Back Scratching (Briyan Frederick) 
lyrics ©Bryan Baker
image from Pinterest
music by Suno AI
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Back Scratching (Briyan Frederick) 

Back b-b-b-back 
Scratching 
As a matter fact 
And tact 
You won't get better than that 
Scratch the post 
Who screams the most 
Gets scratched the most

Back Scratching 
The misinformed are severely lacking 
Starving on the street 
For lack of scratching 
And extra scratch 
For b-b-b-back scratching

Back scratching 
B-b-b-but that's just me 
Built a house of favors, call it reciprocity 
Take a little, give a little, see? 
Ain't no shame in the game when the back rub’s free

Stroke the ego, grease the wheel 
They say it ain't real, b-b-b-but the deal’s still sealed 
Handshakes in the dark, whispers in the light 
Everybody gotta eat, so they scratch to survive

Back scratching 
The underdogs keep hatching 
Plans on the low while the big dogs cash in 
Who got the most? Who screams the loudest? 
Power ain't power if you ain't got the crowd, sis

R-r-rub it right, feel the friction
Loyalty’s a currency, call it addiction 
Scratched your name off the list?  That’s affliction 
Keep the cycle going, that's the system

Back scratching 
But that's just me 
Standing on the edge where the b-b-b-blind mimes see 
Silence in the room, but the echoes speak 
Who’s got your back when your back gets weak?


Back Scratching (Briyan Frederick)

Our Big Floating Heads (alternate version)(Bored Young Men)
lyrics ©Beeg Srahka
image from Meta AI
music by Suno AI

Our Big Floating Heads (Bored Young Men)

Your night is right,
With big floating heads,
Our big floating heads,
They’ll pass your window.
Float with a hush,
We look but don’t touch,
You’ll never know.

Big floating heads,
Our big floating heads,
Approaching your home.

Your night is right,
With big floating heads,
Our big floating heads,
They’ll pass your window.
Float with a hush,
We look but don’t touch,
You’ll never know.

Big floating heads,
Our big floating heads,
Approaching your home.
Approaching your home.


Our Big Floating Heads (alternate version)(Bored Young Men)

This, This Bliss (Zan)
lyrics ©Zan Hoffman
image by Zan Hoffman
image by Suno AI

This, This Bliss (Zan)

Bliss like this
how she can kiss
as quivering lip
touches lip

with no end in sight
this could go on all night
this this bliss
this this kiss

Bliss like this
how she can kiss
as rich as chocolate moose
please don't let loose

face to face
this embrace
this this bliss
this this kiss

This, This Bliss (Zan)

Mermaid and Rocker (Stephanie) 
lyrics & image by Stephanie & Meta AI
music by Suno AI

Mermaid and Rocker (Stephanie)

Under neon lights, where the music plays
A mermaid and a rocker, on a magical date day
He's got his guitar, she's got her shining tail
As they dance and sing, their love will never fail

Oh, mermaid and rocker, a perfect pair
Making waves and music, everywhere
Their love is pure and strong, like the ocean's tide
Mermaid and rocker, side by side

He plays a power chord, she sings a siren's song
Together they create, a love that's loud and strong
Their hearts beat like a drum, as they sway to the sound
In this underwater world, their love will spin around

Oh, mermaid and rocker, a perfect pair
Making waves and music, everywhere
Their love is pure and strong, like the ocean's tide
Mermaid and rocker, side by side

As the night winds down, and the music fades away
The mermaid and the rocker, will find their own sweet way
To make their love shine bright, like a beacon in the sea
And their hearts will always sing, wild and carefree

Oh, mermaid and rocker, a perfect pair
Making waves and music, everywhere
Their love is pure and strong, like the ocean's tide
Mermaid and rocker, side by side


Mermaid and Rocker (Stephanie)

Menu Puppet (alternate version) (Tom Furgas)
lyrics ©Tom Furgas
image by Tom Furgas
music by Suno AI

Menu puppet went to dance
On raisin sheets astraddle
Ocean kites that look askance
At diamond gravy paddles.

Menu puppet won the prize
Of rubber eggs and hankies
Folded them before my eyes
And stomped away so cranky

Menu puppet menu puppet
Don't forget to sneeze
Shift into the reverse sun
And split the Southern keys

Menu puppet shaved his nib
with ballpoint hammer twins
Menu puppet clutched his ribs
And chuckled at the din

Menu puppet menu puppet
Don't forget to sneeze
Shift into the reverse sun
And split the Southern keys

Didn't menu puppet shrink?
Didn't menu puppet cry?
Didn't menu puppet think
His wobble wouldn't try?
Didn't menu puppet leap?
Didn't menu puppet scream?

Didn't menu puppet heap
The flattened roses dream?

Menu puppet went to dance
On raisin sheets astraddle
Ocean kites that look askance
At diamond gravy paddles.

Menu Puppet (alternate version) (Tom Furgas)

Private Garden (Kathleen)
lyrics by Kathleen & ChatGPT
image & music by Suno AI

Private Garden (Kathleen)

Inside each of us, there's a garden so fine
A place where our thoughts and dreams intertwine
It's a sanctuary, where we can be free
A private garden, where things grow naturally, allowed to just be.

We're the gardeners, of this inner space
We nurture and prune, with a gentle pace
We share our blooms, with those we adore
But we'll protect our garden, from those who'd damage or take more.

The seeds of our soul, are planted with care
We water them with love, and watch them flourish there
The sun shines bright, on our inner ground
And our garden grows, with a beauty unbound

We're the gardeners, of this inner space
We nurture and prune, with a gentle pace
We share our blooms, with those we adore
But we'll protect our garden, from those who'd damage or take more.

There are those who'd seek, to trespass and roam
To trample our flowers, and claim our garden as their own
But we'll guard our gates, with a watchful eye
And keep our garden safe, from those who'd seek to deny

We're the gardeners, of this inner space
We nurture and prune, with a gentle pace
We share our blooms, with those we adore
But we'll protect our garden, from those who'd damage or take more.

Our private garden, is a work of art
A reflection of our heart, and a symbol of our soul's every part
We'll tend to it, with love and with care
And keep our garden thriving, with a beauty that's rare.























Private Garden (Kathleen)

Prepare This Heart (for Reaping)(Don Campau)
lyrics ©Don Campau
image by Don Campau
music by Suno AI

Prepare This Heart (for Reaping)(Don Campau)

I turned around, 
was no sound, 
There was no sound 
but my eyes were still twinkling, 
You came to town, 
and showed me how, 
You showed how to stop thinking about it, 
You, 
have a voice of remarkable clarity, 
I want to bathe in it, 
You, 
place a mark in the steel that is forged,
and I’ll be a slave for it, 

I turned around, 
was no sound, 
There was no sound 
but my twinkling, 
You came to town, 
and showed me how, 
You showed how to stop thinking, thinking

You, 
shining bright like a gem behind glass You know I will steal it, 
You, 
had a massive appeal for me then, 
And the days haven’t changed that, 

I turned around, 
was no sound, 
There was no sound 
but my eyes were twinkling, 
You came to town, 
and showed me how, 
You showed how to stop thinking, stop thinking

You, 
have a voice of remarkable clarity, 
I want to bathe in it, 
You, 
place a mark in the steel that is forged,
and I’ll be a slave for it, 
You, 
shining bright like a gem behind glass You know I will steal it, 
You, 
had a massive appeal for me then, 
And the days haven’t changed that, 

I turned around, 
was no sound, 
There was no sound 
but my eyes were still twinkling, 
You came to town, 
and showed me how, 
You showed how to stop thinking, stop thinking about it 

I turned around, 
was no sound, 
There was no sound 
but my blinking, 
You came to town, 
and showed me how, 
You showed how to stop thinking, 

Prepare this heart for reaping, 
Prepare, prepare
Prepare this heart for reaping, 
Prepare, prepare
Prepare this heart for reaping, 
Prepare, prepare
Prepare this heart for reaping, 
Prepare, prepare

Prepare This Heart (for Reaping)(Don Campau)

Rumba with a Raccoon (Ellen Miz Ellen) 
lyrics by Ellen Miz Ellen & ChatGPT
image by Meta AI
music by Suno AI

Rumba with a Raccoon (Ellen Miz Ellen)

If you could see me now,
Rumba with a raccoon somehow.
I would sway and spin with flair.
Introduce you to a fox, with dancing hair.
And how wild you would feel,
If you could steal,
A dance like mine, rumba with a raccoon.

We'd move our hips, feel the beat.
Underneath the starry street.
The raccoon would tap its feet.
If you could see me now,
Rumba with a raccoon, swaying somehow.

I would glide and move with ease.
Introduce you to a squirrel, dancing to the trees.
And how free you would be,
If you could see,
Me now, rumba with a raccoon.

We'd dance through the night, feel so bright.
A dancing duo, shining light.
Rumba with a raccoon, wild and just right.


Rumba with a Raccoon (Ellen Miz Ellen)

Crystal Lantern Lady (Don) 
lyrics and image by Don & ChatGPT
music by Suno AI

Crystal Lantern Lady (Don)

She rides on a moonbeam, silver in her hair 
Laughing with the willows, floating in the air 
Paints the dawn with colors only night can see 
Crystal lantern lady, come and shine on me

Oh, she’s a rainbow river, winding soft and slow 
She tells the secret stories only dreamers know 
Dancing in the garden where the starflowers grow 
Crystal lantern lady, never let me go

She hums to the sparrows, songs of emerald seas 
Whispers to the jasmine, sways the apple trees 
Her footsteps fall like petals, soft upon the ground 
Every time she turns, the air becomes a sound

Oh, she’s a rainbow river, winding soft and slow 
She tells the secret stories only dreamers know 
Dancing in the garden where the starflowers grow 
Crystal lantern lady, never let me go

Silver bells are ringing 
Through the twilight haze 
Mystic wheels are spinning 
Round her golden gaze

Sailing on her laughter, drifting free and high 
Crystal lantern lady, lift me to the sky



Crystal Lantern Lady (Don)

Glass Arithmetic (Colin)
lyrics by Colin & ChatGPT
image & music by Suno AI

Glass Arithmetic (Colin)

Count the windows, none align 
Paper shadows trace the sign 
Numbers hum beneath the floor 
Add them up, but still want more

Glass arithmetic, neat disguise 
Answers fall through narrow eyes 
Glass arithmetic, clean divide 
Nothing left, but amplified

Voices folded, clipped, arranged 
Patterns shift but not estranged 
Every silence in its frame 
Every echo wears a name

Glass arithmetic, neat disguise 
Answers fall through narrow eyes 
Glass arithmetic, clean divide 
Nothing left, but amplified

Fingers tapping on the chrome 
Every signal finds a home 
Empty spaces, neat and clear 
Everything’s accounted here

Glass arithmetic, 
Silent, complete 
Glass arithmetic, 
Cold and discreet


Menu Puppet (alternate version) (Tom Furgas)

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