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Baby Yoda is a comedy rock anthem that turns Star Wars lore into an over-the-top love song. A hardened Mandalorian bounty hunter melts for a tiny green chaos goblin, mixing crunchy guitars, big hooks, and hyper-specific humor.

It's almost time to head back to Edinburgh for the Fringe Festival! And naturally that makes me think of the 24/7 racket made by the resident seagulls. And naturally that makes me think of Tom Lehrer. And it's featured on my 40th album, "Emotional Support Hamster" which you should totally buy at www.stevegoodie.com ! Music: Tom Lehrer Lyrics: SG and Niamh Bagnell Piano, vocal, arrangement, production: SG Please note: No seagulls were harmed in the making of this dumb song

In which we discover we have way too much in common with...a dinosaur. What we learned about Stegosaurus: o The distance between Stegosaurus and T. Rex is much greater than the distance between T. Rex and us. (80+ million years vs. 66 million years.) o We're not sure what the back plates were for. Possibly to be cool; possibly just to look cool. o Stegosaurus ate rocks to help digest those prehistoric fern salads. o It's Colorado's official state fossil. You can even get Stegosaurus vanity plates, but you have to register a vehicle there. So...goals. o In The Far Side, Gary Larson named the spiked tail the thagomizer ("after the late Thag Simmons"). It is now the standard anatomical term. What we learned about "Desperado": o It's not The Eagles. It's just Eagles. o While considered one of their greatest hits (it's even on Their Greatest Hits), it was never a single and therefore not a hit. o Don Henley didn't like his vocals but wasn't given a chance to redo them. o The song plays a central role on Seinfeld (Season 8, Episode 7). Cold-blooded reptilians: o M. Spaff Sumsion: Lyrics o Robert Lund: All vocals, all instruments, all production, all everything else Oh and hey: Check out the music video (YouTube link below). It's our first one in years and represents Spaff's first attempt to harness AI. (To be clear: The lyrics are 100% human. The music and vocals are 100% human. But the images in the video are 100% AI (albeit with five tons of coaching from Spaff).)

Tofu comes in tofu cubes. Soy milk comes from tofu boobs....This song is my bean curd deathtrip.

TERROR! HYSTERIA! INCONVENIENCE! No one is safe from the WMV... and your town could be next!

You never know who you'll meet, when you're out and about. Features a special guest vocalist, who needs no introduction (yet gets one, anyway!). (C)2026 Box Office Poison Records Written, performed, produced, mixed by TRRJTH Donkey Hotay Music (BMI) Mastered by Michael Fossenkemper - TurtleTone Studio NYC Art by Rochelle Carr Studios

The Kennedy Curse set to music.

If you ever had a bad roommate situation...

A song that describes the feeling of waking up and realising there are left overs in the fridge.

The way Whatsisname incessantly "floods the zone" with all-new outrages, you can be forgiven for thinking all the ICE drama is in the distant past. Spoiler: It's not. Just days ago at the Border Security Expo (fun crowd, right?), border czar Tom Homan said, quote, "You ain't seen shit yet." And: "You will see more ICE agents than you've ever seen before." So that's nice. Meanwhile, "Die with a Smile" by Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars was Spotify's most-streamed song of 2025 and continues to do juuust fine. (Latest count: 3.7 billion plays.) So here ya go! Our parody of the song about the topic. M. Spaff Sumsion: Lyrics Mr. E. and Anna Nimmiti: Vocals Bob Emmet: Keyboards, bass, guitar, drum programming, production, and everything else.

This is a dumb song based on a dumb idea that's been rattling around in my head for many decades, probably since I first saw "Young Frankenstein. " And it's the closing track on my 40th album, "Emotional Support Hamster" which you should totally buy it at www.stevegoodie.com ! Words, guitar, bass, drums, vibes, piano, vocal, arrangement, production: SG Music: Irving Berlin

I wanted to write a song that sounded like synth-heavy comedy band OCT. So I did. This is about my cat(s).

Dr. Pinkerton and I are now united by a common threat. We've been increasing the security around our respective fortresses. We've added extra alligators to our moats. Our radio receivers are tuned to warehouses and farms. But these prowlers keep finding us, offering us lollies, and we can't pretend stranger-danger is a long awaited sale. So Dr. Pinkerton and I co-wrote this warning. We will resume our attempts to destroy each other (or the world) after we get these obsessive lurkers off of our vaporous trails! Red alert, red alert! This is an exercise in self indulgence. Never turn your back on a salesman! Bad Beth and Beyond: vocals, electric bouzouki, bass guitar, keyboard Dr. Milo T. Pinkerton III: vocals Drumbot: drums Fresh Rah D.: additional cymbals Marshall Trucker: telemarketer

It's a pretty old academic tradition for songs about pure scientific topics to lack any kind of taste or relatable humor, and we hope this song is no exception. PRODUCTION CREDITS: lead vocals - Dr. Milo T. Pinkerton III backing vocals - Bad Beth lead guitar - Prof. Glitch rhythm guitar - Filbert Snodgrass, (Jr. Scientist in Training) keyboards - Dr. Dylan W. Winchester harmonica - Benny Grunch bass - Dr. Z drums and percussion - Drumbot music and lyrics by the Consortium of Genius recorded, mixed and mastered by Lewis D'Aubin at C.O.G. Secret Lab, Harahan, LA

This is a song written from the perspective of a minor heel, getting away with a large number of small-but-decidedly-still-evil injustices. I went with the classic boots 'n cats beatboxing for some silliness. I think this song slaps, and I hope you enjoy it.

Hey, we're Toby Danger, and we wrote No Such Thing As Cool after realizing we spent most of my live trying to impress people who don't like the same snacks we do. This song is for the kids in the wrong jeans, the wrong scenes, and the wrong decade, or, you know, pretty much everyone. It's pop-rock with a shout-along chorus and a gentle reminder that nobody actually knows what they're doing, especially the people who look like they do. If "cool" exists, it's probably very tired of being chased.

I started working on this song last November. I was really hoping to get it done at some point before March, but given the subject matter it's somewhat appropriate that I just finished it. The title is something my wife occasionally says...I don't know how she managed to succintly summarize depression in four words with such catchy lyrical cadence when I'm the freakin' songwriter in the house, but she never thought to put it over organ-driven ska-punk, so as a great man once said: "Yoink!" I do in fact have a light therapy lamp. Its brand name is "Suxio," a fact that tends to cheer me up far more than its actual functionality because it sounds like the name of the least useful robot ever (*CRASH* "Dammit Suxio! That was the mayor's Victorian snail platter!") Music and Lyrics by Timothy F. Crist Vocals / Programming / Arrangement / Production / Keytar by Tim "Shoebox" Crist Mastered by Aaron Smith (who also suggested some EQ and leveling tweaks!)

Yes! It's the title track from my 40th album, "Emotional Support Hamster!" You should totally buy it at www.stevegoodie.com when it is officially released on Wednesday 4/15/26! Words: SG and Niamh Bagnell Music, guitar, bass, drums, percussion, mandolin, arrangement, production: SG Tuba: Timothy J Weber

Is anyone else tired of getting a full-on inquisition as a punishment for attempting to order pizza? We prove over and over that we're not robots, but our Captcha victories are quickly forgotten and the tests just keep getting harder. Which made us wonder, what's so bad about being a robot anyway? Well, other than the fact that they're taking our jobs and slowly learning our human skills so they can take over the world and enslave us, so there's that. Rest assured, here at Sisyphus Labs, we make music the old-fashioned way: with drum machines, sequencing and sampled phrases stolen from other artists' recordings. But we agree that the difference between AI and humanity is becoming frightfully small. In fact, we concluded, at this point it basically comes down to bodily functions. Therefore, I can take comfort in the fact that as a human musician, while an artificial being might outplay me, there's no way it can consume two bean burritos during sound check and blow an entire horn section off the stage. All music composition, playing and mixing : Bob Emmet Vocals: some robots Special Guest: Devo Spice, as frustrated human rapper

So the Suffolk and Goode Players recently did a Simon and Garfunkel parody, and then Steve Goodie did a Simon and Garfunkel parody, and we thought, hey! We wanna play! So here's our repurposing of "El Condor Pasa (If I Could)," Paul and Artie's repurposing of a piece by Daniel Alomia Robles. Yes, we're parodying a 56-year-old version of a 113-year-old song. We like to keep things fresh. Like our meat. Robert Lund: Vocals, guitar, bass, mandolin, ocarina sampling, panpipe sampling, Roland S-50, sfx, production, what have you. Macy Lund: More vocals M. Spaff Sumsion: Lyrics