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

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)

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

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

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

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.

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...?

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