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Blues Song
02:40
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I bought some sugar but it's not sweet
Now I'm looking for something to eat
I checked the cupboard but it's plain bare
I check the fridge there's nothing there
I bought some sugar but it's not sweet
Now I'm looking for something to eat
Yeah yeah.
I gotta trash talking sister with a heart of ice
Trying to keep me from paradise
I'm there early but she's not there
Man that girl is everywhere
Gotta trash talking sister with a heart of ice
Trying to keep me from paradise.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Everybody needs something
That's very plainly clear
Everybody needs something, I need you, right here.
Three headed monster with a company badge
Said I messed with a girl named Madge
I said "Man, I don't even know her name,
He said "come with me sir, just the same."
Three headed monster with a company badge,
Said I messed with a girl named Madge,
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah.
Everybody needs something
That's very plainly clear
Everybody needs something, babe, I need you, right here.
All the things we need to talk about, but never really say
All the hopes we left behind, in some romantic place
i need you and you need me, there's nothing more to know
To all the good times still ahead, c'mon, let's go.
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Everyone is hoping for a great answer to their problem
Everyone is hoping that things will work out alright
Everyone is hoping for a world without a problem
Everyone is hoping for a future that's sunny and bright.
When the great answer is here, there will be no need for fear
When the great answer is here, we'll say 'yeah!'
Everyone is hoping for a great answer to their problem
Everyone is waiting for better times to come
Noone wants misfortune, no one wants sorrow
Everyone is hoping for a great new day tomorrow.
When the great answer comes
There'll be dancing in the slums
When the great answer comes,we'll say 'yeah!'
History is often unkind and history makes us blind
When the answer comes, what a wonderful world we will find.
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I'm looking for the perfect plaid
That makes me feel like the perfect Dad
Make it red, make it blue
Just what it takes to get me back to you
Tom Cridland could you make some plaid
Something that suits the classy lad
I need some plaid for my attire
I gotta get it 'fore the coupon expires
Nobody knows the value of clothes like I do
Stripped to the bone, I'm all alone without you
I'll try Old Navy they're pretty cool,
Banana Republic I'm not a fool
Calvin Klein now that's my brand
Although the prices are out of hand
Nobody knows the value of clothes like I do
Stripped to the bone, I'm all alone without you
Nobody knows the power of prose like I do
Alone in the dark, I capture a spark, it's voodoo.
Buffalo, Blackwatch, Tartan, Stewart,
Those are rockin'
Glenplaid, Houndstooth, Prince Of Wales,
Now you're talkin'!
I'm looking for a perfect plaid (x4)
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Literature
02:16
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I read the news today
It's all so ordinary
The human struggle 'gainst the force of history.
I watched TV today, it's all so bloody boring.
Some talking heads about the human race.
I read the literature I think I get the point.
I think I get the point.
I write an essay and I think I made my point.
I think I made my point.
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Under Control
03:48
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I walk alone down Lonely Avenue, taking in the sights
I walk alone down Broken Boulevard, thinking everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything is
Under control, under control of love
Under control, under control of love.
I don't drive, i only walk it keeps me safe and warm at night
Sometimes I think before I talk but still the words don't come out right
Everything's alright, everything is
Under control, under control of love
Under control, under control of love
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Not Quite Right
02:51
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He's sharp, he's wise, there's starlight in his eyes
He's so high on romanticism's lies
He must come down from all those lofty heights
All those times he's dreamed away the night
Blue red white, Not quite right,
Two plus two don't equal five
Don't give up without a fight
Not quite right, not quite right.
I'm the same, active brain
Anxiety and mental pain
Liberty ignites the flame, try again, try again.
Blue red white, looking for a fight
Crashing down the boulevard decked in stars and stripes
Ted and Jack might be coming back
Buzzing through the corridors from the inside track
Blue red white, Not quite right,
Two plus two don't equal five
Don't give up without a fight
Not quite right, not quite right.
I'm the same, active brain
Anxiety and mental pain
Liberty ignites the flame, try again, try again.
If only they could be, American, just like me
Blue red white, Not quite right,
Two plus two don't equal five
Don't give up wiithout a fight
Not quite right, not quite right.
I'm the same, active brain
Anxiety and mental pain
Liberty ignites the flame, try again, try again.
It's come to my attention
It's hardly worth a mention,
It is patently absurd that he is not quite right
Something must be done, before he scares someone
Get him out of here because he's not quite right.
Blue red white, Not quite right,
Two plus two don't equal five
Don't give up without a fight
Not quite right, not quite right.
I'm the same, active brain
Anxiety and mental pain
Liberty ignites the flame, try again, try again.
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Bully Walkie Talkie
03:10
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They walk they talk (bully walkie talkie) x4
I take the check
(Bully walkie talkie)
They give me heck
(Bully walkie talkie)
They speak and spell
(Bully walkie talkie)
To give me hell
(Bully walkie talkie)
Aah, aah,
They walk they talk, bully walkie talkie
Words wasted, to cause distress
Words wasted, is such a mess.
This is the way
(Bully walkie talkie)
We live today
(Bully walkie talkie)
No love at all
(Bully walkie talkie)
No prophet's call
(Bully walkie talkie)
Aah, aah,
They walk they talk (bully walkie talkie)
Words wasted, that cause distress
Words wasted, they must confess.
How does it feel to be so unreal?
How does it feel to be cruel?
They walk they talk (bully walkie talkie) x4
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Mouth Monster
03:12
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It starts with no empathy
And ends up with lies
If there were two of me, I might just survive
How can I live if the truth of me dies?
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
There are monsters, Mouth Monsters
It's irresponsible to say that you must tell
You say you speak the truth, though you know so well
That you don't care about the lonely man who fell
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster, there are monsters
What if we walked in somebody else's shoes
What if we knew the truth, instead of what we feel?
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
Mouth Monster
There are monsters, Mouth Monsters
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Miss Begotten
02:38
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She's got her fingers in too many of my pies
She bends the truth a bit until it bleeds out lies
I really want to know if she enjoys the highs
When she's telling all those fancy boys goodbye
I get so twisted when the hammer comes down
I never missed it since i pasted on a frown
Oh Miss Begotten, it's all so rotten
To be down and down and down
I need to know you, I want to show you
That I'm more than just your clown
Oh Miss Begotten. Oh Miss Begotten.
I make the most of it I try to hit the mark
I hope she recognizes what she's done to my spark
And all the changes to my thematic arc
As I discover that her bite exceeds her bark
I really wonder as I reach for the prize
How she can say so much with only her eyes.
Oh Miss Begotten, it feels so rotten
To be down and down and down
I need to know you, I want to show you
That I'm more than just your clown.
Oh Miss Begotten it feels so rotten
To be down and down and down
I have forgotten, what is verboten,
Or if you want me around.
Oh Miss Begotten. Oh Miss Begotten.
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When I was young, we had so much fun
Wriggling through the slums with someone else's mom
Now that I'm grown, I've got a mind of my own
Going to take some time to see the world and atone
Takes a little help to make it all work out
She'll be waiting there to show you what it's all about
From a worm to a butterfly that's how she's gonna make you
She's gonna pull a lot of threads to put you back in the groove
What you trying to prove?
From a worm to a butterfly, that's why she's got to break you
It takes a lot of nerve to get you back on the move, boy
What you trying to prove?
Now you can see what the future could be
You know that you won't lose if you can choose the blues
People will care, though sometimes people may stare
As you make the metamorphosis with magic everywhere
You get your colored wings, you hear the angels sing
Something's going right in almost everything
From a worm to a butterfly that's how she's gonna make you
She's gonna pull a lot of threads to get you back in the groove
What you trying to prove?
From a worm to a butterfly, that's why she's got to break you
It takes a lot of nerve to get you back on the move, boy
What you trying to prove?
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brick bosso Los Angeles, California
I've been playing music on keyboards ever since I got turned on to Ragtime music as a kid, thanks to the chart topping single "The Entertainer," by Scott Joplin. I find creating music addictive -- I use virtual and hardware synths, drum machines, production tools and sometimes guitar. Though for truly stellar guitar work I turn to Mark Abbruzzese and Eric Endo. ... more
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