The real collaboration was the friends we made along the way.
For Song Fight!
Credits:
They say the hero always comes out swinging They say everyone gets a second chance You know we’re always looking for redemption When we get caught up in circumstance Oh yeah Oh right Seems good Seems nice
Act I, we did everything we could Act II, we’ll do everything we should Act III, debunked every falsehood Act IV, and now everything is good
They say the hero never wants responsibility And how it always finds its way to them Never wants to be the chosen one to save the world They never wanted to be in this mess Oh yeah Oh right How good How right
Act I, we did everything we could Act II, we’ll do everything we should Act III, feeling so misunderstood Act IV, and now everything is good
All the world’s a stage and we’re all acting in our part Everyone doing what’s right by them We all want to be free We all want to be free
Act I, we did everything we could Act II, we’ll do everything we should Act III, our missing childhood Act IV, and now everything is good
Act I, we did everything we could Act II, we’ll do everything we should Act III, entered into adulthood Act IV, and now everything is good
#Collaborations #IndieRock #Rock #Bass #Drums #Guitar #Synth #Adventurous #Upbeat #Adventure #Lyrical ]]>I look in your window and nobody’s there last night you told me you’d be doing your hair
I really do think if we’re going somewhere We should be honest About the feelings we share
but you tell another story or you tell another lie it is doing nothing for me i don’t know why you even try
I’m so very sorry I hope you are fine I worry about you Getting sick all the time
So I have to wonder Just give me a clue How you were out with friends While sick with the flu
and you tell another story and you tell another lie it is doing nothing for me i don’t know why you even try
I don’t want to hear it How your mother just died This isn’t the first time That you have outright lied
I know what you’re saying Isn’t honestly true Or did you believe the person I paid to tell you?
but you tell another story or you tell another lie it is doing nothing for me i don’t know why you even try
and you tell another story and you tell another lie i know you really abhor me i don’t know why you even try
I dreamt I was a husky in my youth It was very odd to be so uncouth I would run around with nowhere to go But to slip and slide in the frozen snow
All I did for every day was run around And try not to fall down upon the frozen ground Not caring what was a lie and what was truth I dreamt I was a husky in my youth
The world faded and changed until it was light Everything was simple and was such a sight An outline around everything that I could see And colors were simply not quite ordinary
I dreamt I was a husky in my youth Starring in a film by Donald Bluth The evil businessman tried to capture me After he ate the yellow snow I made for free
The movie went on and on It was two hours long Snow was everywhere In the yard and in my hair
As a child I did not like dogs very much They were always wet and messy to my touch So when I dreamt I was a husky youth I woke up in my bed needing to see the truth
I found I had changed overnight Into a husky pup much to my fright Just like in the dream I had fur and claws And little black pads on my four paws
I did not know how this change could be But then a joyous calm washed over me I could smell what was a lie and what was truth I dreamt I was a husky in my youth
It’s the last day on Earth I know Everything is coming down We run it to the ground I think we need another take
We didn’t understand the snow Thought our troubles were gone Conclusions were withdrawn Life was just a big mistake
I think we need another take
I think we need some shelter We deserve this weather But we’re flying to the sun Everything’s undone
And we’re lying on the ground Swallowed up in the sound What we get is what we make I think we need another take
It’s the last day on Earth I know Everything is coming down We run it to the ground I think we need another take
Why do we all have to be tan? Different shades of a single master plan It is all so boring Baby I am snoring Why do we all have to be tan
Black and white and zebra stripes! Red and green would be so keen! Purple blues and other hues! These shades of tan just will not do!
If I were a genetic engineer I’d do what I could to bring it here Discrimination would be undone If everyone were the only one
Why do we all have to be tan And just a woman or a man Neither both or something in between I think that would be pretty keen but Everyone is just… tan
Paisley plaid and polka dot! Colors patterns are so hot! Sure we could all get tattoos But if I did it why would you?
If my idea were everyday Of course my plea would go away But other creatures can all have it So we’re unique on this planet?
Why do we all have to be tan? Different shades of a single master plan It is all so boring Baby I am snoring, oh Why do we all have to be tan
So, there’s this pretty weird thing that happened to me recently. I was walking down the street, and this guy came up to me… he was wearing a blanket like a cloak, like he was some sort of wizard or something, but he smelled like pee and feces. I mean, that’s not the weird thing, that happens pretty much every day. But anyway he stepped in front of me and said, “Hey, you want a moscow?” I told him no and tried to keep going, but he kept on stepping in front of me, and he was all, “Come on, this moscow, it’s great.” And I noticed that he was holding this thing in his hands which looked like a clay cow, that was covered in, you know, that fuzzy plant, that looks like moss but isn’t. You know, that cheap sort of gift you get at the drug store for that person who you really want to make them aware that you like them but not enough to give a crap about what sort of gift you get them, right? Anyway, so this guy is trying to get me to take the terra-cotta cow and I just want to get home and he’s just saying, “Come on, man, take it. I gotta get rid of it, but I don’t wanna just throw it out,” and I said, “Fine,” and I took it, and then he just said, “Thanks!” and ran off really fast.
But that’s not really the weird part. So, I took this stupid thing home, and figured it would go okay next to my herb garden on my balcony, and so I thought I put it there, but when I went into the kitchen to fill up my watering can, the moscow was sitting next to the sink. Pretty weird, right? Anyway, I just watered it right there, and now… yeah, this is the really, really weird part. It actually turned its head at me – yeah, I know, right? – and it said “Idaho!”
Now of course this was really weird. I mean, not only was this little tchotchke talking, but you’d think that if a cow were to talk it’d say something like, “Moo.” I dunno, “Milk me.” Something like that. Right? But “Idaho?” So I asked, “Idaho?” And it said, “No, Idaho.”
So, I called this friend of mine and asked her to come over – she’s a biologist, I mean – and when she came by she asked what was so important. “Look,” I said, “I have this… this moscow.” And she said, “O…kay? It’s a cow, yeah?” “No, a moscow,” I said. “See, ‘coz it’s like, covered in moss, right?” And she said, “Yeah, I see those all the time. So?” And I said, “Well, this one talks.” She just kind of waited for me to say more, and I said, “WIth its mouth.” She looked at me funny and said, “You’re joking.” And I was like, “No, n–here, I’ll show you,” and I watered it again, and it said, “Idaho.”
So my friend was kind of weirded out too and she asked, “Idaho?” And then the moscow said, “No, Idaho. Youdaslut.”
Anyway, they’re best friends now.
See the little ants walking down the path They don’t know how to do anything they’re bad at math But a little tiny queen can make some more One and one make two, two and two make four
And then what happens next is the worlds collide When a little tiny ant finds the world inside And the little worker ants can all pass the test They all work together to bring everything back to the nest
And when someone finds out it doesn’t matter The little tiny ants have made their queen get fatter So she can lay her eggs all day So it doesn’t matter when the people get the spray
There are so many ants that they cannot die For every ant that’s in the house there’s two outside All that we can do is let them be Learn to love each other for the world to see
I feel safe without you I feel safe when I’m with you I feel safe when I’m near you But I don’t think that I need you
You know what it is like when you are alone Walking in the dark trying to get home Every little thing that can make a sound Scares you half to death and you look around
You cannot help but fear for your life What if somebody is there who has a knife But you know that in your heart you will be okay And that everything will let you live another day
When you get inside you look around Thousands of little black dots are on the ground They go on with life without a care Eating all the food that they find lying there
It is no matter what you do or say Nothing will make the ants ever go away The lesson that we learn is when the day is done The little tiny ants are the ones who have won
I feel safe without you I feel safe when I’m with you I feel safe when I’m near you But I don’t think that I need you
Wake up in the morning Before the alarm goes Trying to fall back to sleep Still in last night’s clothes Lying half awake, I still can’t get up when the beeping starts Why would I
Sleepwalk through the morning On the way to work That guy on the bicycle is Such a stupid jerk I think I should push him over Just to show him up But why would I
Sometimes it is very hard to keep yourself moving when it’s gone haywire
Monday morning meeting Going way too long Finished up my coffee but the coffee isn’t strong I feel like I need to sleep I need to keep moving but why would I
Tuesday PM meeting Life is way too short Everything I try to say cut off with a retort Why does this guy work here, he’s a jerk, here, I should shut him up why would I
Sometimes it is very hard to keep yourself moving when it’s all haywire
Oh, listen to me Think about the damage done How hard can it be Just to have a little fun
Wednesday morning dreary I get nothing done Thursday comes and Friday goes Still get nothing done I should reconsider my Career choice, find a new voice but Why would I
Sometimes it is very hard to keep yourself moving when it’s gone haywire
Put Cindy back on the bus She isn’t one of us I don’t care what you say She’s just gotta go away
Put Cindy back on the bus Don’t make such a stupid fuss Everything she did Everything she said Every way she messed us up
Put Cindy back on the bus Do it before I start to cuss Every way she hurt us bad Every way she made us mad Everything she did to fuck us up
Hey, driver! Hey driver take her away Hey, driver! Hey I got somethin’ to say Don’t let her talk to you, don’t let her say how she’s been wronged Don’t let her talk to you, don’t let her speak until you’re gone
Cindy needs to stay on that bus ‘Cause you know she ain’t one of us She won’t know a thing She won’t know a thing From now until she wakes up
Cindy needs to stay on that bus You really got to listen to us Everything she did Everything she said It’s either this or beat her up
Cindy needs to stay on that bus Please driver don’t make a fuss We paid for the trip There’s nothing wrong with it Please go before she can wake up
Hey, driver! Hey driver take her away Hey, driver! Hey I got somethin’ to say This guy don’t know a thing, this guy don’t know what’s going on This guy don’t know a thing, he don’t know why we need her gone (We NEED her gone!)
Put Cindy back on the bus She isn’t one of us Don’t care what you say, she’s gotta go away Put Cindy back on the bus
Relax, calm yourself, There’s nothing to be afraid of Relax, ease your mind The giant monster’s just in love
Nothing’s gonna change I know it might seem strange
Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Everything will be fine tonight Everything is always fine tonight
Nothing’s gonna change Nothing is so strange Relax, calm yourself He isn’t ever gonna hurt you Relax, ease your mind And if he does what could you do
Nothing’s gonna change The city’s gonna rearrange Nothing’s gonna change He’s here on a monster exchange
Relax, calm yourself There’s nothing to be afraid of Relax, calm yourself And show the monster all of your love
One hundred twenty miles per hour It sure is cold outside alone One hundred twenty miles away After an hour far from home
One hundred twenty miles between us Why did you have to hurt me so One hundred twenty miles and counting I’m sorry that I had to go
Why did you hurt me was it (turn around and glare) Something that I said (aware) I try and try (unfair)
Why did you hurt me why (turn around and stare) Did I have to leave Why do I have to love you (nowhere) ‘Till the day I die (prepare)
One hundred twenty miles per hour It is now time to move along One hundred twenty miles away From everything that was so wrong
One hundred twenty miles between us It is now crystal clear to me One hundred twenty miles and counting We simply were not meant to be
Why did I even put up with (turn around and glare) your stupidity Why did I bother with you (aware) Now I cannot see (unfair)
How could I let you lead me (catch me unaware) On so very long I hope to never miss you (we share) Now that you are gone (repair)
One hundred twenty miles per hour I’m sure to get away from you One hundred twenty miles away It has vastly improved my view
One hundred twenty miles between us I just don’t need you anymore One hundred twenty miles and counting Good riddance, don’t wait at the door
Thank you for your interest We hope you will be fine But we have decided Your candidacy is not on the line
Your permanent record states You were truant three times And then the incident Where you colored outside of the lines
Another record Of which we are aware A piece of gum that You placed in Miss Marshall’s hair
We know you are thinking It was so long ago But you were warned about Throwing a rock in a ball of snow
Your auditor noted GOOD BEHAVIOR for thirty years But we strongly believe Past actions will shape future careers
Due to these factors We’re sure you will agree Your best course of action A reeducation facility
This was a song composed when I had new neighbors moving in upstairs. They were loud all day, and then they were loud all night, and their bed was right over my computer.
Nice guys otherwise, though.
I think you ought to know I haven’t slept in days It seems I’m spending my time Wandering in a haze They say that patience is the opposite of sin But it’s wearing thin
When I close my eyes I Only see my fears This is the worst time I Remember in years Everything I know is In the rubbish bin I just cannot win
Everywhere I turn I Hear this thumping sound Even lying down I’m not on steady ground I hope that in a few days I’ll be sleeping in These walls are paper thin
#CD #SongFight #EDM #Electropop #IndiePop #Lyrical ]]>This was the first album I released as “Sockpuppet,” and was made up mostly of music I’d done for Song Fight!, with most of the songs reworked and/or remastered.
What are you doing to me In the name of being free I never liked you But you ought to know
The things I hold dear you break Everything I try to make You only wanted destruction You reap what you sow
Come on, baby Just think, maybe You’re not the person That you think you are but instead
Just take one minute To see the limit Please understand there’s Nothing going on in your head
And then you did it again To try to impress your friends I don’t think they really like you I thought you should know
The things you’re doing to me To achieve immortality You only wanted attention But please let it go
Come on, baby Just think, maybe You’re not the person That you think you are but instead
Just take one minute To see the limit Please understand there’s Nothing going on in your head
What are you doing to me In the name of being free It is a pointless distraction But what do you know
Come on, baby Just think, maybe You’re not the person That you think you are but instead
Just take one minute To see the limit Please understand there’s Nothing going on in your head
Come on, baby Just think, maybe You’re not the person That you think you are but instead
Just take one minute To see the limit Please understand there’s Nothing going on in your head
She doesn’t disturb me Confuses, perturbs me She just wants to know me While living below me
I know what she can see A robber she fancies I don’t know what I mean A daughter in between
She doesn’t control me Doesn’t quite know me I know what I can see In transparency
I’m giving it my all But I’m heading for a fall When all that I can do Is run faster
For something less than I am worth As I tumble down to Earth But all that I can do Is run faster
Please listen to the way I feel I need to get some more time to heal My lungs are getting ready to explode I can’t run any faster
I get the feeling I should leave It’s getting harder to believe You don’t know what it is I’m going through I’m running faster
How can you tell me what to do If I am dead I will not see things through What you want isn’t easy done or said I’d like to see you run faster
I’ve given you my all But I’m ready for a fall When all you let me do Is run faster
I’ve given you my all But I’m ready for a fall When all you let me do Is run faster
I don’t think You know how to be good to me I don’t think You have time to be reminding I don’t think Anything you do is good enough And I think The time for us is wrong
I don’t think That I should listen to you anymore Everything You say to me always makes me snore Everyone Says I should not so quickly doubt you What I think It doesn’t matter now
I don’t think You will be here for me I don’t think You even know how You and me Were never meant to be together I don’t think The time for us is now
I don’t think You should be watching so much TV It’s a thing You do too much and always every Thing I see Is nothing that can be too good for you I don’t think You remember what’s right
I don’t think You know how to be good to me I don’t think You have time to be reminding I don’t think Anything you do is good enough And I think The time for us is wrong
Standing on a stage where I’m rhyming with Lucia I have to admit that this wasn’t my idea Having too much fun while drinking much tequila I’d rather have coffee though
Watching her go with you, falling on the weekends Buy a new skirt made of edible sequins Wading through the pond, sitting down where it deepens Where do you want to go?
I’m feeling fine Taking time, try to rhyme She used to be trouble-free Can you see?
Standing on a lake is not such a good venue When it is cold food that we have on the menu Everyone tired of doing what we can do Please don’t let her down
When you have a friend, you never want to see them Hanging out to dry in a mausoleum You want them to simply carpe diem It is too late now
She came to me She will be set free What I mean, what I seen She had been in between
I’m feeling fine Taking time, try to rhyme She used to be trouble-free Can you see?
I’m feeling fine Taking time, try to rhyme She used to be trouble-free
I have a bad cat He is very fat He sat on my hat And then he shat He dragged the hat All over my mat Then he ate a bat And made friends with a rat
I took this bad cat To the laundromat Where we had a spat About the theocrat He’s a diplomat For this crazy dingbat Sent us off to combat Like a copycat
He’s a bureaucrat And a total asshat Shut down the laundromat Because he overheard chit-chat An aristocrat And a cosmocrat He’s a pornocrat Such a total prat
So I took this bad cat Back to my flat Gave up on the hat Dumped it with the mat We had a little chat He’d have nothing of that But I gave him a pat ‘Cuz he’s my pussycat
Wrapped up in a padded room Feels like I am in a tomb It reminds me of my mother’s womb And it leaves me time for thinking
Been this way since sometime in June Someone caught me howling at the moon Hoping that I can get out soon But this ship just might be sinking
Oh, I could use a little convalescence Oh, I need some convalescence
Shotgun shot in the dead of night Can’t sleep cuz the dark is way too bright See myself heading right for the light I guess I have been drinking
No idea how long I’ve been here Something ‘bout this place a little queer My mind is missing one more gear Little lightbulb blinking
Oh, I could use a little convalescence Oh, I need some convalescence
Oh, i could use a little convalescence Oh, how I need some convalescence
Wrapped up in a padded room Feels like I am in a tomb It reminds me of my mother’s womb And it leaves me time for thinking
There’s something in my eye But I feel like I could fly A bright light came to me in a dream Skies of pink, clouds tangerine
Everything I do or see or think Depends upon the stuff I drink
I think that it is killing me Everytime I take a sip of tea The stuff of dreams it fills in the seams Bright shiny lights inside my dreams
I cannot think without a drink or three But I feel it surrounding me
I could quit but that will not do Another dose for me and you
I grew up in the desert Dry air always made my eyes hurt Ran around with nowhere to go When I really wanted there to be snow Almost never got it in the desert
My mind made up I tried to move away But everywhere I got I couldn’t stay
I grew up in the desert All the people I knew they made my mind hurt
I went somewhere else got on a plane I wanted to get my five minutes of fame Everything I did I needed gin or ginseng I ran faster to get more of the same
I will always be from the desert No matter what, you’re covered in dirt
Where I’m living now there’s plenty of rain And everything I know is ijust more of the same Someday I might go back to where from I came
I grew up in the desert
There’s a house in my head A flea in my bed Everything I know is coming up red And the flea in my bed Is asking me why When I walk on water How I stay dry
I think It’s something to do with how I think My life isn’t mine somehow I try To be the best I can be I need To try to love me
There’s a house in my head A flea in my bed Everyone I know will someday be dead And the flea in my bed Is telling me why I feel these things like I wanna die
Everything I do I do it for you, but Nothing I do Seems to come through, so I think I need time alone, because I think My pain is my own
There’s a house in my head A flea in my bed Everything I know is coming up red And the flea in my bed Is asking me why When I walk on water How I stay dry
You’re lying awake in bed Something happens in your head You’re not sure if you’re alone Somewhere, somebody moans Voices that you hear take your breath away
You’re not sure what you see It keeps you in captivity An alien, a parasite Torturing you through the night You wake up and everything seems okay
The reticular activating system Controls if the nerve impulse reaches your hands Like an engine with a misfiring piston Things go out of whack You have a panic attack And the night terror seems so real you cannot stand
Serotonin overload Somewhere in your frontal lobe Dopamine suppression is to Always keep you guessing Hippocampus shouldn’t be on call
The brain is running like clockwork In a mechanical Turk Systems poorly factored and they’re Cheaply manufactured It’s a wonder anything works at all
And the reticular activating system Controls if the nerve impulse reaches your hands Like an engine with a misfiring piston Things go out of whack You have a panic attack And the night terror seems so real you cannot stand
And the reticular activating system Controls if the nerve impulse reaches your hands Like an engine with a misfiring piston Things go out of whack You have a panic attack And the night terror seems so real you cannot stand
#CD #SongFight #Country #Electrocountry #Electropop #IndieRock #Rock #Lyrical ]]>