Riker's Island

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Riker's Island is a collaborative songwriting endeavor between Kevin Savino-Riker and his wifeTiffany Edna Riker. We formed for Spintunes #7 and who knows what else?

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released June 24, 2013

Kevin Savino-Riker
Tiffany Edna Riker

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Kevin Savino-Riker Anaheim, California

Hi, I'm a full-time day-job kinda guy who writes eclectic music on the side. I gig occasionally, I participate in songwriting contests when the mood strikes, and he sometimes speaks in the third person.

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Track Name: Smells Like Big Disco
VERSE 1:
Load up your car, and meet your friends
It's fun to booze and cheer the end
Of being alone because you know
A girl from the casino

BRIDGE 1:
sino sino sino sino

CHORUS 1:
Eric Rosloff
Emmalinda
Getting married
Let's begin the
Bachelor party
It's a shame to
Do it sober
So let's drink up

A Manhattan
An old fashioned
Marijuana
If you wanna

(Yeah! Drink. Drink.)

VERSE 2:
You fell in love - now do the deed
Get married to the one you need
We'll all be there to watch you two
Exchange your vows and say I do

BRIDGE 2:
I do I do I do I do

CHORUS 2:
A reception
In a campground
Celebrate the
Love that you found
Big Disco
And the Toolbox
We love you guys
'Cause your love rocks

A white dress and
A bouquet, yo
A tuxedo
Mighty neato

(Yeah! Drink. Drink.)

VERSE 3:
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
You've made here let's start the show
And will we ever stop? Hell no

BRIDGE 3:
Hell no hell no hell no hell no

CHORUS 3:
Eric Rosloff
Emmalinda
Getting married
Let's begin the
Bachelor party
It's a shame to
Do it sober
So let's drink up

A Manhattan
An old fashioned
Drink a porter
Get hungover

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Eric Rosloff

Drink drink drink drink
Track Name: Play Doh
A solitary lonely boy
An only child; the only toy
That let little hands create
Left marks on my blank slate

Vivid colors; carpet stains
Minor damage; major gains

You molded my imagination
As I exercised clay causation

A racecar making rounds
I'll make the engine sounds
A stop sign; a traffic cone
With you I'm never ever alone
A spaceship dodging planets
The rocks my foe inhabits

And if in time I change my mind
I'll mash you all down and start over again

A busybody bratty girl
All the toys make my head swirl
But one stands above the rest
In little tubs, all compressed

It makes me appreciate
All the things I create

White knight with his sword drawn
Slaying dragons on the lawn
I'll be watching from my throne
With you I'm never ever alone
Purple cookies; orange cakes
To give me a bellyache

And if in time I change my mind
I'll mash you all down and start over again

A racecar making rounds
I'll make the engine sounds
A stop sign; a traffic cone
With you I'm never ever alone
A spaceship dodging planets
The rocks my foe inhabits

And if in time I change my mind
I'll mash you all down and start over again

Oh oh, my play doh
Oh oh, my play doh
Oh oh, my play doh
Can't say no to my play doh

Oh oh, let's play doh
Oh oh, let's play doh
Oh oh, my play doh
Oh oh, my play doh
Track Name: Hell-A-X
It's a beautiful morning
And I'm headed somewhere beautiful
Packed everything I need
And it's high time I speed
Away from here

I've waited five minutes
And soon this will end
My vacation begins
Just around that bend
But my belt and my shoes
First must be taken off
Stopping just shy of "turn your head and cough"
I approach that machine
With a nervous stride

My adventure awaits
On the other side
Of that security gate

"Excuse me sir; please step to the side"
The agent believes I have something to hide
Inside of my luggage: a suspicious package

...well isn't that great

It seems these days we're giving freedoms away
To pay for freedom and keep baddies at bay
If you ask me, this policy is crazy

...looks like I'm gonna be late

Oh how I wish I could proceed
But security feels the need
To inspect me with bomb sniffing instruments
My threat level's measured in 3.5 ounce increments

I wish that I could fly away

I wish that I could fly away