Saturday, September 10, 2011

i never said you were to blame

there's nothing you can explain
that'll take away this pain
the dark night will soon end
but the fiery sun comes again

i never said you were to blame
there were no rules to this game
the wind blew you from here
and whispered things in my ear

things have lost their appeal
faded numbness with no feel
just leave me alone
don't call me on the phone

i never said you were to blame
there were no rules to this game
the wind blew you from here
and whispered things in my ear

Saturday, August 27, 2011

grey notes



i woke up in my dream
but you said it was yours
the confusion made you scream
so i walked out the door

i took the elevator
to the bottom of the moon
i ordered a plate of 'taters
but they had no spoons
(funny i used a spoon asa slide 4 recording)(yes, i'm sic like that)
i came across six tight ropes
that i tried to walk across
but a big hand plucked all my hopes
and like grey notes i was tossed

sound can't travel thru space
but i could still hear your scream
and we just stay right in place
in the parking lot of the dreams

Thursday, August 25, 2011

i walk on egg shells


..good..yeah ..

out of the blue, a sour look on her face
she gets louder and picks up the pace
old emotions barge into the room,
as logic leaves, our discussion is doomed.

so i walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good...yeah ..

you never know when a storm's coming in
so i keep my galoshes, and a bottle of gin
maybe tomorrow she'll say i was right
but i know b-better during a fight

so i'll walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good..yeah ..

i said i'll walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good..yeah ..

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

just hop on a bus



some people like to put you down
use you and abuse you, to keep you on the ground
these are the one's we never will reach
but why dwell in hell, when you can head to the beach

and if you got no car just hop on a bus
and if you got no mula then call one of us
and if the connection is lost then just walk down the street
cuz there's life to be lived and loved ones to meet

some people like to close the blinds
smoke it and toke it and live online
they may find comfort in this vacuum
but you'll only get lonley so just leave the room

and if you got no car just hop on a bus
and if you got no mula then call one of us
and if the connection is lost then just walk down the street
cuz there's life to be lived and loved ones to meet

Saturday, June 4, 2011

oh, baby be mine right now!

ok quick factoid ...i wrote a riff dat i digged but when i played vs chords...sounded weak? ok weaker than my style..so i started "humbling" humming/mumbling...and came up with rhymes more fit for female...now u understand the intro...i am not talented but this song touched up done by pro female group could be hot...maybe???


you know i dont know why
you say bye
whenever i say hi
to a guy
cuz you're my only pie
in the sky
cross my heart and hope to die

you know i don't know how
you cry foul
whenever i'm around
with the crowd
cuz you're the only pal
for this gal
oh baby be mine right now


oh baaa -by be mine
right now,
somehow
oh baaa -by be mine
right now,
somehow

do you remember when
we were ten
and the letters you sent
now and then
was it all just pretend
my best friend
oh don't let this be the end

oh baaa -by be mine
right now,
somehow
oh baaa -by be mine
right now,
somehow

Friday, June 3, 2011

i'm sorry

im sorry for getting mad
im sorry for making you sad
but im not sorry for saying things i shouldnt have
of!


im sorry for asking you why
im sorry for making you cry
but im not sorry youre not my
love!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

terrible two's

terrible two's terrible two's
learning things i never knew
exploring the world and curious too

ripping books and eating glue
sticking my hand in my poo
why i got spanked? i haven't a clue

i guess learning is taboo
so i'll just sit here and watch the tube
terrible two's terrible two's

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

SPECK

oh, i'm just a speck
walking on a speck
spinning in a speck of time

and you're just a speck
so what the heck
put you're lil' hand in mine

oh, i'm just a speck
walking on a speck
spinning in a speck of time

and your just a speck
but no disrespect
so baby please be mine

stop worrying about tomorrow cuz the fortune teller lies
curiosity kills the cat and could murder the surprise
and Love may not exist in this 3-D space
but i get a giddy feeling whenever i see your face

oh, i'm just a speck
walking on a speck
spinning in a speck of time

gee it's no hi-tech
but if you never check
you'll never know what you may find

and if you hide in castles and build more walls
eventually they too will fall
they say love is blind but it's better than hate
so open your eyes hear some fate

oh, i'm just a speck
walking on a speck
spinning in a speck of time

and you're just a speck
so what the heck
put you're lil' hand in mine

yes, i'm just a speck
walking on a speck
spinning in a speck of time

and your just a speck
but no disrespect
so baby please be mine

RIP MDE

i decided suicide
i saw the few people who cried
and i thought the wells of life had all dried
so i came back for one more ride

still no one was truly on my side
but i no longer needed to confide
something buried deep inside
that i no longer needed to hide

since birth they give rules to abide
but things are different since i died
none of there rules no longer applied
this new life is only mine to decide

Monday, May 2, 2011

the sandlot


hey, how long ... has it been
do you remember when we were friends
do you think we could ever play again
or was it really, truly the end

we had so much fun at the old sand lot
i remember every play and ball that you caught
but i can't remember why we ever fought
our team we won but i lost a lot

at night we would reminisce about the day's ball game
and joke and dream about our future fame
and some of our successes, sure they came
but it never, ever felt the same...

as the fun we had at the old sand lot
i remember every play and ball that you caught
but i can't remember why we ever fought
our team we won but i lost a lot

oh, the fun we had at the old sand lot
i remember every play and ball that you caught
but i can't remember why we ever fought
our team we won but i lost a lot

oh, the fun we had at the old... sand...
(i got it, i got it, i got it, i got it!)
lot.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

cuckoo, cuckoo

were living in denial
cuz were all certifiable
and create different ways
to explain different days
and make-up these phases
for different ages
but nothings ever changed
we're all still deranged
it's only when we think were alright
that the straight jacket should be on tight


crying baby, terrible twos,
teenages years, mid life crisis too
grumpy old man, dementia
cuckoo, cuckoo

gloomy weather,and tonights a full moon
i had too much to drink this afternoon
pms, too much stress
it's not me cuz it's you
cuckoo cuckoo

post partum blues
empty nest syndrum
nothing to do
my life is a zoo
just plain bad news
cuckoo cuckoo

Thursday, April 21, 2011

human beings



oh, human beings
are your mirrors clean

oh, human beings
are your mirrors clean

oh, human beings
oh, human beings
i see conniving fiends
hooked on dopamine

your logic is toxic
and your love unseen
oh human beings
please tell me
it's just a dream

oh, human beings
are your mirrors clean

oh, human beings
are your mirrors clean

oh, human beings
oh, human beings
i see conniving fiends
hooked on dopamine

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

misinformation


knowledge is power
and ignorance is bliss
but misinformation
makes me feel like this

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHH !

SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
YOU FUCKIN LIAR!
SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
YOU'RE PANTS ARE ON FIRE!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHH !

guitar solo

and the end
is my only friend
so just open the door
cuz i aint knockin' no more

Monday, April 18, 2011

we'll try to be cool



we'll try to be cool n get along
we'll drink some beer n sing some songs
but brother let me tell you, there aint nuthing wrong,
with speakin ur mind, when the feelins are strong.

you can't get well, if you wasn't sick
just one of life's cruel little tricks

we'll try to be cool n get along
we'll drink some beer n sing some songs
but brother let me tell you, there aint nuthing wrong,
with speakin ur mind, when the feelins are strong

Saturday, April 16, 2011

The Water of Eden

most headaches are caused by dehydration
that's why they prescribe a glass of water with the medication
the drugs they sell are just a gimmick
they sell to us when we're sick

spring water is naturally alkaline
but they filter the minerals out and put poisons in
so we have to filter out the flouride and chlorine
and add a little baking soda or sea salt right on in

Dr. Batman discovered something while he was in jail
that water alone can cure many of life's ails
yes, The Water Cure's the book that you should be reading
and drinking lots water from the Garden of Eden

plumbs of wisdumb

you often get upset when i don't pull the weeds
but i'm just trying to do my good deed
cuz i always hear you crying, when you read stories
about the destruction of the rain forest

you're usually quite upset, when i enjoy a juicy steak
but the quick death we offer is for their sake
cuz if we freed all those farm animals into the wild
they'd get eaten alive, in a horrific style

Friday, April 15, 2011

just plain crazy

it's so complex
that i can't explain it
but even if i could
could you ever attain it?

yet it's so simple
to bother to talk about
so just take a deep breath
and you'll figure it out

so stop trying to diagnose me
with these exotic diseases
cuz i'm just plain crazy
like Buddha or Jesus

the lazy, drunk race

they took their time, they took their siestas
they drank tequila, and not just during fiestas
some people called them, the lazy, drunk race
so they put down the bottle and picked up the pace

because they were proud, they worked really hard
but stress took it's toll, and caught them off guard
so they went to the doctor, who prescribed them some pills
and told them to take time to meditate, and lie very still

...

Monday, April 4, 2011

S.H.I.T.



i wrote this song i call shit
i'm not so sure you'll like it
i wrote it when i was constipated
i'm pretty sure you'll hate it

Sure Happy It's Thursday

stench was so bad i had to open the door
wonder what it was i ate before
writing down lyrics and planning a caper
shame i had to use all the toilet paper

Sure Happy It's Thursday

there were bits of corn in my crap
hey, you gonna be long in there
i tried to lush but the flusher went snap
hurry up i got to go to work
toilet overflowing and spilling on the ground
at least light a match or something
splishing and splashing an inspiring sound

Sure Happy It's Thursday

Sunday, April 3, 2011

oh, khinh!


oh, khinh you make me sing
dance around and everything
and i really believe
that the clouds are gonna leave

oh, khinh you make me sing
dance around and everything
and i really know
that the rain is gonna go

oh, khinh you make me sing
dance around and everything
and i i can do is pray
that you feel the same way

orbitless star


orbitless star
you are so far
deep in space
you have no place

the universe
can seem like a curse
but the sun burns so bright
to bring forth the light

so orbitless star
please take your part
and join this old mess
we call the universe

momma


momma, please make me some tea
i'm getting sick, pull a blaket over me
your comforting hands on my cheek and my forehead
knows more than what any themometer ever said

momma, you were always there when i needed you
and somehow you always knew just what to do
when i was sick, you poured chicken soup in my bowl
when i was conflicted, you prayed for my soul

i can never repay, all that is due
just remember, that i'll always love you
just remember, that i'll always love you

beer may kill

beer may kill a few brain cells
maybe they sucked anyways
TV and school will infect your cells
then you'll do exactly what they say

beer may kill a few brain cells
but maybe they'll grow back in a couple of days
TV and school will infect your cells
and you wont understand what i say

if you read a book of lies
you may feel drugged and hypnotized
but if you have an ice cold beer
you may see things a bit more clear

if you watch the latest premeire
they may be programming one of your hemispheres
but if you drink an ice cold bud
you soon get some courage in your blood

cuz beer may kill a few brain cells
but maybe they sucked anyways
oh, TV and school will infect your cells
and then you'll do exactly what they say

cuz beer may kill a few brain cells
but maybe they'll grow back in a couple of days
oh, TV and school will infect your cells
and then you wont understand what i say

furry feline


my dear sweet friend i wish you were a furry feline
so that i can kill you, yes i want to kill you eight more times

cuz killing you once just isnt enough
1.first i'll sic my dog on you ruff, ruff, ruff

then i'll take you up to the highest penthouse suite
2.throw you out the window hope you land on your feet

3. i'll tie up a stone to your big fat tail
then push you off the plank during my afternoon sail

4.i'll chop off your feet to see if they're lucky
5.then fry you like a chicken in ol' kentucky

6. i'll even put you on an electric chair
7. and you'll choke on a hair ball when i shave off all your hair

8.your last meal, whatever you wish
but when the microwave beeps it'll smell like catfish

9.you're probably curious about your final death
i'll tell you later, but don't hold your breath

(i just woke up to some mexican banda music with heavy bass...dun dah dun ddah...

ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!

ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!

ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!
ciao...meow!

ohio highway


stranded on an Ohio highway
stranded on an abandoned road
i guess he wasnt goin my way
or already had a full load

the dust bowl he warned me of
when he pulled over with his blinkers on
said he was goin to California
then the dust blew and he was gone

stranded on an Ohio highway
stranded on an abandoned road
the vultures they would not fly away
and swooped lower each time they crowed

i felt dizzy by there circlin shadows
and the mean ol' sun was takin its toll
then an indian came on horse without a saddle
and told me he was my soul

stranded on an Ohio highway
stranded on an abandoned road
the horse it began to skip sideways
and the indian was croakin like a toad

then the vultures landed and turned to clay
and as the sun set they began to erode
stranded on an Ohio highway
stranded on an abandoned road

simple lemonade


like a glass of lemonade
on a hot summers day
like a cup of hot cocoa
in the winter with marshmellows

youre my sunshine and my moon beams
youre my whole life and my sweet dreams

like a flower in the spring
youre so pretty it make me sing
like a leaf in the autumn
i fell for you to the bottom

youre my sunshine and my moon beams
youre my whole life and my sweet dreams

Saturday, April 2, 2011

devil woman momma



my work sucks and the pay is low
but it keeps me occupied tho
you think ur woman is too much to handle
the gates of hell dont even hold a candle

to the devil woman momma living with me
oh yeah she hot but can't you see
she's so damn hot that it feels like hell to me

shes up all night stirring a pot
but a home cooked meal i have not
she's always working and rarely free
mending these dolls that look like me

cuz she's the devil woman momma, and she's lives with me
oh yeah she hot but can't you see
she's so damn hot that it feels like hell to me

she laughs out loud when she sees a hearse
then has to say for deader or for worse
i said i do, without a prenup, i dont know why
now she gets my soul when i die

cuz she's the devil woman momma, and she's lives with me
oh yeah she hot but can't you see
she's so damn hot that it feels like hell to me

road of the free



dont bother to change the locks
cuz i wont be back
im headin down the road
and i aint lookin back

yes im headin down a road
thats been waitin for me
it's not on any map
it's the road of the free

dont bother callin me
when your feelin all alone
because i changed my number
and i thru away my phone

cuz im headin down a road
thats been paved just for me
it's not on any map
it's the road of the free

where is she (segment)



where is she, the one for me?
where am i, before i die?
will you find you, before you're thru?
will we ever get a clue?

the population just keeps on growin'
and yet i feel so all alone
cuz it's just so hard to find the right girl
when there's way too many choices in this world

where is she, the one for me?
where am i, before i die?
will you find you, before you're thru?
will we ever get a clue?

sunny summer sunday


your smile is as warm as a sunny summer sunday
and your eyes are so blue and brighter than the moon

and if i get lost, your light will show the way
and if i get cold, your love will warm me thru

cuz your smile is as warm as a sunny summer sunday
and your eyes are so blue and brighter than the moon

and when the storm comes and the clouds get in the way
i wont be afraid, cuz i know i'll see you soon

cuz your smile is as warm as a sunny summer sunday
and your eyes are so blue and brighter than the moon

shadow of the world

i'm on bass, gabster's on lead improvising


when the night comes my little girl
were in the shadow of the world
but there is a dim light from the moon
and itll all be over soon

and when the sun finally rises
you may find that your still in crisis
there are things we just dont understand
but i'll be there to lend you a hand

if i let my hair grow



if i let my hair grow
all the way down to the flo'
would you think i was takin drugs
would i be as strong as Samson was

and if i cut my hair down short
and followed the rules of societies court
would you think i was a cowardly slave
would i look handsome in my grave

if i let my hair grow
do you think that i could reach my soul
and pull it out from the gates of hell
or is it just another fairy tale

if i let my hair grow
do you think that i can fly when the wind blows
lifted by the breeze that he's givin'
i'd fly all the way up to heaven

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

brewmasters masterpiece

CT ...monica on drums, anna on bass


i gotta bittersweet barley flavor
i poured her myself but
she didnt like what i gave her
now girl i know exactly what you think
but dont pour my love down the sink

cuz i'm the brewmaster's masterpiece
brewed with finest hops, barley and yeast
i invigor the sloth and i tame the beast
and i'm gonna be there at the final feast

wise one's would say i'm an accquired taste
but fools just love to judge me in haste
but with an open mind and a little time
you will find you dont need a lime

cuz i'm the brewmaster's masterpiece
brewed with finest hops, barley and yeast
i invigor the sloth and i tame the beast
and i'm gonna be there at the final feast

marry ray



sometimes i dont know what to say
but its all okay
the sun shines everyday
wo, oh, oh with marry ray

sometimes its hard to stay sober
even with a four leaf clover
but the next day marry comes over
and hugs away my hang over

maybe shell go her own way
maybe i'll go mine
wo, oh oh marry ray
please baby dont you stray

the alchemist



i listened to the tweeting bird
i reached out and felt his soul
i put together notes and words
but they never turned to gold..

maybe im just an alchemist or
just another drunk that did
wish he was more..

didnt you write some razors
didnt you touch some heart
didnt you sing some prayers
you never were a star

but didnt you make me smile
didnt you help me cry
you may of had little style
but you helped the night fly

and now were back together
doing it all again
i always felt much better
spending time with you my friend

but didnt you make me smile
didnt you help me cry
you may of had little style
but you helped the night fly

and now were back together
doing it all again
i always felt much better
spending time with you my friend

the insomniacs



our faces are pale white
and our eyes are bloody red
we're awake both day and night
i guess we'll sleep when we're dead

because we are the insomniacs
the insomniacs...
all the mirrors they are cracked
oh, oh please don't look back
you may get a heart attack
while our blood is turning black
the insomniacs....from hell

we are early morning birds
and we're late night owls
in the morning we eat worms
and at night you'll hear our howls


because we are the insomniacs
the insomniacs...
all the mirrors they are cracked
oh, oh please don't look back
you may get a heart attack
while our blood is turning black
the insomniacs....from hell

maybe were possessed by evil demons
or is it all this coffee that we drink
either way we're never dreamin'
and our eyes they never blink


because we are the insomniacs
the insomniacs...
all the mirrors they are cracked
oh, oh please don't look back
you may get a heart attack
while our blood is turning black
the insomniacs....from hell

somber sombrero



underneath the stars and the pale moon glow
exactly where he don't know
but he was born in some old pueblo
and grew up on a farm where the corn don't grow

somber sombrero what gets you so low?
somber sombrero says i dont know

he couldnt find work so he knew he had to go
then walked across barefoot cuz he was so poor
then he worked a few years for a guy named Joe
but still had ten dirty toes

somber sombrero what gets you so low?
somber sombrero says i dont know

he picks up a bottle at the liquor store
has a few drinks then walks some more
he says living on the earth can torment your soul
but at least he says the rent is low

somber sombrero what gets you so low?
somber sombrero says i dont know
somber sombrero where will you go?
somber sombrero says wherever the wind blows..

vanilla

another cutting teeth cut...christina on drums , monica doing bass...usually its anna but we had monica do her lead on the bass ?



vanilla
i never cared for it
vanilla
it always made me sick

but she wore
vanilla
scented hand lotion
and whenever i smell
vanilla
i get this emotion

ever since i fell in love
that smell gave me a buzz
but she left and she's gone
all i got is just a scent and a song

cuz she wore
vanilla
scented hand lotion
and whenever i smell
vanilla
i get this emotion

just an hombre drinking a beer (that sweet summer hail)


i'm just an hombre drinking a beer
yes i'm just an hombre drinking a beer

i was just an hombre drinking a beer
when a fella muttered something and got a little too near
what happened next well it isn't so clear
but i tipped ol' Henry and ran out the rear

my mother said to go south my father said to go north
my mother gave me the truck keys my father gave me his horse
so i kissed them both, and told them adios
then took that steed on a southern course

and as soon as i left, oh the man was on my trail
but good ol' mother nature must be my guardian angel
cuz i hid in a cave trying to avoid a mexican jail
and took a siesta during that sweet summer hail

and now i live on an island where the waters are clear
the locals call me their son their sage and their seer
but if youre looking for reward dont you come over here
cuz i'm just an hombre drinking a beer
yes i'm just an hombre drinking, drinking,drinking a beer

the counter

this jingle is the cutting teeth...except carmen..she was unavailable...christina playing rhythm..and backup voc.c with anna and monica



order
your burger
anyway you want it
at the counter

down in Santa Monica

pickles
and tomatoes
and don't forget your side
of fried potatoes

down in Santa Monica

jump on the 405 south
merge to the 10
turn your radio up loud
play that song again
exit on bundy put a burger in your mouth

down in Santa Monica

2901 ocean park boulevard

untitled song

this is another excerpt/unfinished work...



sometimes i get the blues
like someone might get the flu
and you might think that i just dont care
but i just need you to be there

my lips they just wont move
to say a word or smile a you
but there's the truth baby in my eyes
and i wont forget your sacrafice

Monday, March 28, 2011

covered

i apologize ahead of time if you read this....look yesterday i was listening to Tribute by Tencoius D and also Ode to Billy Joe....so somehow it influenced me to spit this out...it's a song about a song that no one can hear like tribute and has some mystery like ode to billy joe by Bobby Gentry...but it sucks ...not a hit like them...and in this blog i'm not trying to edit and polish...it's more like an open journal

this is about the song 'Covered'
that no one ever covered
except of course for my ex-lover
yes the master tapes from me she covered
behind the drapes given to her by her mother
i had no time so i just shoved her
and ran to my appointment with a man named Glover
who owned a small record company also called Glover
but the sky with clouds it was covered
and i searched my bag for more tapes but there was no other
i tried to explain how i lost the tapes to my song 'Covered'
but he said sorry were just looking for original material brother
then quickly left me to talk to another
i looked outside and the clouds they still hovered
and as i walked home with rain i was covered
and the tapes were never recovered
and i couldn't just record another
you see i was arrested for domestic violence brother
she dropped the charges if i forgot about 'Covered'
and all the other secrets about my ex-lover

Saturday, March 26, 2011

insane in the rain

i found this in the archives...thot it was siutable for the weather..i'll try to get the music up later..


the clouds keep on leaking like my freaking faucet
i made a wish grabbed my penny and toss it
into a street puddle just outside my place
when a camero cruised by and wet my face

the mailman brought my mail soaking wet
nothing but bills man i'm in debt
credit cards said i owe 10,020
so i waded in the puddle looking for my penny

i turned on the TV to watch the news
and there was the weather man on channel 2 (he said)
you must be cursed, the storm is getting worse
it's raining in your head, you're better off dead
so i changed it over to channel 10
but there he was once again
you must be cursed, the storm is getting worse
it's raining in your head, you're better off dead...
the remote stopped working and it went on and on
so i ran outside to see if the rain had gone

then lightning struck right on my penny
a familiar feeling as the juice went thru me
just like the jolt from your heart of ice
so i guess i was struck by lightning twice

i scattered back inside and unplugged the TV
but he was still in the box starring right at me
you must be cursed, the storm is getting worse
it's raining in your head, you're better off dead
so i ran and hid under my bed
but now he was in my head
you must be cursed, the storm is getting worse
it's raining in your head, you're better off dead

i must be cursed, the storm is getting worse
it's raining in my head, i'm better off

Friday, March 25, 2011

bone cell

throw me a bone ..i've been up all nite...lol

im a bone marrow cell located on the right big toe
she's a brain cell located on the left frontal lobe
our paths crossed a thousand years ago
in a parralell universe

it's the only thing that i can remember
that beauty smiling during that autumn november
but she sees me like just part of this member
at least it can't get any worse

im so tired of being alone
i hope one day we meet in a corazon
but for now i'm just a cell in a bone
so i'll just wait here and rehearse

im a bone marrow cell located on the right big toe
she's a brain cell located on the left frontal lobe
maybe it's karma, i don't know
but there's no way in hell to kick this curse

i built myself a time machine/ moldies

ok so this is a song i wrote and recorded awhiles back...and i decided im gonna start posting some old ones..and so i created a new category moldies...moes oldies...not oldsmobile...the other choice was fartchives, but whatever...um probably a bad version..but i'm not goin back in time to fix it..


if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home
if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home

i built myself a time machine
i filled the tank with gasoline
i checked the dots on my screen
i waved goodbye i heard you scream

if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home
if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home

the past wasn't quite what it seemed
the future was in between
the nightmares and the dreams
the present time was nowhere to be seen

if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home
if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home

i built myself a time machine
i flipped the switch the lights turned green
i turned the knob to seventeen.
i pulled the cord i heard you scream

if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home
if you leeeave, you may never find your way back home

sacred steed mead/ i have everything which i need

whoo! i just had some of my latest brew..1 glass..and i'm smashed. im kinda broke and have no car so i tried to brew a beer with my mom's kitchen supplies? lol. only a genius like me can try to sythesize beer from household products. beer is made from barley...they boil it to extract the sugars then yeast takes over ..(in a nut shell)..but my my mom had barley tea? hmm? so the idea goes i get that barley flavor from the tea, and sugars else where...honey, brown sugar? then what about the bittering hops to balance flavor and help keep the beer...well before hops were used people used to used other bittering herbs...i.e sage, chamomile....you get the picture...and i re-used yeast from my last batch..afterall it's a living organism..ha, ha ..i feel like a mad scientist..also i was reading a book called sacred herbs and healing beers..for inspiration and reference...i wanted to call it Dr. Unk's Cure-All Ale....dr. unk..for drunk...but after tasting it ...i guess with very little barley tea and a bunch of honey ..it taste like mead? so i wanna call it now sacred steed mead...

ps i used other herbs as well and an apple, banana, and rasins, plus ginger root

i have everything which i need
a woman all dressed in beads
with a jug of her sacred mead
i have everything which i need

i have everything which i need
my valiant and trusty steed
with my knife that makes the spirits bleed
i have everything which i need

i have everything which i need
a peace pipe made of reed
with a pouch of wild weed
i have everything which i need

i have everything which i need
the sun hawk who takes the lead
and gives advice that i heed
i have everything which i need

i have everything which i need
a spirit that knows no greed
waiting for that sacrificial deed
i have everything which i need

Thursday, March 24, 2011

jingle bugs

new lyrics, old music, bad take....whatever.


piles of vile insects outside my door
i'll squish their guts all over the floor
and cleaning up is no big chore
but then again there's still 7 billion more
but what if i really could kill them all?
i'd splatter their blood all over the walls
but when i finally dispose of all their waste
this would indeed be a very lonely place
(jb)
straight face to face they have such a knack
then talk behind my butchered back
they would eat their own children if they had to
oh, there isn't enough Raid in this whole world
but even if they were annihilated from all of time
i could never stop the insects that crawl in my mind
and when i die i'm gonna spoil too
slithering in the soil just like you
(jb)
this never was about a metamorphosis
but really more like a paradigmatic shift
and as the darkness slowly conquers the light
i begin to realize that maybe Kafka was right
there once glimmered hope from a dim lit moon
but only to illuminate a crackling cacoon
it gave off a smell of something rotting
then she got up and stretched her young body
(jb)

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

i hear the music (cancer and virgo )


i drink my warm bud light
she slowly sips on some cheap wine
she hands me some bud to try it
i say no thanks but i'm fine
i go outside, light my cigar
she stays inside the warm car
i hear the music really low
coming thru the car window

oh the weather is always changing
tomorrow it will be raining
oh the weather's always changing
but i hope you're still remaining


i had promises i had to keep
when i reached her house she was asleep
her eyes were shut but her lips moved slow
whispering dreams from her soul

oh the weather is always changing
tomorrow it will be raining
oh the weather's always changing
but i hope you're still remaining


i go to our spot beneath the tracks
and yell out hey i love you so
then i hear her answer back
but no it's just an old echo
and rain starts to fall down
so i head back in towards the town
and i hear the music soft and slow
coming thru the radio

oh the weather is always changing
tomorrow it will be raining
oh the weather's always changing
but i hope you're still remaining

Friday, March 18, 2011

radioactive plume

today's the day the japanese radiation rached our california coast. So i stayed indoors drank my last two homebrew scottish ales and watched a movie my sister Christina recommended and lent to us...afterwards these verses came out...r



my homebrew's getting low
and the movie's almost over
'twas a hell of a show
but now i'm getting sober

'twas recommended by my sister
a flick called 'the brother's bloom'
an intriguing, witty, comedy twister
but now here comes the radioactive plume

heavy distorted rock

a sad song played towards the end
giving a feeling of doom
but i will savor these last drops my friend
cuz here comes the radioactive plume

heavy distorted rock

the govt. say's it'll be fine
but i see the images of the boom
and of crowds fighting for iodine
oh, here comes the radioactive plume

heavy distorted rock

like the curse on the first borns
i locked myself in my room
and put lambs blood on my door
oh here comes the radioactive plume

heavy distorted rock

i feel like Noah from the biblical story
and i forsee their glowing tombs
cuz they laugh and wont heed my warning
oh here comes the radioactive plume

heavy distorted rock

Thursday, March 17, 2011

SICK OLD RABID DOG



you're a sick, old, rabid dog X3

your heart is shriveled
and freezer burned
your mouth spews drivel
and you bark out of turn

you're a sick, old, rabid dog X3

you say you dont have flees
but one things for sure
you got some disease
and there aint no cure

you're a sick, old, rabid dog X3

oh, i'll just leave you alone now,
so you don't bite me again
and i wont throw you a bone now,
don't want to prolong your pain

you're a sick, old, rabid dog
AND YOU NEED TO DIE!
you're a sick, old, rabid dog
GO JUMP OFF SOMETHING HIGH!
you're a sick, old, rabid dog

little smile



i traveled and i traveled all around the earth
oh my feet how much they hurt
but i would walk a million more miles
just for a glimspe at your little smile

i'm not searching for the fountain of youth
and im not looking for the book of truth
they are sure to take a while
so im just waiting for your little smile

let the wind blow your hair around
let it dance with the sun, shine your golden brown
forget what they said, and let's run wild
and don't forget to show me your little smile

Monday, March 14, 2011

empty bottle of beer



we had good times, yes i know this my dear
but baby it's like an empty bottle of beer
it went down smooth and our slates they were cleared
but baby it's now an empty bottle of beer

when the bottle gets light, i know that the end is near
but baby there's really no reason to fear
cuz i wink at the girls glancing thru the mirror
and i order another bottle of beer

when the bottle gets light, i know that the end is near
but baby there's really no reason to fear
cuz i wave at the waitress wont you come over here
and soon i'll be holding another bottle of beer

we had good times, yes i know this my dear
but baby it's like an empty bottle of beer
it went down smooth and i never felt freer
but baby it's now an empty bottle of beer

an empty...bottle..of beer.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

FMR the opera

ok so this is funkmaster rabbit the rock opera? i wrote way back and sat on it for years, and years hoping one day i would grow some talent or something...i give up...here it is world.

not the greatest...obviously.
but if you have a 1/2 hour to spare and a six pac in the fridge..then you're all set.

first drink 2-3 beers then press play. if the lyrics are too fuzzy and u cant hear the it either u can email me and i will email them 2 u.

i do all the voices including the mother..but i make no attempt to do it, jsut like pete townshend made no attempt to sound female as the gypsy queen.


what's my goal (experimentatin/excerpt)

i found this old thing i was messin with a while back..lol...um..whatever...but lookin back at thru my buzzed ears i like it? i'll reput da lyrics too many mistakes on pic



what;s my goal?
woe-a-o-oh-oh

will i ever find my calling?
sometimes i feel like i'm falling
what was i born to do?
i don't want to end up like you!

i prayed to God to let me know
just give mercy he told me so
i prayed to God to tell me more
but he just said what he said before

and a couple other lines...?

Saturday, March 5, 2011

the well of rememberance

currently reading Sacred and Herbal Healing Beers very interesting book, also i've been tasting my tesguino which is corn beer which i made from corn that i germinated and milled myself...the title came from the book the song came from ...?

btw this is an updated vid. it's me tasting my jailhouse hooch...it's actually pretty good. at first i was confused by the taste but i never had bluberry OJ wine b4..btw2 jailhouse hooch maybe healthier than store beacouse it has live yeast which is packed with all kinds beneficial nutrients, and they are with out additives that are common now. CHEERS!



let us drink from the well of rememberance

sacred herbs and grain
water of life became
that quenches the dry old paint
and bends the picture frame

slowly numbing away
i begin to feel
remembering yesterday
reality wasn't real

the song bird has a tiny drink
then tweets his simple tune
an overture to the dreams
that brings along the moon

the kiln it burns hotter
the clay shapes the potter
who throws an ancient stein
(to be)filled with nectar wine

'twas at least one hundred years
since the angel whispered in my ear
last night i wrote down her poem
to give these poor words a home

let us drink to the well of rememberance

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

life is but a dream

so i guess this is like a cover of row row row ur boat....xcept i added a couple of verses...and during the main part i added a couple of minor chords..instead just using G chord...i go G Bm Em Bm Em then to D and finally G

i once was a little one
as you are now
we learn so fast as we grow
but this is all we know

row row row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
life is but a dream

you'll meet some folks
who have ideas i used to be one of those
but in the end, my little friend
none of us really know

so row row row your ...

there'll come a day when i'll be gone
little one don't cry
just row your oars a little more
and remember this lullaby...

Saturday, February 19, 2011

hey, how are you?



hey how are you
grey balck and blue
were the days without you
i said hey how are you

i never said that i could sing
or play this guitar thing
but it helped to pass the days
when you were far away

so smile me some sunshine
while there is still time
and i'll soon f-feel fine
i said smile me some sunshine

yesterday it rained
tomorrow sunny for a change
but if the weather man is wrong
then i'll just have to sing along

i'll sing hey how are you
grey balck and blue
were the days without you
i said hey how are you

i never said that i could sing
or play this guitar thing
but it helped to pass the days
when you were far away

so smile me some sunshine
while there is still time
and i'll soon f-feel fine
i said smile me some sunshine

Monday, February 14, 2011

v-tine poem

happy v-times....and welcome back to me!..lol

wasnt sur how to class this one...tunes or rhyme time?...didnt really write ne musik
but it is playing over a keybord trak? F-it it is mee blog ..its a tune gosh darn it..or at least one day it shall be....