Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Trippin'

i may have posted this before?

life is not what it seems
its a series of dreams
stuck in reality but it's not true
look at the colors of a different hue
there's another dimension that's hard to find
you can go there in the right frame of mind
once you're there you might not go back
the gravity pulls you, you're under attack
return to the real but is it the same?
did your mind linger from where you came?

Monday, July 19, 2010

The Beating Drum



My solider
From the time you called
I warned you
Of the beating drum
It calls out
To the young and the proud
Come into the crowd
Take your position
And blow them away
Blow them away
Come to our side
Toes on the line
Stand your head tall
And wait for the call
Of the beating drum

And you'll hear war
And you'll hear war
It's the sounds of a storm
It's the songs of the torn
And you'll hear them cry
For the ends of their lives
They were just waiting for
The end of their war

You'll do it for the pride
And the marching tides
And the men you'll love
Like a brother of yours
And you're chin is high
And your eyes will shine
Your chest will rise
And you send off to the night
And you'll hear that call
Of the beating drum

And you'll hear war
And you'll hear war
It's the sounds of a storm
It's the songs of the torn
And you'll hear them cry
For the ends of their lives
They were just waiting for
The end of their war

Chaquetón

stick with me, ill take you places
new experiences different faces
never get caught up with one act
move on to the next one is my pact
smoke some sensi every day
sun showers glitter on the bay
talkin about the good vibe
only the best is what i prescribe
be who you are and do what you want
live forever with your spirit you'll haunt
down to the jamrock and rub-a-dub dubbb
jack and a grav in the hot tub
intoxicating innovations will make you think
you'll find yourself on the fountains brink
make your choice what you wanna do
mix what your taught inside of the rue
use the repellent to protect your goods
use your connects to develop the woods
always stay fresh and above the rest
cause everything in life is a challenging test
so head down to the cliff where the rocks hang loose
keep in mind that we called the wild deuce
i know you dont know who you think i am
but ill still cook you a plate of green eggs and ham
si tu quieres bailar conmigo, vamos por este camino
una de mis amigos es un pocito chino
pero es bueno pero el no es un argentino
te lo diré lo que las drogas pueden hacer
¿donde esta mi pero mejor ezer?

Friday, July 16, 2010

N+7

Take every noun and replace it with the 7th noun from that word in the dictionary...

I don't have that kind of time on my hands so a computer program did it for me.


T-Nez's "Talkin About My Girl" + 7


tired of no one being as much funfair
stripper dowse the sandstorm under the sundry
run dowse the skipper and sideways flip
oh this is the most joyous directive
witness there was someone to be at my sidestep
a glance that i could sweep with in the low tightrope
a glance whose hairpiece glories in the sundry
flirtacious cutbacks and the peril bunk
ready for the next adder at any timpanist
our beating heartthrobs will be sublime
intelligent and gorgeous to nappy a few
her tamarisks keep coming right on cultivator
snack talks and daredevils to anything
i would be at babble because she can sinner
because of her i wouldn't look at another
she would also be the peril motor
i would provide her with everything
luck and affix is the best i could bring
the deadbeat i find her will be my best
i would look forward to all of the restraint

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Talkin about my girl

tired of no one being as much fun
stride down the sand under the sun
run down the skim and sideways flip
oh this is the most joyous dip
wish there was someone to be at my side
a girl that i could sway with in the low tide
a girl whose hair glistens in the sun
flirtacious curves and the perfect bun
ready for the next activity at any time
our beating hearts will be sublime
intelligent and gorgeous to name a few
her talents keep coming right on cue
smooth talks and dances to anything
i would be at awe because she can sing
because of her i wouldn't look at another
she would also be the perfect mother
i would provide her with everything
love and affection is the best i could bring
the day i find her will be my best
i would look forward to all of the rest

Sunday, July 11, 2010

the mold

no one knows me
but i know myself
i like to ask questions
for questions' sake
im crazy and spontaneous
but at the same time i plan my attack
my mind is a highway
i pick and pull ideas
my thought process is a growing tree
sweet talking and staring in eyes
never want to stop
ive lived up to the moment
where ive thrown away my regrets
and truely lived
i breathe in fresh air
i soak up the sun
i absorb the water
i glide on pavement
i dance when i walk
i talk to talk
i run to feel free
i jump to feel gravity
i think and analyze
i feel music
i make music
i make love
i make deliciousness
i make it happen

Saturday, July 10, 2010

We've got some catching up to do...

Well after 3 weeks of my computer hating me and not allowing me to sign into anything Google related... I can finally post stuff again! Stupid technology.

Also... apologies to whoever changed the background before but I couldn't read the font on it lol. I switched it to this real quick but maybe we can all come to a consensus on a design, if it's something desired.

Anyway. On to the purpose of this thing.

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Ah wasteful little brother
Listening to your radio
Miss Operator's sending out
But when will they return home?

And the gas was spent entirely
For no purpose or sensibility
And I'm afraid that Mr Man
Can't make it there at all

Because you see, that lazily
Winding bend you seriously
Cornered with your craving for
The friendly old competitor

Couldn't look inside of our own box
Had to crawl around to pay a lot
Just give it one creative thought
So you'll make it there to put it out


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Baby, you'd be so proud of me
Guess what I did today
I played a game just like you
Like the ones we used to
On your couch in that little room
Turned up that stereo sound
Watched that blonde glow like the moon

Oh if you could have seen me tonight
Tipped on one five three two five
Eyes pinned so much these stars shine
Just like yours did in daytime lights

Yet this song, it always remains the same
Every time I sing it with all of my will
And even though you're not around now
It'd be a lie if I said that I missed you still

Yes, you'd be so proud of me
I've still held on to my honesty
Just like that night it all spilt
And you buried me in your false guilt
Come on baby, I knew all along
That's how I still smile at these songs
You and me, yeah we were both off
But between you and me, I was never once wrong

I can still fly yeah, one five three two five
But you baby, you could never stay high


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Down the halls the blueness crept

Towards the end the doors were red

Wine for port but starboard's lime

Tried the lock but failed in time


Out to sea we all must play

The tiptoe silent waiting game