words & music by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Happiness Is a Warm Gun

Ghostbusters (in b minor)

Boner By the Sea

I think that you should know that i'm a weird guy
I don't  even know what normal guys are like
You should know that my name isn't really Mike
And I travel through time
All the time
The best time
Of my life


Fuck yes, I really like your century
Oh shit, I hope that we're not family
God damn, I should've checked the family tree
Another boner by the sea
 
I remember when I was a feudal lord
I swore to sell my soul to play a power chord
But when the time had come to fall upon my sword
I cheated them on the deal
What a steal
How's that feel
How's it feel


Fuck yes, I'm traveling through time again
Great Scott, I hopped in the DeLorean
Oh shit, I'll never see my friends again
And they don't know about me


I recall the time I was a pirate king
My crew would go and then they'd bring me shiny things
I'd put em in a chest then everyone would sing
An enchantting sea shanty
just for me
what a treat
to be me


Yo ho, we're rolling on the waves again
Hot damn, surrounded by my merry men
Oh shit, a wormhole opened up and then
Another boner by the sea


Oh no she's walking out the door
I thought she was the one


Oh well, i'm traveling through time again
God damn, i'll never see her face again
Outback, the steak was overcooked again
Oh shit, she may be vegetarian
Another boner by the sea

Boner By the Sea (f. Jason D & The HanMan)

Stay (demo v. 2)

Oxford Grey

I’m tired of lying
And wasting your well earned time
I cannot deny
My well of truth is dirt dry

I’m a fly-by-night by day
I’m a shipwreck sunk by night
Shining like wrinkles in Oxford grey
I burn out like vigil light

Irony
Is my preferred company
Misery
She's content in her jealousy

I’m a fly-by-night by day
I’m a shipwreck sunk by night
Lurking in shadows of Oxford grey
I burn out like vigil light

I’m tired of dying
And killing your contact high
I’m tired of lying
Says Pinocchio’s ghost and I 

I’m a fly-by-night by day
I’m a shipwreck sunk by night
Shining like shadows on Oxford grey
I burn out like vigil light.

Oxford Grey (demo v. 2)

Say Can You See

I am sitting down as I think to myself
This song will not write itself, then I
Realize that my mind is out of sync with me
Fruit from a poisonous tree will not right oneself

Take the wheel, control the wind; this vernacular we’re all speaking in
It’s losing, it’s losing, it’s losing its meaning

What were the words you meant to say as we all got up and walked away
As if nothing was spoken, no bonds were broken, say can you see
You were so hurt to see such indifference, an apparent lapse in our allegiance 
There’s right and wrong, and short and long, a little distance in between

Say, can you see, what’s falling all around me?

You are kneeling down as you say to yourself
This thing will not right itself, then you
From that point of view look up just in time to see
All of us take that knee; you’re beside yourself

Take the wheel, control the wind; this vernacular we’re all speaking in
It’s losing, it’s losing, it’s losing its meaning

What were the words you meant to say as we all got up and walked away
As if nothing was spoken, no bonds were broken, say can you see
You were so hurt to see such indifference, an apparent lapse in our allegiance 
There’s right and wrong, and short and long, a little distance in between

Say, can you see, what’s falling all around me?
We simply disagree.

We’re all standing up and we’re screaming out loud
This song did not write itself, then I 
Realize that my friends are standing next to me
Singing loud and free, “We can right ourselves!”

Say Can You See (demo)

Miles

If I lived a hundred years ago, I’d be working on that beam
The city’s skyline at this point in history looks so incomplete
Excuse me when I’m inarticulate, I get nervous like a child
You’ve never seen me seem so scared and that scared you for a while

But now you’re looking through me and you can see for miles

If I lived a thousand years ago I’d be sipping from that stream
The water makes the rocks look mirrors and it tastes just like a dream
Call me silly call me stupid and naive, you can call me anytime
Just be sure to call my bluff if I don’t lay it on the line

But now you’re looking past me and you can see for miles and miles and miles -- alright

Now tell me about your dream
Please tell me about your dreams
I wonder if they’re just like mine
All dopamine and dry red wine, please transport us both back home

If I live a hundred years from now will I find you in a crowd
Living among the stars and suns and moons in cities in the clouds
Will I find you looking through me once again
If so we can see for miles and miles and miles

From there we can see for miles and miles and miles
From there we can see for miles
From there we can see for miles
From there we can see for miles.

Adam Streicher

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