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Fun Fact About Me
I write dark, metal lyrics a lot
What Recording Tools do You Use?
Garageband
Open Mic
On My Feet
Still absorbing the Nice, France attack by another chickenshit terrorist and had to vent:UPDATE: I threw together a quick demo. Now, I am not a hippy-hoppity kinda guy, so please be gentle!! The genre just seemed to fit the song.https://www.dropbox.com/s/gaip68sz1zqho7h/Die%20On%20My%20Feet%20-%207_16_16%2C%2012.51%20PM.mp3?dl=0Blood running in the streetNew York, London, Paris under fireAttacks by coward demons from hellTension tight as a piano wireFollowers of a false prophetKilling raping those that can’t resistHundreds of thousands sufferingHelpless before evils bloody fistThe time is now to fight this satanWe cannot wait another dayThis hellish fire is spreadingIf we do not stand together they’ll wipe us all awayThey say “We must destroy the infidelBelieve the book of deathAnyone not with usRip away their final breath”This is the mind of the massacring kindLet’s take the fight to them kick their behindWant to go to Allah? We’ll set up the meetI won’t live on my knees I’ll die on my feetMen women children all marked for deathTheir vicious hatred knows no boundsBut they only assault the unsuspectingNot enough balls to meet on even groundsBut some of us won’t turn away and ignoreAll the liberties you bastards have takenI’ll change your mind wind an ounce of leadAnd plug the hole in your empty head with bacon They say “We must destroy the infidel Believe the book of death Anyone not with us Rip away their final breath” This is the mind of the massacring kind Let’s take the fight to them kick their behind Want to go to Allah? We’ll set up the meet I won’t live on my knees I’ll die on my feet
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Ice Age
Walking through this worldPeople on every sideWading through the multitudesWhile I’m sad and alone insideChildhood friends all goneLoved ones passed awayI feel so cold and isolatedSeems worse every passing dayAin’t no end in sightLivin’ in this ice ageAin’t no hope in sightLivin’ in this ice ageDon’t think I can make it through the nightLivin’ in this ice ageMy heart it feels so hollowNothin’ seems to fill the voidI’d give my soul to make it stopWhere are you when I need you Dr. Freud?If this is my only pathwayNo exit ramp for me to takeIs it worthwhile bothering to finishThis nightmare from which I can’t awakeAin’t no end in sightLivin’ in this ice ageAin’t no hope in sightLivin’ in this ice ageDon’t think I can make it through the nightLivin’ in this ice age
How about this instead ... No laptopNo new smart phone
LOL! Yeah, I thought the same thing when I was writing it, Jonathan, but it felt right so I just rolled with it.Thanks for the kind feedback!
Get Outta Jail Free Card
Another day Another dimeThere’s better ways To spend my time A rat in the raceNeed to get outta the cageTime to make a changeTurn over a new page No pagerNo cellular phoneWant the worldTo just leave me aloneLife is for livinWe work too damn hardSo I’m cashin’ inMy get out of jail free card Too much of this worldWhere I’ve never beenThat’s why God made itSeems not goin’s a sin A nomad’s existenceThat’s what I really craveSo I could say I’ve done it allBefore I go to my grave No pagerNo cellular phoneWant the worldTo just leave me aloneLife is for livinWe work too damn hardSo I’m cashin’ inMy get out of jail free card I know it’s not for everyoneBut my heart longs to exploreNo suit and tie to bind meNo name in gold letters on a door No pagerNo cellular phoneWant the worldTo just leave me aloneLife is for livinWe work too damn hardSo I’m cashin’ inMy get out of jail free card
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No worries, sir. I appreciate the kind thought
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I am not a paying member, so sadly, I cannot.But thanks, sir!
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Wanderins' In My Blood
I don’t have a fortuneOr a big house on the hillNever came close to thatI reckon I never willNever had a bankrollI live from hand to mouthBut I’ve made my way around the worldEast to west north to southI’ve kissed a thousand ladies lipsAnd partied through the dawnWatched the sunrise climbed the peaksMy trail goes on and onJust can’t settle down for long‘Cause wanderins’ in my bloodI don’t have a fancy carOr a custom tailored suitHappy in my old blue jeans And this scuffed up pair of bootsPeople tell me I’m a foolI should have the future in my mindBut I think they’re the foolsCause when you die you leave it all behindI’ve kissed a thousand ladies lipsAnd partied through the dawnWatched the sunrise climbed the peaksMy trail goes on and onJust can’t settle down for long‘Cause wanderins’ in my blood
I Dream Of A Day
I dream of a dayWhere hurtin’ doesn’t existNot sure where the pain is gonna goJust know it won’t be missedI dream of a dayWhere nobody feels hateWhere we can live as oneNow wouldn’t that be great?I dream of a dayFree from the work and toilTo have the time as my ownShake free of the clocks coilWhen a man’s go nothing else They’ll never take his dreams awayWhen all else is taken from youThe hopes and dreams will stayI hope real soon they all come trueI dream of a dayI dream of a dayWhen every person will know loveEveryone would wear a smileAnd their hearts shine like the sun aboveI dream of a dayWhere no one sleeps in the streetWhere we step up to help othersAnd all have a roof and shoes on their feetI dream of a dayWhen people forget how to destroyAnd remember how to create insteadAnd this world is no longer Satan’s’ toyWhen a man’s go nothing else They’ll never take his dreams awayWhen all else is taken from youThe hopes and dreams will stayI hope real soon they all come trueI dream of a day
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