this cymbal is hilariously loud. and i love it

its been too long since i’ve been home
life has probably moved on
who are my friends
whats the IRS

i dont belong here and i dont know anything about there
the core of my stability has vanished into thin air
i think i’d hate it if i went home
i think i’d hate it if i never went home

wouldn’t it be great if you came home with me
and we could laugh about the things i used to laugh about silently
avoid the bad things about the place i grew up
by moving here to raise our tribe of pups

we wouldn’t have to worry about paying for healhcare 
if things got bad the NHS is always there to care
but we could live in the desert together
and i’d feel whole again

it’s more than just my family
i miss being accosted by aggressive people on the streets in big cities
and the smell of rotisserie chicken
in sams club

i miss long car rides and those big green signs
and seeing people that i love at random times
and people coming to pray with me
when i’m alone and would prefer to continue to be

we could drive eight hours to some random location
stop to see dinosaur poop fossils at some run down gas station
buy our t shirts from the car wash
that sells americana gear near where i grew up

and i could get mad at america again
for being overbearing and religious and excessive 
i’d probably put on some weight
which is something that i’d hate

but thats better than being so far away
that i’ve forgotten all the bad things and am stuck in an eternal daze
where i miss america
the dumb land i grew up

miss america

Payday and Evisbeats as references.

Lying on my mum’s bed with a hanger in my mouth,
I stole that from Monica but we’re more than Friends now,
Best dressed at the cinema I want to love sick hurl,
Turns out I was a nice guy watching the Mean Girls,
Never had I been so high I wasn’t going to let up,
Didn’t see that these were Cheeky Girls I’d danced into a set up,
At the Pick ‘n’ Mix stand I turned whiter than marshmallow,
Jumped in at the pool party but now I’m swimming shallow.

Chick flicked,
Heart sinks,
Think that I’d forgotten I could feel like this,
Stand tall,
Look round,
But my feet are Cha Cha sliding to her sandals sound,
Boo! peep,
A little lost sheep,
If this was a RomCom then I wouldn’t be the creep,

I’ve got two degrees,
But you’re like 45 degrees,
Heating my love isosceles!
 
Sliding through the train carriage
but I won’t get with you,
Riding up those shorts - no baggage,
Our bodies will feel the truth
Like the first time I saw your belly button piercing when I was 10,
I’m swimming shallow.

Love sick,
Heart skipped,
I’m swimming shallow.

I’d join you in the same carriage but I’m not a stalker,
Let’s let fate just recreate another chance encounter,
I bet the other guys will bring you wine,
I’ll bring you sparkling water,
Swilling shallow.

Swimming Shallow with Ben Clifford

year of the monkey

Created: Autumn 2006

My very first attempt in writing a complete song. Never finished writing the lyrics though. Also one of my very first recordings so everything is rough and the production is really poor. The drums are unfiltered and sound raw, so is the guitar. Still like the solo nevertheless. Working title was Abomination, but I don't think it really deserves it, that's why I've renamed it to what it really is, ha!

Guitar, bass-like guitar are real, drums are programmed

First attempt

Ceaușescu's Shoes v2 80s

Produced by J-Gramm 
Co-Produced by: Rogét Chahayed & Karl Rubin

From my debut album, Big Baby D.R.A.M.:
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