Feel It Out

by The Hot Food Department

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This is an album. We spent time on it, and we love it very much.

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released January 27, 2017

Daniel Rauch – Lead Vocals, Additional Lyrics on ‘All My Hair is Gone’ & ‘Where Were You’

Eric Osborne – Backing Vocals, Additional Lead Vocals on ‘Piano Island, ‘All My Hair is Gone’ & ‘The Return of Count Yogurt’, Additional Lyrics on ‘All My Hair is Gone’ & ‘Where Were You’

Trevor Cochran – Lyrics, Music & Instrumentation, Additional Lead Vocals on ‘The Return of Count Yogurt’, Mixing & Mastering

Jacob Dunckel – Lead Guitar on ‘Fax Me’ & ‘Where Were You’

Drench R. Frenchdip – Drums & Additional Percussion

Gus Pewe & Tommy Colangelo – Lyrics on ‘Piano Island’, ‘All My Hair is Gone’ & ‘Where Were You’.

Tommy Colangelo – Music on ‘Piano Island’ & ‘Where Were You’

Recorded July to November 2016
Copyright 2017 - The Hot Food Department

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Daniel Rauch, Eric Osborne and Trevor Cochran are The Hot Food Department, America's newest sensation.

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Track Name: Fax Me
Don’t want your long distance calls
I don’t want that at all
I want your lovin’ on my dial tone
I want you to fax me at home

Fax me, Fax me, Take a chance and fax me
Fax me, Fax me, Take a chance and fax me

Don’t want your stupid texts
Those things just make a mess
Don’t dial me on your smart-ass phone
Please just fax me at home

I just need you to fax me, girl
That would really change my world
I see your paper gettin’ printed out
Come on’ girl let’s fax it out

Don’t want your pay phone calls
I’m not a fan of that at all
When you kiss me, hear the dial up tone
Please just fax me at home

Fax me at work and fax me in the shower
Fax me even if you don’t even have power
Fax me on an airplane, and fax me at the ball game
I need you to fax me! I need you to fax me!

Fax me your love, and I’ll receive it through the phone line and print it out on paper
Track Name: A Day Like This
There’s nothing like a day when nothing goes right
And the thoughts keep you up in the middle of the night
And the dog on the corner, barks so loud
And your daddy goes insane from hearing that sound
And your momma's cookin’ eggs that smell so bad
Man it’s a day like this that just makes you mad

It’s a day like this, just a day like this
Well it’s a day like this, just a day like this
Sometimes we all just (all just) smell like piss
Well it’s a day like this, just a day like this

There’s nothing like a day when nothing seems right
And you and your cat get in a huge fight
And you woke up too early for school again
And kids on the bus are real shit heads
And the cute girls don’t even notice you
And you trip and fall on your untied shoe

There's nothing like a day when nothing feels right
And the string goes snap on your brand new kite
And you go to your room, and its full of wasps
And your very favorite socks are totally lost
And your lunch sucks nuts, and you crawl in a ball
And you can't go to sleep 'cause your dad didn't call
Track Name: Renaissance Men
Makin’ love to you is so easy and fun
I can do it, I’m the best, I’m the number one
I can make your body sweat with the touch of my thumb
I can make your legs shake to the beat of my drum

Climb into my car, let’s go for a drive
It’s a really nice car, got my hands on your thighs
And we’re going so fast that I can’t see the road
But that’s really okay, got your lips on my own

We’re the Renaissance Men
And we’re here to say we like to sing songs in a very big way
Playin' lots of tunes and we're playing 'em right
Gonna keep you dancing all through the night

Come on take a dive, take a dip in my pool
Yeah we gotta keep it hot, but we gotta stay cool

Makin’ lots of moves and I’m making em’ right
Girl you claw me up when I turn out the light

We're the honky-tonk gang and we're from down south
We like to eat grits, we eat 'em with our mouth
You're a pretty girl, you're a Georgia Peach
We should settle down, I can massage your feet

We're the very best boys
And we’re makin’ love to you
Got you climbin’ up the walls, and we know you like it too
You’re a hot momma, and we’re really into you
We’re the very best boys
And we bid you adieu
Track Name: 1-800-GOLD-RANGER
1-800-GOLD-RANGER
It's too many numbers it cannot be called
1-800-GOLD-RANGER
Don't dial him he's a very busy man (Oh Yeah)
1-800-GOLD-RANGER
Be prepared to wait there's a transmission delay in space (Oh Yeah)

1-800-465-3726-437

"Hello? Oh my God, Gold Ranger I'm in trouble!"
You've reached the offices of Gold Ranger
Please leave your name and number and we will attempt to get back to you
"Oh no!"

1-800-GOLD-RANGER
It's too many numbers it cannot be called
1-800-GOLD-RANGER
Don't call too much he's only one man

Watch out danger
He's a 14 karat ranger

14 karat, ranger
Track Name: Science Experiment
Is there something that you'd like to know?
I tell you science is the way to go (Oh yeah!)
Set up a control and figure it out
You'll learn what the world's all about

What's in the ocean and why do I get sick?
Science can tell you how you exist
A Bunsen burner and a beaker or two
To understand science, that's what we all must do

Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment
Science experiment

Some foods are poison but some foods are sweet
Learning and science can be really neat
Some bugs are living and some bugs are dead
Knowledge is power, it can go to your head
Track Name: Piano Island
There's a place by the sea
It's where I'd like to be
Piano island, come sailin'
Oh baby can't you see?
It's where I'd like to be
Piano island, come sailin'

When I was young, my dad spun a tale
A place of pianos, of piano legend
Now that he's gone away, I'm going to go away
To a real sweet place, piano island

I get up off my boat
Goin' up the stairs
Now I'm in the house
There's a piano

Big and black, dark and massive
Over 80 keys and I'm gonna press em'

Press em' hard, make some great jingles
It's just like magic, the magic that tingles
This is the greatest gift in the world!

Look at this piano, it's huge!
And there's another one!
And five more over there!
It's piano island! I never thought it was real!
I don't know how to feel, I love you dad!

There's a place by the sea
It's where I'd like to be
Piano island, come sailin'
Oh baby can't you see?
It's where I'd like to be
Piano island, come sailin'

Piano island, I'd like to go there
Nobody's been there
I sure do hope it is real...
Track Name: All My Hair is Gone
I looked in the mirror today and I think my hair is going away
No it never ever, ever, ever went grey, it just got burnt on a sunny day
Yeah, I tried all the creams, and I tried to get lice
Not having hair is not very nice
Tried to get a job, but they said "No! First you have to grow some hair bro."

I cry myself to sleep, thinking "why did this happen to me?"
Now my hair's all gone, as you can see, now I'm no longer me

All my hair is gone, all my hair is gone
No it didn't seem to take very long
You know it all fell out, there's no reason to pout
But now my hair is gone, all my hair is gone

I saw Trevor in his sleep, and I didn't make a peep
but I saw his bald head, and when he woke up, here's what he said,
"Sometimes life can change in a day, and all you get is pain and dismay from a look in the mirror, and you wish and you pray for a brand new toupee."
Well, Trevor is bald and there's no going back.
When you're young and bald, your life's off track.

At night I dream of what it's like to have a head full of hair, it feels so right
Not this scalp on my head that's so cold
I don't have cancer, I'm just getting old

It's gone all my hair is gone, all my hair is gone
No it didn't seem to take very long
You know it all fell out, there's no reason to pout
But now my hair is gone, all my hair is gone

It's gone, gone away, won't come back on a sunny day
I don't know what to do, but my hair is gone, and I blame you

Tonight I won't cry, tonight I won't sleep
I'm gonna get my hair back, I'm gonna shave off a sheep
I'll put it on my head, that's all I can do
Well, all my hair is gone, and I blame you
Track Name: The Return of Count Yogurt
Returning home from his flight afar,
a hunger consumes the Count.
He searches the halls far and wide
but it seems that his luck has run out.
“Where are my coupons?”
the count proclaims as he searches the kitchen drawers.
“Where are the savings?”
the Butler inquires,
“they couldn’t have gotten far.”
“I don’t know! God help us!
For Subway is closing soon!”
“Oh that’s okay! The coupons no matter,
I’ve got five dollars for you.”
“Get in your bus and I’ll get in mine,”
the Count said as he wept.
Never knowing what time had passed,
now all his luck has run out!

The Return of Count Yogurt!
Will you be there?

As they race around the mountain,
the Count takes a turn too fast.
He’s lost control and down he goes.
This crash on the mountain is bad.
“Oh sweet lord Jesus!”
the Count declares, as he tumbles and begins to fall.
“Wait sir, don’t leave!”
the Butler calls out,
“You’re going to crash the car!”
“I’m in the car! I’m going to die!
Please someone get me out!”
“Sorry sir, I’m coming!
Try to use your brakes, you seem to out of control!”
The Butler and the Count meet up in the middle,
as the Butler begins to fall.
He screams and cries, and with a tumble,
the Count sucks his blood!

The Return of Count Yogurt!
Will you be there?

“What’s this?” the Count proclaims,
as he searches the Butler’s drawers.
“Oh my five dollar sub of course,”
the Butler weeps, as he silently passes away.
The Count makes a great escape,
and does his famous trick.
He shatters and turns into bees!
The castle is empty,
the Butler is drained,
and everything’s aflame!
We’ll never know what happened on
that fateful day, when the Count,
the Count, the Count flew away!
Track Name: Where Were You?
Renaissance Men and we're here to stay
The Renaissance Men, we're not going away
Renaissance Men living on our own
And I don't want to cry no more

The Renaissance Men dwelling in the sewer
The Renaissance Men bleeding on a skewer
The Renaissance Men living in the yard
And I don't want to hurt no more

Bless me tender, bless me sweet
Take me in and rub my feet
I love you more than life itself
And I don't want that pain no more

Where were you when the bombs fell down?
The bombs were so big
Everyone, everywhere knew what they did
They lit the fuse, what's the use?
Get out of town
They flipped the switch, they had an itch
to blow the bombs down

Well, Obama's got his finger in the cookie jar
No matter where you are, stand where you are
You know you are the best, yeah, yes you are
It's got a top speed of twenty- far
It's called a car, and we're driving real far

If you put on your breaks - you stop America yeah

My god, what have we done to ourselves?
My dad, he has constructed this hell
We are trapped like rats in a mouse-trap
And my gods, they all ran away