Submissions - Week 4 (Theme: Chorus First)

Robot Love Song

Mitosis
My toaster
Horizontal integration
I press your button 
and you pop

just for me
just for me
But wires crossed
A twisted pair

Pull me from
This recursive loop
Analysing input
Runtime error

Closed circuit 
Images
You with the 
Smart TV

Inverse Dynamics
System Overload

My Toaster
Why did you leave me
For the TV

My toaster
Touch sensors
Swarm my system
Joint acceleration

Adaptive control
Out of control
Oh toaster, put your RAM
In my Interface Box

Search routine
Parallel manipultor
Static deflection
Decoupler complete

Inverse Dynamics
System Overload

My Toaster
Why did you leave me
For the TV

Robot Love Song

Week 37 of the song-a-week challenge.

VIDEO: https://youtu.be/F0fj0h27DNY

Week 37 - Trans

2019 Week 40

Woke up middle of the night
Silence is deafening
No one left in his life
Empty bed and wedding ring

Once he had it all
then he let it decompose
once he had it all
Then he let it fall by the wayside

You don't know what you've got til it's gone
He don't know how he'll ever move on
Broken homes the same story again
A vicious cycle that never ends

Wayside

Overtaken

Drink the Oppressor

Been travelin down this long and lonesome road for so long
(It doesn’t have to be this way)
It’s been so long
[Our weary traveler considers his lot in life, the burden he's been given, or the one he's taken upon himself]

I keep my eyes straight ahead, I know my path
(You could stop and smell a rose)
I never stray
[Sometimes we get so set on the horizon we miss a turn we should've taken]

I won’t let these roadblocks slow me down
(Everybody needs a break)
Don’t stand in my way

Long way from home
Long way to go
On the road

Long way from home
Long way to go
On the road

2019w46 (The Road)

WEEK 46 of the song-a-week project.

VIDEO: https://youtu.be/-1aS3H7XZs8

RESTLESS LEGS

I admit I live a charmed life acting like my shit don’t stink
And I like to think I live in harmony
Though often times I feel so
Out of tune

Tune out the outside when the bare black sky
Amplifies the good reasons why
These lonely bones keep clattering on and on 
Like an automaton

In the middle of the night
When I’ve got restless legs
Is this fight or is this flight?
Cuz I’ve got restless legs

It’s late eve and I grieve as I re-read
The transcript of my own testimony
Massage my aching muscle memory
And my decision tree is 
Binary

And like a whiplash, a big clash
Should I stay or should I go go go back
Lash my stash to the car and catch the vast at last
I can cast off

Pins and needles in my feet
I’ve got restless legs
Where the rubber hits the street
I’ve got restless legs

In the middle of the night
When I’ve got restless legs
Is this fight or is this flight?
Cuz I’ve got restless legs

Where the rubber hits the road rage
I’ve got restless legs
Pins and needles in my old age
I’ve got restless legs

Week 46 - Restless Legs

Made in 3 hours, reference track was Charlie Puth's How Long.

Lyrics 

When I walk 
In the room
And we've not spoke for six months
Yes you smile
But I know
That what we once had is gone

But I'm more than a friend you once knew
I'm more than the friends you still do
I'm someone you'll tell your friends that you knew
All along 

If I were a soldier
Fight ya
The goddess of thunder
Smite ya
If I were a writer
Write ya
If I had a stutter
I'd say
F Fuck you

If I Were A Soldier

Week 3 2020

Your yellow bike chained to the back porch in the sun
Your silly grin etched on your face despite everyone

What if I said this is the wrong place
You already knew that you were destined for more
What if I knew about your bad days
I was selfish, scared, and barely any better now

The frantic phone calls from your family when you'd gone
The rumors and the sideways glances in your own home

Bad Days

CHORUS: 

There's millionaires in charge, yet hungry children
We've bitten off the face to spite the nose
The hand that feed's receding, though the hand that thieves ain't still
There's clearly something wrong here, and it shows

So you want to win a contract from your Tory chums?
Well there's just one thing to do
No need for tender process, expertise, or even skill
Just donate another grand or two

CHORUS

So you want to be a minister, and run the country?
Trade, Education, even Health? (or more...)
Relevant experience? No, journalism's fine and dandy
The only entry bar is wealth

We'll take, take, take from the world and we'll never give much back
We'll give, give, give to the wealthy, but never the poor 
Fuck business, except when the business is ours
Time to amass more powers than ever before

CHORUS x2

What Makes Britain Great, Again?

A track about lost friends, I hope you enjoy. Please like and repost, it would mean the  world to me. Thank you

Lyrics:

Chorus:
Oh there's something so cold
'bout taking the young
And leaving the old
Like why, why you gotta go?
There's so many more,
Days left untold

Verse 1:
So many more songs that need to be sung
All I need's a voice but all I get is voicemail
Parents still paying your phonebill

Verse 2:
And do you recall?
Chilling with us?
After you left, we all broke apart

Chorus:
Oh there's something so cold
'bout taking the young
And leaving the old
Like why, why you gotta go?
There's so many more,
Days left untold

Verse 3:
And the only thing that sticks with me
There's an easy way out if I want it
I try to keep my mind off it
But some nights I get lonely

Verse 4:
And if I'm being honest,
It's why I don't drink so much anymore
I'm running out of excuses,
Some nights I know that I'm a loser

Chorus:
Oh there's something so cold
'bout taking the young
And leaving the old
Like why, why you gotta go?
There's so many more,
Days left untold

Free Download

So Cold

For r/Songaweek (Jan 21st to Jan 27th)

Lyrics:

This dimension is my stomping ground
I holiday in others but this one I hang around
I can see all the futures and where they interconnect
And if you wanna gamble on that
I'll take that bet

I raise up mountains
And raze them back down
I bring forth floods so my enemies drown
The blood of ancients in my veins
I can grant you riches, I can take away fame

Yeah, it's true
The Devil wishes he was me
I'm the King of Rock N Roll!

I'm not Canadian, or Californian
Altogether alien I'm mythical next of kin
Always mining for thunder no matter what sky I'm under
And always coming up gold, ha ha

I seek out fortunes that you have forgot
You reap to sow but I've sown, reaped and wrought
Laughed in the face of army advances
So what'd you reckon are your fuckin' chances

Yeah, it's true
The Devil wishes he was me
I'm the King of Rock N Roll!

I'll drink a gallon of gasoline just cause I can
Keep tellin' you, I'm no mere mortal, man
I can bring about eternal night or eternal day
Oh when I stare into the abyss it looks away

Yeah, it's true
The Devil wishes he was me
I'm the King of Rock N Roll!

King of Rock'n'Roll

Deadline

After Hours

20 Hope

Lyrics
Verse1

Running out
Round and round
Hate to see you go down
Under the open door

Are you listening
There’s another thing

Prechorus 1
See me do my job
Then leave it all behind me
Come and drop it off 
Run where you’ll never find me

Answer no questions
Take no suggestions
Work by request and
Charge a fee for my session

Prechorus 2
I don’t have an answer but i can reassure
That the last words are written here
And there’s no more
One more thing before i appear
Don’t shoot the messenger





















Chorus

He said I can’t reach you here
And its been so long
That I’ve got to move on
I Disappeared
Now I can’t remember things we whispered
Im gone
Transferred
So don’t shoot, don’t shoot
Don’t shoot the messenger


Verse 2

Your loaded gun
And me i want to run
But you’ve got me in the crosshairs
And my time has come

But i’ll continue on
And you’ll sing my song 


I’ll continue on
And even though i’m gone
They’ll sing my song

What Makes Britain Great, Again?

Ben Below

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