MOO by KING TUFF is an album that’s new A MOO of pure joy, an album called MOO MOO means I love you, in the language of Cow I MOO when I see you, I’m MOOing right now I MOO when I miss you, MOO when I dream MOO when I’m with you, will you MOO for me? A personal motto, a general rule For any occasion, a MOO multitool MOO in the morning, MOO in your car MOO like a madman, and wish on a star MOO when you’re happy, or if you’ve got the flu MOO isn’t boring, that’s why it’s MOO MOO is a record, an energy stew MOO is forever, an infinite MOO MOO calls your landline, and makes you miss home MOO makes you mutate straight into a gnome MOO with your lover, MOO like a freak MOO at the movies, MOO ‘tween the sheets MOO on my 8 track, MOO on the tape MOO like Was Dead, Tascam 388 20 years later, a beauMOOtiful sound Guitars with phaser, and MOOs all around MOO out on LP, CD and cassette MOO on your boombox, best KING TUFF yet MOO made in LA, twenty-twenty-four A house in Mt. Washington, ‘pon the second floor Produced by myself, and engineered too I played the guitars, made all of them MOO And after years of confusion I felt like myself again MOO made the conclusion that I was an elf again Now back in Vermont, we all speak in MOO You can MOO all you want, that can be all you do MOO for the maple, straight from the tree MOO in the stable, MOO to be free For sometimes you just have to MOO for no reason Yes, a MOO is in order for every season What else can I say? Nothing but MOO MOO is myself, MOO is my truth So MOO if you want, and take a big puff And thank you for listening, to MOO by KING TUFF.