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

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

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

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

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

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..

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

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

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