! Starin' starin' starin' back at me was. Those green eyes piercing right through my soul. I didn't know what to do. Cause this is one of those rare times I hadn't brought my gun under the seat of my car. I hear they get you right in the jugular. Cant run away you cant run far. Cougar time, cougar time. Cougar time, cougar time. Cougar, cougar, cougar, cougar, time. So then I'm out on the side of hwy 16 and this cougar's staring at me from in my headlights. I'm scared shit-less. I poop my pants, but its alright He's hunched down and he's ready to pounce and I can feel in my pocket I got a little jackknife. I read somewhere if you just attack them before they attack you, its gonna be alright. But unfortunately, the blade on my jackknife had broken off the other day when I was trying to carve some hotdog sticks. And all I had left was the corkscrew. Oh my god, I have to screw the cougar?!? You can't be serious? Oh my god this is gonna be so hard. The cougar was looking at me. He was looking at me. He was hungry. He was thinking I was gonna be his next meal. Yeah. He wasn't just a little 'giner' cougar, he was a mean mother fucker staring me down. And he was about to take me to the ground. So I reach into my pocket and I pull out my jackknife and I looked at it and I ... I ... I ... I pulled out the corkscrew and I held it in my fist. And I put the little corkscrew sticking out from between my middle finger and my ring finger. And I aimed for his eyeballs! Straight for his fucking eyeballs! But I missed and I hit him in the thigh, But i missed and i hit him in the thigh. Then he was really fucking mad. He was drooling blood on me. Then he started chewing on my legs. He started chewing on my arm. He started chewing on my kidney but good thing I got two of those. Guess what? A corkscrew is not a good cougar weapon to have. And apparently you can't attack them and expect to survive. Cougar. Cougar time. Cougar time. Cougar attacks. Never again. I look like a scarecrow with stitches all over my body. Like a voodoo doll. I have a plastic bag on side my wheelchair. When I look at a girl they get scared. Cougar attack! Ah! Cougar attack! Cougar attack! Cougar attack! Cougar attack!

a golden song from a golden night

Lyrics are 100% improvised. There are only 2 songs on here that I can think of that have pre-written lyrics (but are still sang improv-like)

I wonder if the words are also improvised, or are they pre-written and then applied to the improvised music. Everyone seems pretty with it in this if it is a jam. You can't not be feelin this.

Also a fave everyone was flowin it

One of my favourites also

One of my favorites, even though Liam doesn't like some of the vocals he did for some reason...