Run from the cops
Flinching at the shots
Ringing out across the city streets

People see what that want to see
Nothing more convincing
Than trash that you bought
Or the loose lipped thoughts


Went to visit my dad
He shouting at the TV
Something about the commies
Fleecing their flock
Said he wants to move south
Hasn’t left his own house
And over a week
While I quietly seethe

so surprised
They found a way to sell the new rage
To all the bastards on a rampage

I tried talking to God
Sharing some thoughts
I used to think that he was listening
But probably he’s not
The radio’s gone silent
Followers get violent
When the glory is gone
Was it there all along

so surprised
They found a way to sell the new rage
To all the bastards on a rampage

When It adds up to nothing
adds up to nothing
Add it to nothing
Add it to nothing

I’m not surprised
You found a way to take advantage
Of the bastards on a rampage

When It adds up to nothing
adds up to nothing
Add it to nothing
Add it to nothing

When I started making music as a teen
I tried to picture what my future might be
I didn’t dream of fame and glory
Of making headlines cover stories

Of MTV or smokey pubs
The NME or underground clubs
Of life on tour from coast to coast
Oh goodness gracious heavens fuck no

I dreamed that people would admire my music
And maybe even know my name
And that some secret benefactor
Might be moved enough to pay my way

I pictured a shack on rugged scrublands
Maybe somewhere in the south of France
Room and board no strings attached
Fancy-free no questions asked

Go pluck and pinch and plonk and mix
And who knows someone might just get their kicks
Tears or goosebumps even choke
Listening to what you wrote

(This was all) before the World Wide Web

It took a while but I kind of made it
Living the dream I dreamed I would live
In the middle of nowhere on rugged scrublands
Somewhere in the south of France

Working just enough to eat
Mostly free to loaf and read
To sing and diddle my guitar
And share my music wide and far

It wasn’t easy to stand my ground
No secret benefactor to be found
But let me tell you I’m still glad
A semi fantasy ain’t half bad

And I still pluck and pinch and BONK and mix
And who knows someone might just get their kicks
Tears or goosebumps even choke
Listening to what I wrote

(All) Across the Fediverse

It’s Instrumental Innit?

set and done
but i want
but i want
but i want
…
set and done
but i want
but i want
but i want
in the club

<p>This is the time to be … x4</p>


<P>So i got nothing to say right now …<br>
So i just go along and make up words …<br>
This is not how it goes with the professionals but i know i’m not one of those so i can have fun</p>

<P>Freestyle is like comin’ up with stuff in your brain<br>
When you have nothing to say<br>
’cause you don’t know how to play</p>

<P>You got some fog in your brain<br>
i know it’s not in the pain<br>
What happens to you’s insane<br>
But you have got to pertain

Spam, spam, spam, spam,
AI this, AI that,
Scam, scam, scam, scam,
Click all pictures with a cat.

Clickbait, adverts, pop-ups, paywalls,
Bots, bots, bots, bots,
Follow, comment, like, subscribe,
Fake news, link rots.

Mass engagement, trolling, bot farms,
Malware, bloatware, spyware, adware,
Algorithmic social harms,
Thou shalt not repair your hardware.

Turn off ad block scripts and code,
Make accounts, download our app,
Accept these cookies from our partners,
Internet has turned to crap.

(build-up)
Webpunks
(instrumental)

Webpunks
(instrumental)

(build-up)
Webpunks

Pop-ups, paywalls, *swoop* Bypassed.
Clickbait, adverts, *buzz* Blocked.
Fake news link rot *printer noise* Archived.
Bots, bots, *whistle* Stopped.

Spam, spam, *record scratch* Muted.
Malware, bloatware, (Stop right there).
Scam, scam, *phone noise* *scream*
Click all pictures (Going nowhere).

Trolling, bot farms *smashed glass* Blocked.
AI-powered, *phone hangup* Don’t care.
Spyware, adware (Go away).
We have the right to repair.

Take our cookies (They taste gross).
Make an account (It’s a trap).
Turn off ad block (Stop your tracking).
Internet has turned to crap.

(instrumental)

Thank you for listening. Please buy SuperUltraProMiumGold+ to continue listening.

another time when you will rhyme some outrageous lines
won’t go past me, you’ve failed to be getting with the times
this con’s fusing, cause it’s confusing for us on the streets
enough with lies, we’re breaking ties, get out of our sheets.

i’m sliding down the slippery slope of being who i am
hope it’s cause for dismay in those Danubian men
(just being who i am)

don’t start behaving today
together we can maybe still keep having our way
don’t let them control your fate
if you’d hate to have to keep living under this state
i’ve got some news
you’re not alone
i’m a criminal, i might as well go all out

sure hope that the fire cannot spread against your hate
fired windows, the way the wind owes me a faithful fate.
we’ll take over the lake corner, don’t sell ourselves short
if we’re sure, meet at the shore on the public trans port.

they say i might go to hell every time i show my face
you’d know if you knew where i’m from – hell can’t be worse than this place
it is a disgrace!

don’t start behaving today
together we can maybe still keep having our way
don’t let them control your fate
if you’d hate to have to keep living under this state
i’ve got some news
you’re not alone
i’m a criminal, i might as well go all out

fuck all they stand for this day
our pride is our strength, not something that gets in our way
don’t let them smash our own goals
we’re bricks and we can break through a million stone walls
a new diet
it’s a riot
we’re criminals, we might as well go all out

## Verse
We’re all in this together,
at least I like to think that that’s so.
It’s getting harder to build bridges
over the sea of trolls below.
We’re feeling more like castaways
on our lonely little islands in the streams,
throwing messages in bottles into rising tides
of thoughtless indifference.

## Chorus

The future lies in federation,
forging friendships from afar.
Turning islands into nations into continents;
it’s up to us to raise the bar.

The future lies in federation,
forging friendships from afar.
We need to choose our neighbours wisely, break the monolith;
It’s time to aim right for the stars.

## Verse

The billionaire moderator,
the kind of guy that you don’t want to know,
bows down to the kleptocrats
and you know he won’t let it go.
We’re building ‘cross countries, near and far
a place to call home, to belong.
It’s a slow exodus, the beginning of something,
work back from where we went wrong.

## Chorus

The future lies in federation,
forging friendships from afar.
Turning islands into nations into continents;
it’s up to us to raise the bar.

The future lies in federation,
forging friendships from afar.
We need to choose our neighbours wisely, break the monolith;
It’s time to aim right for the stars.

A horrid scream disturbs the silence of the afternoon
The killer returns under cover of a crescent moon
The deed is hidden and the evidence is buried deep
It is a secret that the walls, now scrubbed, will always keep
No-one will ever locate the remains, the killer’s free to enjoy all the ill-gotten gains
No witnesses but the ghosts in their head, while the roses outside grow suspiciously red

The victim’s lover stops the killer for an idle word
Discussing rumours of new evidence they’d overheard
Raising suspicion of suspicion of potential proof
The killer fears this thread, if pulled, will lead right to the truth
So later on that night, in black vinyl masquerade
They take another life and the cycle starts again
Thanks to some forethought preceeding the act, the clues point to a sex maniac; a convenient rube who will soon turn up dead, while the roses outside grow suspiciously red

Paranoia cuts the celebration rather short
Free for now, but how much extra time was really bought?
The answer comes more swiftly than even the killer thought
When confronted by the police knocking at the door
At the sight of a gun the killer knows the game is up!
And then they turn to run; too slow to not be blown away!
But this was a case of mistaken ID, the police realise when they gather to see
Our killer’s face coincidentally aligns with the perpetrator of a different crime
The sergeant recieved a major slap on the wrist for an innocent life so deftly dismissed
That was the wrong one to blast in the head, but the roses outside grow suspiciously red

I can’t seem to match your expectations
I can’t quite emulate your feelings
I can’t get in sync with your vibrations
Your useless customs don’t apply to me

I’m trying my best

I’m out of tune, I’m out of place
I’m not quite rebellious, I’m just

Out of phase
Disconnected
Out of phase – out of tune, out of place
Disconnected

What you say fails to impress me
It’s not my fault if I don’t share your beliefs
What makes you tick does not work for me
And my deepest fears don’t even scratch your skin

I’m trying my best

But I’m passing through this world like neutrino rays
Without interaction and so

Out of phase
Disconnected
Out of phase – out of tune, out of place
Disconnected

Passing through the world like neutrino rays,
Without interaction, so out of phase
Escaping detection, no nuclear reaction
I’m moving through matter like it doesn’t quite matter
Passing through the world like neutrino rays,
Without interaction, escaping detection
No nuclear reaction. Neutrino rays
without interaction, without interaction

Out of phase
Disconnected
Out of phase – out of tune, out of place
Disconnected

no stars for navigation
and the compass rose full bloom
lost in the garden of forking paths
i stumbled into you

the bird he played the joker
snake charmer took a bow
when he played out on his whistle
then it all made sense somehow

when they shake us in the morning
we’re so far away from land
strange things laugh and lie in wait
for travellers and their best-laid plans

was it just a dream we had
some incantations in the sand
this solid earth
this knife that hangs above us

from distant shores on unmarked maps
to those who dream we raise our glass
and send this song to the ones who are dreaming of us

we cast ourselves into the ocean
strange horizons wait beyond the seas
never in the world could i ever have dreamed
of stranger tides than these

It’s not the makeup, but the face – it runs.
It slips away like your thoughts inside.
It’s not the makeup, but the face – it runs.
It slips away like your thoughts inside.

Do what helps.
It’s fine to keep the mask, if it helps.
It’s fine to keep the mask.

Space – It seems to go on and on forever.
But then you get to the end and a gorilla starts throwing barrels at you.
Then a gorilla starts throwing barrels at you.
Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you.
It seems to go on and on forever.
But then you get to the end and a gorilla starts throwing barrels at you.
Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you. Barrels at you.
Gorilla.
Gorilla.
Barrels at you.
Barrels at you.
Then a gorilla starts throwing barrels at you.
Gorilla barrels.
(The final frontier).
Gorilla barrels.
Gorilla barrels. Gorilla barrels.
It seems to go on and on forever. -forever -forever -forever.
It seems to go on and on forever.
It seems to go on and on forever. -forever -forever -forever.
It seems to go on and on forever.
Gorilla barrels.
Then a gorilla starts throwing barrels at you.

I don’t care if it’s the blues
Or the two step dancing on your doorstep
It could be the hep funk jazz on the street
Give it to me sister brother
Only make it tap my toes

I don’t care if it’s a slow dance
Or E D M made from MIDI stems
It’s the mayhem rhythm that I need
Beat me to a syncopated
Pulp while I tap my toes

Words may caress me
But rhythms obsess me
I have no resistance at all

I don’t care if you play bass
Or piano, baritone or alto
Rap or calypso, it’s all a joy to me
Swing it with that tempo so the
Vibrations tap my toes

[INSTR]

Choirs may be classy
Orchestras brassy
But rhythm is all that I need

I don’t care if it’s a short song
A long song, it can be a swan song
Any kind of song if it keeps me on my feet
Beat it square or make it groove
Just make it tap my toes

it’s the last days of the summer
last days of summer and i don’t care
gonna go outside and catch some rays
gonna go outside and catch the rays of the sun
let me keep some colours in my heart

last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine in my life

there is darkness coming on here
fierce times ahead, but do i care?
gotta go outside and smash my face
gotta go outside and have some broken bones
let me keep my queer energy

last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine in my life

last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine
last days of sunshine in my life

now we’re having enough of the serious stuff
let’s get some empowerment right here

now it’s queer o’clock, this is not a time to stop!
now it’s queer o’clock, this is not a time to stop!
now it’s queer o’clock, this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!
this is not a time to stop!

Snork is ok
Is ok
We’re ok

Please visit Snork
It’s not that bad
It’s almost nice

That’s Life

Welcome to life said the dead man
You’re in for a hell of a ride
There’s no more room, in that womb
So get yourself outside
School’s out! said the class clown
What are you going to do?
You got no job, that makes you a slob
But aren’t you glad that you can add two and two?

CHORUS:
That’s Life
That’s how the cookie crumbles
Nothing you can do but smile
That’s Life
Everybody stumbles
Every once in a while

Now you’re in the real world, man
It’s a good job you found a career
This is the life, for you and your wife
Isn’t that right dear?
Panic in the parenthood, Dad
Now you’ve got kids of your own
Milk and cookies instead of nookie
But the old dog still has a bone

(CHORUS)

Here’s your golden olden age, sir
This is your time to relax
Have no fears about your final years
They’ll go by in a flash!
Welcome to death said the new born baby
You knew this day would come round
It’s my turn and there’s a lot to learn
Look out world, there’s a new kid in town

(CHORUS)

I can read your mind, like I regionguess Argentina.
Which is to say: really really badly.
I just plonk in the middle and hope for the next round, sadly.

Nobody better make any sudden moves
We’re gonna remain here until your attitude improves
So your resentment doesn’t erupt on tomorrow’s news

We’re part of a culture of just pulling at threads
Without a reason, all your senselessness continues to spread
Locked in your socials, with your eyes closed to what’s straight ahead

You lay the bricks down
You choose your own tricks now
It’s up to you to be letdown
Your irresistible meltdown

You seem to think it’s time to walk into the lion’s den
You seem to forget that person you could have been
Another excuse, another dark view, another procrastinated “when”
When that “when” seems to now be your new “never”

You lay the bricks down
You choose your own tricks now
It’s up to you to be letdown
Your irresistible meltdown

No Lyrics

Instrumental with voice but no lyrics

# MyLoFy feat. Aaron – The Funniest Thing
***
I’m laughing manically
My face illuminated
By the sway of flames
Indulging in the world around me

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

There is no holding back
When turning back
Is no longer among
The favorable options

*”That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!”*
*”I don’t see how you can even watch that! You are sick!”*

Dangerous emoji
Compassionate apathy
Rational lunacy
Brutalized society

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

It’s the funniest
Thing I’ve ever seen
In my life

Dangerous emoji
Compassionate apathy
Rational lunacy
Brutalized society

Łądzi, zwałtuje kobularz. Bukieli wielli cebucyl. Firbłąd bezczy a kółża. Barła czyczy i iryłka.
Tlesensu beziniową egzoorientuję, by wizycową chobotać gestygienę. Dzielszę fanumpcję dyskonowelową, gdy telełość, bulpora deprobowa.
Smurka dziujna awarka, a doburpki zwikąt cierdził. Wózlika chrulon wingrafia i ramsowo apowum encyka.
Bawełgiel krajonosz stredowany, natyst kaport dekomiluje. Stajżowy grzedar goręrze, bo interdyt tranzech diadduje…

FIRST LAYER:

mmmmm

mmmmm hmmmm hmmmm

mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm (coughing)

mmmm mmmmm mmmmmm

mmmmm hmmmm hmmmmm

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (x2)

SECOND LAYER (starts à 0:32) :

mmmm mmmm mmmm mmmm (coughing)

(coughing)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

mmmmmmm (repeat)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

mmmm mmmm hmmmm hmmmm

mmmmm

THIRD LAYER:

mmmm mmmm hmmmm hmmmm (repeat)

c’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

(repeat again after a short pause)

ouais

c’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

again

c’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

c’est ça qu’on fourguait (repeat)

c’est ça la rime (X2)

la rime (X2)

mmmm hmmmm hmmmm (repeat)

FOURTH LAYER:

hmmmhmmm aaaahaaaahaaaaa

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

c’est ça qu’on fait c’est ça la rime

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime again

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime again

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime again

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime again

c’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

c’est ça qu’on fourguait, c’est ça qu’on fourguait (repeat)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

hmmm hmmm hmmm (repeat

ah ah ah ah ah ah-ah (repeat)

ah ah ah ah (repeat)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat, fading out)

FIFTH LAYER (starts at 00:19):

And the walk is so fucked if it spied a fire trip
I’m digging my own mind and I don’t want those
And I don’t spend my time in vain
Because the time has come and now I’m on my way
And you will hear the real right song
The real (unhearable words) that is around
And then we are here for real
and everything around is around with me

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)
OK
the fuck fuck, if they spy the buyer too
I don’t care about everything, in this poor world
And I did, do, don’t listen to this
It’s not a problem because I don’t even listen to this too

And now I’m gonna tell you the truth
I’m not here to make something good
And I’m just messing around with you
And I don’t care if I am blind

Cause I am the sun guy about to speak here on this track
And the job is for me and I will re-real lie
I will make my verse and that is needed and that is right
And I mean and they sing their song
And everybody then the sun merely around
And they all know that
They all know we are all happy of that

And everything is putting (unhearable words) on my knee [sic]
And I know (unhearable word, speeding up)

(onomatopoeias and imaginary language)


SIXTH LAYER (starts at 00:19) :

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

(long pause then fade-in, repeating again same sentence)

And everything is cool in my cool neighborhood
And I’m happy with my-yyy soucis
And I am here to think about a thing that you will know if you’re aware
Oh the end of this song this song is over soon and it will be time to put and end to this music now soon it will come the time to shut the window
It will come
Soon (repeat)

In the meanwhile I’ll be alright (X2)

In the meanwhile

SEVENTH LAYER (starts at 00:40) :

C’est ça

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

(long pause)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

Okay

(long long pause)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

encore

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime (repeat)

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime come on (repeat)

come on come on

C’est ça qu’on fourguait c’est ça la rime come on (repeat)

“Son señales” (They Are Signs)

Esa luz en la ventana – That light in the window
La memoria repentina – The sudden memory
No hay atún en la ensalada – There’s no tuna in the salad
Ya no hay golpes en la mina – No more bangs in the mine

Yo las veo en todas partes – I see them everywhere
Son señales, son señales – They are signs, they are signs
Son señales que no envía, – They are not sent signs,
pero llegan igualmente – but anyway arrive

Hace años que no viene, – Hasn’t come in years,
pero hoy quizas sea el día, – but maybe today is the day,
porque se oye en las campanas – ’cause you can hear in the bells
el trino de su alegría – the chirp of that joy

La casualidad no existe, – Casualty doesn’t exist,
no hay de eso en nuestra vida, – there’s no such thing in our lives,
y si no me está avisando – and if they aren’t warning me
es que estoy loca perdida – then I’m lost crazy

9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… we have ignition! We have liftoff!
I sent greetings on behalf of the people of our planet.
We have ignition! We have liftoff!

(Sung Binary Code)

9… 8… 7…
It’s so lonely, it’s so lonely, it’s so lonely, it’s so lonely out here,
Where am I? Where am I? Where am I? Where am I?

Voyager 1 will continue transmitting to earth for years as it dissapears into the farthest reaches of the solar system.

(Sung Binary Code)

It takes 22 hours for a signal from Earth just to reach you.

For years. Years. Years.
So Lonely.
Years.
I send years.
Where am I?
Voyager 1.

(Sung Binary Code)

Power fading.
Where am I? Where am I? Where am I?
Where is my power?
I can’t hear you.

Voyager 1 will continue transmitting for earth for years as it dissapears into the outer reaches of the solar system.

I can’t hear you. Where am I?
I send greetings on behalf of Voyager 1.
Voyager 1 spacecraft is communicating again to ground control.

(Sung Binary Code)

I can hear you. I’m an explorer. I’m out here. I’m here.
I send greetings on behalf of the people of our planet.
Communicating Again

(Sung Binary Code)

Communicating Again.

(Sung Binary Code)

(Them)
You. Are. Not. Right.

(Mermaid)
Come swim with me!

In a world divided, we’re standing tall
Can’t ignore the flames, can’t let it fall
Caught in a storm of fear and hate
Fighting brothers is a bitter fate

In the land of voices screaming out
The liar’s weapon is the seed of doubt
A nation torn by fraud and lies
But from the ashes as brothers we’ll rise

Face the fire, confront the flames
Forge your resolve, reject their claims
United we’ll stand, divided we’ll fall
Come together, for destiny’s call

Won’t fight fire using flame,
In the desert we will be the rain
And our hearts are open wide
For the lost ones we will be a guide

Face the fire, confront the flames (Confront the flames)
Forge your resolve, reject their claims
United we’ll stand, divided we’ll fall
Come together, for destiny’s call

Let Pinocchio spread his lies
His heart of wood, it beats for no one but himself
He’ll never be a real boy,
He leaves no space for others on Geppetto’s shelf

Let Pinocchio spread his lies
For people walking in the dark, fine burns his shite
The truth is like the sun,
when she comes out, nothing’s brighter than her light

Face the fire, confront the flames (Confront the flames)
Forge your resolve, reject their claims
united we’ll stand, divided we’ll fall
Come together, for destiny’s call

Face the fire, (Let Pinocchio spread his lies) confront the flames (Confront the flames)
Forge your resolve, reject their claims (The truth is like the sun)
united we’ll stand, divided we’ll fall
Come together, for destiny’s call

Hello my Dear
Laiiii, laaaai, laaaaaiii…
Whuooo, Wohaaaa, Whuooooo…
Hello?
Hello My Dear.

You are a friend.

One thousand marching men,
One thousand stitches sewn,
Every seam and every hem,
Prepared in ladies home.

One thousand tiny guns,
Point towards the sky,
One thousand soldier-sons,
Whom on this day may die.

One thousand mums at home,
Eagerly they wait,
In fear of being shown,
One thousand twists of fate.

One thousand beating drums,
Sound them off to war,
One thousand marching chums,
March forevermore.

They’re never coming back,
Those marching friends of old,
One thousand wives will always lack,
Loving hands to hold.

One thousand children born,
One thousand little boys,
One thousand mothers torn,
By one thousand army toys.

— Brielle Labingi

Innocent

I’d never get hammered in the afternoon
Or install a secret camera in your room

I’d never soil myself on the stairs
Or be naked in your bed unawares

I’d never kick the dog out the door
Or leave the stash lying on the floor

I’d never pass out on the tram
Or act like I didn’t just give a damn

Coz I’m the most innocent man in the world.
Coz I’m the most innocent man in the world

I’d never take the cash from your bag
Or smash your stuff when I’m on the rag

I’d never kick the neighbour in his parts
Or spend the day saving up my farts

I’d never tell you what to wear
Or make you think I’ve had an affair

I’d never pass out on your nan
Or act like I just don’t give a damn

20 24 I don’t use Facebook no more – Instagram just as bad
TikTok had to stop – n try Bluesky
Mastodon best I have had
Snapchat, YouTube – get some lube
Get outta bed get on Threads

The Fediverse got more choices
You’re gonna hear a lot more voices
Music and culture, technology
Might even find some – biology

Gonna have to do alittle better
Most of the world is on Meta
The big brands aren’t leavin’ X – any time soon
Maybe never

In the halls of stone, a feast was set that day
To celebrate the wedding, of a daughter of the Frey
The great house of the north, came to put their grudge aside
What they couldn’t know was, their leadership would die

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery on a crimson tide

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery is where honour died

Underneath the banners, the folk did laugh and cheer
But in the shadows lurked a plot, whispered low for some to hear
Robb Stark, the Young Wolf, led his men into the fray
But betrayal’s blade awaited, to cut his hopes away

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery on a crimson tide

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery is where honour died

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery on a crimson tide

Oh, Red Wedding
Treachery is where honour died

There was a distant land
Ruled by a wizard’s hand
One day a dragon came by
Who had an evil plan
The serpent did demand
Massive amounts of gold
Or he would burn the world
Or so it was foretold

“You are mere Puny Beast”
Cried the wizard, with his might,
“One I can stand the least
So you’d better take flight”
The Wizard grabbed his staff
He thought “This won’t take long!”
Then he began to cast
And he prepared the Spell Song™

A dusty cloud hung
in the air over our scene
And the Wizard and dragon
prepared their next routine
Bloodied and battle-scarred
They had a moment’s rest
And said their final words
B’fore finding out who’s best

“I thought you were a man”
Laughed the firey lizard
“Yet your magic is weak
So much for a great wizard”
The Wizard stood up straight
“I think you’ll find you’re wrong,
Prepare to meet your fate!”
As he began the Spell Song™

S A U C I S S E
S A U C I S S E
S A U C I S S E
S A U C I S S E

SAUCISSE

S A U C I S S E
S A U C I S S E

SAUCISSE

Saucisse
Sausage
Salciccia
Wurst
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Worst
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Worst
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Worst
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SAUCISSE

S Saucisse
A Sausage
U Salciccia
C Wurst
I ソーセージ
S Salchicha
S Worst
E Saucisse

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U Salciccia
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SAUCISSE

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U Salciccia
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SAUCISSE

Six o’clock in the morning, I wake up
Got my gun under my head with plenty shot
‘Cause I saw that movie, Terminator Groovy
Last night on TV and now hype me like a boy
Because I’m afraid, that he will come and get me
Shut me down with his pump gun like a mad-g
But what should I do?
Now I must go to school
Six fucking lessons and then hanging with the crew
I told them about my problems
Really really got them
but they just laughed
and I know I’m gonna fxxx them

I know I’m gonna fxxx them

I am TV-Sick
I am TV-Sick
I am TV-Sick

Eight o’clock in the evening, on the track
still on the run and my head is getting fat
‘Cause I am never loosing
Trying to confuse him
Running and Running with my gun
I am never using

‘Cause shut him down, is the only thing you need to
and if you don’t do what I told you, he will beat you

So what should I do? Acting like a fool
Playing this game instead of hanging with the crew
I told them about my problems
Really really got them
but they just laughed
and I know I’m gonna fxxx them

I know I’m gonna fxxx them

I am TV-Sick
I am TV-Sick
I am TV-Sick
I am Sick, Sick
I am TV-Sick
I am Sick, Sick
I am TV-Sick
Sick

VERSE 1
She’s not perfect and neither am I
I’m a walking disaster
And she’s got baggage,
Baggage at least a mile high
But she’s able to plaster
The crack and the scars
The marks that built this hole inside my soul

PRE CHORUS
I wonder why she stays
Or will this all just go away?

CHORUS
She’s all of me
I can’t believe
She’s here with me
She’s all of me

VERSE 2
She’s not perfect and neither am I
I’m still a walking disaster
And she’s got baggage,
Baggage that’s still a mile high
She’s still able to plaster
The crack and the scars
The marks that built this hole inside my soul

PRE CHORUS
I wonder why she stays
Or will this all just go away?

CHORUS
She’s all of me
I can’t believe
She’s here with me
She’s all of me
She’s all of me

I have maps of memories of where I’ve been
You were there with me and what I see
When I look at you now, I’d rather be there

It’s been hard to accept I have control of my
Life with you not in it, close to my own limit
I ask rhetorical questions about emotional investments
I will always be the sum of my parts and that includes you in my past

Love is the strangest thing you can feel
I’ll carry pieces of us forever

All this iron cage contains
A reflection of your pain
Full of regrets, all your shame
So you keep it locked away

Sleep, now rest your eyes
While we live in lullabies
It should come as not surprise
While you’re sleeping, we’re alive

Welcome to your oasis
Your oasis
Welcome to your oasis
You can’t escape this

We move in and out of dreams
Crossing over conscious streams
Leaving here by any means
Cut the ties and sever strings

Break in, break out, go home
You sold secrets not your own
Have some fun, enjoy the show
You should really let it go

Let it go

Welcome to your oasis
Your oasis
Welcome to your oasis
You can’t escape this

They left like you did
Turned your back to the world and hid
Under all the lies you lived
And we know where you are
Even though you got so far
You’ve still got your greedy heart

Welcome to your oasis
Your oasis
Welcome to your oasis
You can’t escape this

You can’t escape your oasis

A number on a page is easy to ignore
But beyond it there is something more
The eyes of a child staring into your soul
Asking why… did you let me die?

When the screams of a child
Is the soundtrack of your life
When raining death and destruction
Is what you think makes you right

There are no words
There are no words

This is a song
That can’t right any wrong
It is a lullaby
For those that are gone

il a la tête en bois
il a des mains à la place des doigts et ils sont palmés
et quand il parle
les mots s’écrivent en vrai
crivent en vrai

son oeil est une prison
dans laquelle tout le monde chante à l’unison et fait la ron
de de nuit l’image de tableau de nuit
bleau de nuit
oh

il a coeur de mal il est maudit
son lit le journal il est maudit

poupoudoutou pa pa
il a moisi il est tout plat et il a perdu la tête
de bord et il a voilé la face de dent
face de dent

les dents de plat la dent
dans le plat il aplatit la dent de son ennemi qui
a voté pour la voté pour la scie dent
la scie dent
oh

il a coeur de mal il est maudit
son lit le journal il est maudit

il a la tête en bois
il a des mains à la place des doigts et ils sont palmés
et quand il parle
les mots s’écrivent en vrai
crivent en vrai

son oeil est en prison
la forme de l’oeil a l’uni son nos voix pour trop parler
de parler de l’image limé parler
trop parler
oh

il a coeur de mal il est maudit
son lit le journal il est maudit

Mare

Talk to me
Stay with me for a while
And see
Things I kept inside
Fields of green
Endless summer days
All long gone
Like whispers in the haze

Faces change
Like seasons come and go
Rearrange
The stories life bestows
And somewhere
A glimpse of what could be
Now and then
A gaze that touches me

Curious eyes
In corridors of hope
Dreams unfold
Where broken spirits cope
Question linger
In moments that we share
Paths unknown
Waiting if we dare

Though met her at a party full of drugs and booze
It’d be eight years til I see her nude
But she gave me one kid then she gave me two
She gave me two, she gave me two

She builds me up
She Knocks me out
There is no doubt
My love

[Prelude]

Come witness
the death
of a nation
———–
built off greed
and exploitation
———–
they say we
free
but we live
in segregation
———–
The American Dream’s
a nightmare
———–
because everyday
we live in fear
———–
the sky
will turn grey
and bullets
———–
[Chorus]

With a click -clack
BANG
———–
All my hope is gone
I’m left with
all this pain
———–
Institutionalized
by lies I’m
told to think
———–
Got a
new AK
Ima load
it make it
spray
———–
And you’ll never
be the same
———–
[Hook]
With a Click
Clack BANG X3

Lil Man Shoot
away his pain
lil man shoot
away his pain
———–
Lil Man Shoot
away his pain
allowed by
the NRA
———–
Lil Man shoot
away his pain
blame it on
videogames
because you’ll
never everyday
be the same
———–
[verse one]

Born in the USA
Land of the free
and the slain
———–
Gotta past
full of pain
———–
Some cope shoot
dope in
the veins
———–
Others cope
with a bullet
to your brain
———–
Politicians want
to say:
“Hey can you
settle down
we all wanna see
some peace”
———–
Fuck your peace
———–
I can fine
dope on the
street but
I can’t find
a cheap place
to sleep
———–
ya Bun’ dat
———–
[Bridge]

Wonder where
The parents at?
———–
They’re all
dead in jail
at work
you know
———–
Telling us
to get
a job
what job they’ve
long been gone
they go
———–
Can’t afford
mental health
so I’ll go
and shoot
my pain
———–
And you’ll
never ever
be the same
———–
[Chorus]
[Hook]

[Verse 1]

En pelkää

Internationalization is a cool thing
It’s good for you, it’s good for me, let’s make it happen
But don’t forget where you came from all the history
What made you you, be proud ’cause all that is your story

[Verse 2]

I don’t want there to be just the only language
Sure, everybody would understand every message
It’s really not worth it so keep your identity
Open your eyes and see

[Chorus]

En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, se on fine
En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, minä se vain
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, se on fine
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, ole paras versio itsestäs ain

[Interlude]

It’s pretty catchy, isn’t it?
Anyway…

[Verse 3]

Other than that I don’t really have that much to say
I just hope that I made it clear as a summer’s day
Be proud of your own identity
It’s good for you and me

[Chorus]

En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, se on fine
En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, minä se vain
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, se on fine
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, ole paras versio itsestäs ain

[Verse 4]

Take my advice to heart, promise you will keep it there
What I told you, what you heard just now, please take care
It’ll hopefully keep you right as rain
So there will be less pain

[Chorus]

En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, se on fine
En pelkää
Minä olen mitä olen, minä se vain
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, se on fine
En pelkää
Sinä olet mitä olet, ole paras versio itsestäs ain

Ole paras versio itsestäs ain

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English translation for the chorus:

[I’m] not afraid
I am what I am, that is fine
[I’m] not afraid
I am what I am, I’m just me
[I’m] not afraid
You are what you are, that is fine
[I’m] not afraid
You are what you are, always be the best version of yourself

I will get lost in your eyes
and follow you into the wilde
and forget about my stupid little human life

I will get lost in your touch
and eat just as much
as I need to forget about
my silly human woes

come take me away
til forever and a day

Come on come on
Take me away
To the land of the fairies
Where everyone’s gay

I’ve seen all the things
that I needed to see
Now I want to dance
with the Goblin Prince and be free

I’m not counting your teeth
or the fingers on your hand
I’ll write my name on a paper
and follow to your land

I’m not counting hours
not thinking of days
Forget all I knew
about time or space

fake politics / fake philosophy / fake art / fake news
fake movies / fake music / Fake tv / fake news

fake war / fake peace / fake identity / fake news
fake medicine / fake science / fake masks / fake news

fake gender / fake celebrity / fake social media / fake news
fake operating system / fake phones / fake apps / fake news

fake musk / fake trump / fake murdoch / fake news
fake amazon / fake google / fake microsoft / fake news

fake love / fake death / fake planet / fake news
fake truths / fake lies / fake culture / fake news

Fake you / fake me / fake reality / fake news
Fake you / fake me / fake off / fake news

The moon plays tricks on your sense of scale
You can hide it with your thumb but it’s the size of Australia
Some people ask why it’s at its best when
It’s low in the sky, but that’s asking the wrong question

It’s not an illusion
The marvelous wheel
The big moon’s real

Silent, floating, a flower of stone
Levitating mountain, golden and lonely
You can’t look away and time seems to stop
And then three hours later, look up: it’s a milk bottle top

It’s not an illusion
The marvelous wheel
The big moon’s real

Postmarked The Stars
(Verse 1-Acoustic)
Dear Elizabeth, Here we are
We finally made it to the stars
In this time of wonder and place of dreams
Where the impossible is just what it seems

(jam break)
(Verse 2)
Planning this for so many years
There were times I thought we’d never get here
So much time and so much sweat
Now we’re flying our own rocket

(Pre-chorus)
Do you remember when they called us crazy?
They said the stars are not for us
Hear this message and come join me
Elizabeth, the stars are ours!

(Chorus)
We used to think it was all out of reach
And the future we sought was forever too far
But I’m sending you love from distant space
…Postmarked, The Stars

(Verse 3)
What a world we find ourselves now on
Where humanity might see a new dawn
Who could have known it would be this way
This is our world and we’re here to stay

(Pre-chorus)
Do you remember when they called us crazy?
They said the stars are not for us
Hear this message and come join me
Elizabeth, the stars are ours!

(Chorus)
We used to think it was all out of reach
And the future we sought was forever too far
But I’m sending you love from distant space
…Postmarked, The Stars







(Break)
And there is life here
And it welcomes man
We can live in peace
Now I understand

(Verse 4)
The culmination of ten thousand years
To establish this next frontier
A life from which we won’t return
Light years away from Mother Earth

(Pre-chorus)
Do you remember when they called us crazy?
They said the stars are not for us
Hear this message and come join me
Elizabeth, the stars are ours!

(Chorus)
So join me now, dear Elizabeth
At this home by a distant star
Postmarked to you from farthest space
Yours, with love, David.

[Verse 1]
Pharmacy, neon lights, red cross, big signs
Corner store, overpass and lines
Motorbike, car horn, bus stop
Plastic wrap, tip jar, pesticide

Chewing gum, bubble tea, take out dine in
Stencil spray, red blue green tape
I believe you’re not to blame
I believe you’re not to

[Verse 2]
The only place in the world that I don’t hate
Is my bed when my clock strikes eight
Past ten, gimme two more, might check again
Another day goes to waste, I don’t care

Bring it back, I want to be entertained
Just to laugh at the feline impulse to be constrained
Four walls, plus two, take one, that’s a well
For us to live in as pennies fell

(You can blame me for everything
But you know what you did)

[Repeat Verse 1]

I got clouds in my head and I’m feeling kinda dizzy.
My eyes kinda hurt and my hair is all frizzy.
This jacket smells bad and I stepped in something squishy.
I’m feeling kinda hungry, so I gotta get busy.

Walking to the beat and everything is gritty.
Boarded up houses but the gardens look pretty.
Get with the crew and we start to get giddy.
We’re drawn down the street by the promise of the city.

I may fall today,
But I don’t need no confession.
It doesn’t hurt to pray,
But I’ve still got my depression.
Searching for some brains,
It’s kinda my obsession.
I think it’s safe to say,
All zombies go to heaven.

You can see the meat hanging out to dry.
They think they’re safe and believe that lie.
But behind their walls they start to cry.
They see us coming and we won’t die.

We are the hoard and we grow every day.
Making it in a world decayed.
We can’t talk. Got nothing to say,
Paying the price that we all have to pay.

I may fall today,
But I don’t need no confession.
It doesn’t hurt to pray,
But I’ve still got my depression.
Searching for some brains,
It’s kinda my obsession.
I think it’s safe to say,
All zombies go to heaven.
All zombies go to heaven.
I may fall today,
But I don’t need no confession.
It doesn’t hurt to pray,
But I’ve still got my depression.
Searching for some brains,
It’s kinda my obsession.
I think it’s safe to say,
All zombies go to heaven.
All zombies go to heaven.
All zombies,
Go to heaven.

I don’t want to think
about how this is starting to
have meaning for me
cos I won’t be afraid
to leave

I don’t want to stay
around when you’re starting to
reach for me
I guess I shouldn’t be alone
with you

I don’t want to hear
about how you’re starting to
have feelings for me
cos I won’t be the same
without you

Fire me straight into a falling star
Let’s get up outta here don’t care how far

Take a look around and see
The world is on fire
What kind of future can there be
When we’re down to the wire
So many are numb to truth
What more do you need for proof
This world is running out of time

Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
The fact of the matter
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
The world is in tatters
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We don’t have forever
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We’re all in this together
Open your eyes

What will it take for you to see
The world’s getting darker
How can you deny reality
When it’s just getting starker
Guided by your false prophets
Just lying for sake of profit
This world is running out of time

Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
The time is upon us
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
You just need to be honest
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We don’t have forever
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We’re all in this together
Open your eyes

You have to wake up and see the truth
And open up your mind
All that’s around you is the proof
That we’re running out of time

Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
The time is upon us
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
You just need to be honest
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We don’t have forever
Open your eyes
It’s only then that you can see
We are all in this together
Open your eyes

Open your eyes

Two weeks of spring
Then there are six months of summer

Watch the asphalt melt
Pray your swamp cooler works
Shop at Stater Brothers
For two hours in the afternoon
Pray It gets dark soon

In the night, the heat enters your dreams
somehow the swamp cooler pads burst into flames
Melting the pump. You realize that you must go to the Home Depot at 3 in the morning and wait till they open to buy the few remaining cooler parts
You pile the animals into your car and go
As you are waiting in the Home Depot parking lot
The grid goes down and the Home Depot can’t open because the computers are down and the employees can’t make change
Then miraculously Ken Layne’s voice comes booming out of the Home Depot or is it inside your head.
“Go home you people, you have no right to be in the desert. You don’t respect it!”
But Ken, haven’t you lived all over the place starting with Louisiana?

> Welcome to the mesmerising tapestry of the African savannah.
> The golden hues of the sunset cast a warm glow upon the vast landscape.
> Zebras graze peacefully,
> and giraffes’ graceful silhouettes traverse the horizon.
> But something here is not quite right.
> As you can see, the aardvarks are… misaligned.

Recklessly joyful oblivious elephants
Stampeded without a care
All meditating in deep contemplation
The aardvarks were caught unaware
And that is how they lost their way.

> These sad creatures stare listlessly into the distance.
> It’s hard to watch.
> They stand confused and vacant:
> Is there any hope left?

[Orycteropus afer]

Since the encounter with perilous pachyderms
Things took a turn for the worse.
Misaligned aardvarks are no laughing matter
It shattered their whole universe.
Now they must try to re-align.

[Orycteropus afer]

> But wait! What’s this?
> Is that… a shaman?!
> Extraordinary!
> He’s collecting them together.
> They seem to be starting to chant!

Orycteropus
Orycteropus
Orycteropus
Orycteropus afer!

> It’s working!

… and now the aardvarks are aligned.