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A surprisingly heartfelt ode to the virtues of amateur musical theatre. Skip to 1:40 if you can’t abide patter.
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I Am Sick to Death of Hearing About the Weimar Republic
Self-explanatory title, I think.
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A Hillsong lovesong, if you will.
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This is how they really are, and not just for me.
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A faux-madrigal for a modern Christmas.
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A foolproof recipe for lifelong romance. For me.
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From an unfinished musical. An entire relationship, start to finish, in about three minutes. Piano/vocal chart here.
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The “I Got No Right to Sing the Blues” Blues
For those enduring a life of freedom, peace and privilege.
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A devilish list song about a girl and her succession of dud men.
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Hey Guys (An Apology to My Balls)
A tender ballad about vasectomies.
