(The lyrics that I wrote through the day at work today. Will be sung in a hillbilly type accent, hopefully with appropriate sounding hillbilly type music. Lol.)
(A)
I talk good
least myself I unnerstan'
I gots an idea an' I 'splain it up
if there's any answer, they're jus' goin' "Whuh?"
(B)
how I talk
puts the peoples in a daze
always thinking that I make sense
no walls to bounce ideas, just frustrates.
(7.4)
Do you speeket my langwich?
Ah think ya know they call it Anglitch
Thought I spoke the way you do
But no-one unnerstans, sum-bitch!
(C)
new ideas come
faster than a computer sums
but no-one around unnerstans my words
seemingly avoided like a pile o' turds.
(D)
so whaddo I do?
coninually babbling away?
or shut myself down
in 'Slow Motion', 'Fade To Grey'.
(repeat 7.4)
The lyrics for "Do You Speaket My Langwich" were written on November 0311 and are Copyright 2011 by Ryk John Miller Thekreator
Heh. If I keep pumping out lyrics this quickly ( as I had through the later 70's, 80's and most of the 90's ) I'll have an album's worth in a few days. :O LOL. With all of the lyrical ideas in my head, I probably have a few albums worth. Let's see what happens. ;)
Random collections of what's been through my brain for the day and / or, what's through my brain currently.
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
De-evolution (lyrics for the sequel to my 1988 tune - Evolution
De-evolution
(A) Look from whence we came
In the days of eighty eight
Violence and gore
On television you were
Forced to appreciate.
(B) To populace came the Internet
New people who'd never met
Friendships crossed the globe
From bedrooms would elope
Illusion (istic or fed) dreams as pedophiles do grope.
(7.41) De-evolution
As the sheep's mind fades to grey
De-evolution
Pulling their own wool down over their eyes.
(C) The overseers do prey
As the suckers hear them say
"We'll take care of your tasks!
Just let your brain relax!" - heh
The Illuminati shall lighten your day.
(D) 2 plus 2 equals - who cares??
As the sheep's flock, stands still and stares
Faith'n'trust'n'greed'n'lust
Appetite, hunger and just
The cupboards of the mind laid bare.
(7.42) De-evolution
The resurrection of the Dark Ages
De-evolution
Burn the witches who raise our wages
De-evolution
As the sheep's mind fades to grey
De-evolution
Pulling their own wool down over their eyes.
(E) they take away our need to think
give us buttons to operate
trans-thought free, we eat and drink
the cellphones cheat, to graduate.
(F) but we've got the time
to end the destruction of our minds
must think for ourselves
exit the circular hells
forged by the kings of mountains
trying to control the mental fountains
dictating what'n'where we say
so they may have their way
stand so steady on your beliefs
boycott them - feed their griefs
and the human race may prosper
instead of only the companies.
(7.43) De-evolution
Continue to change and grow
Re-evolution
Not only companies may know
Revolution
The human race must set the pace
Evolution
The customers always right and the companies are OURS!
lyrics by Ryk John Miller Thekreator July 2207
The lyrics are Copyright 2007 by Ryk John Miller Thekreator
Music for De-evolution is Copyright 2011 by Ryk John Miller Thekreator
(A) Look from whence we came
In the days of eighty eight
Violence and gore
On television you were
Forced to appreciate.
(B) To populace came the Internet
New people who'd never met
Friendships crossed the globe
From bedrooms would elope
Illusion (istic or fed) dreams as pedophiles do grope.
(7.41) De-evolution
As the sheep's mind fades to grey
De-evolution
Pulling their own wool down over their eyes.
(C) The overseers do prey
As the suckers hear them say
"We'll take care of your tasks!
Just let your brain relax!" - heh
The Illuminati shall lighten your day.
(D) 2 plus 2 equals - who cares??
As the sheep's flock, stands still and stares
Faith'n'trust'n'greed'n'lust
Appetite, hunger and just
The cupboards of the mind laid bare.
(7.42) De-evolution
The resurrection of the Dark Ages
De-evolution
Burn the witches who raise our wages
De-evolution
As the sheep's mind fades to grey
De-evolution
Pulling their own wool down over their eyes.
(E) they take away our need to think
give us buttons to operate
trans-thought free, we eat and drink
the cellphones cheat, to graduate.
(F) but we've got the time
to end the destruction of our minds
must think for ourselves
exit the circular hells
forged by the kings of mountains
trying to control the mental fountains
dictating what'n'where we say
so they may have their way
stand so steady on your beliefs
boycott them - feed their griefs
and the human race may prosper
instead of only the companies.
(7.43) De-evolution
Continue to change and grow
Re-evolution
Not only companies may know
Revolution
The human race must set the pace
Evolution
The customers always right and the companies are OURS!
lyrics by Ryk John Miller Thekreator July 2207
The lyrics are Copyright 2007 by Ryk John Miller Thekreator
Music for De-evolution is Copyright 2011 by Ryk John Miller Thekreator
My first new song lyrics I've writ in quite a while ...
Temporary name idea so far: Dead End Road
(A)
I'm the centre of my world
where conflicts do persist
with the big red button in my hand
how do I resist?
(B)
As this 'Visage' keeps my soul inside
away from heart on sleeve
ears surround but hear no words
(coming) from the square root of me.
(7.4)
Knocking on doors
Of ladys or whores
Friends just wont exist.
My dead end road
I haven't yet strode
And soonly wont have missed.
(C)
I'm stuck in existance
being my only best friend
it's tough when I disagree
(and) nothing bounces off my walls.
(D)
Where Googling finds nothing
with nowhere left to turn
gimmie some voices inside of my head
(maybe) that'll fool me I've found friends again.
(Repeat 7.4)
End
The lyrics for Dead End Road were written by and are Copyright 2011 by:
Ryk John Miller Thekreator.
(A)
I'm the centre of my world
where conflicts do persist
with the big red button in my hand
how do I resist?
(B)
As this 'Visage' keeps my soul inside
away from heart on sleeve
ears surround but hear no words
(coming) from the square root of me.
(7.4)
Knocking on doors
Of ladys or whores
Friends just wont exist.
My dead end road
I haven't yet strode
And soonly wont have missed.
(C)
I'm stuck in existance
being my only best friend
it's tough when I disagree
(and) nothing bounces off my walls.
(D)
Where Googling finds nothing
with nowhere left to turn
gimmie some voices inside of my head
(maybe) that'll fool me I've found friends again.
(Repeat 7.4)
End
The lyrics for Dead End Road were written by and are Copyright 2011 by:
Ryk John Miller Thekreator.
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