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
Friday, March 18, 2011
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.
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...?
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
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...
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....
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....
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