Working on a new song, playing guitar again and getting my chops back, as well as working with fruity loops to track beats. Wrote these lyrics and hoping to make a different sort of sound. 'Black Market' - Jet Black Airlines red velvet rope secret handshakes, grim skeleton gladhand onto “the list ” Shrugged off … Continue reading Writing Songs! (Again) Playing Guitar & Getting My Chops Back, as Well as Working on Beat Tracking. Wrote Some Lyrics and Laying Out An Album Plan, Hoping to Make a Different Sort of Sound. Read ‘Black Market’ Lyrics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJTfNIPGhlQ Stay in the shadowsCheer at the gallowsThis is a round up This is a low flying panic attackSing a song on the jukebox that goes Burn the witchBurn the witchWe know where you live Red crosses on wooden doorsAnd if you float you burnLoose talk around tablesAbandon all reasonAvoid all eye contactDo not reactShoot … Continue reading With Marjorie Taylor Greene on Homeland Security Committee, is It Time For an Iran-Style ‘Morality Police’ in the U.S.? What Can You As A Christian Nationalist Hope For From A Biblical Worldview Enforced With Militarized Police?
Dedicated to Poe and Other Dogs Worth Shooting in Self Defense and Love
I could see through the sleeve of her blouse The plans of her architect lover A tattoo of a boarded-up house And ink door that belonged to another
Then soon I wake and find the Love that keeps me going
Kiss Your Parents Good Night And Light Another Flag On Fire
Squeaky Fromage Dick Cleanse By Cypress Butane sanitizing is the verbfor making something saneyou told yourselfto just stop talkingyeah, cause, every thing you sayis hatingand the reason for economythat is, the thingis inhibitions\dispensationsdisillusion is a -wayof say, to hate your revelationsand clarity of consciousblown out of waysdays at the racesyou only wish a follow upmeant … Continue reading POEMS TO RIM ANDREW TATE TO – By Cypress Butane – ‘Squeaky Fromage Dick Cleanse’
There’s a punk rock waitress And she’s singing in a band And she leans over the mic Is it cause all day she has to stand Or is she reaching out for something That nobody understands So she has to duck down low To try to touch it with her hands