Written by Damian Smith
Produced by Robert Ruby @ Stringlight Studios
Fiddle by Rachel Crick

Long Way From Hell

Music generated with suno.ai with my own lyrics

Christmas Song for GBS

Lyrics are largely mine (got some AI help). Music generated by suno.ai

Artwork is AI generated fanart by https://twitter.com/RomanIsntOnline

I wake up in the morning, feeling fine, feeling dandy
Got my coffee in my hand and I'm ready for the day
But every time I see my wife, a feeling hits me tight
I clench my cheeks together, tryna hold it all in (oh-yeah)

I must admit, I've got a problem I just can't deny
Cause every time we're together, I let one slip on by
I'm tired of this embarrassment, I wanna break this trend
I'm gonna find a solution, I won't let this happen again

I simply must stop shitting my pants in front of my wife (oh no)
Gotta keep it classy, gotta live a different life (ooh-yeah)
I'm tired of these accidents, it's time to take a stand
No more funky odors, I'm gonna be a better man
I simply must stop shitting my pants in front of my wife

Hand in hand, we'll face this storm with grace
I'll embrace it all and put a smile on my face
For love is stronger than any unexpected sound
And together, my dear, a better me will be found

I simply must stop shitting my pants for the rest of my life
Or I'll have to get a different wife

I have to lead a different life

Lyrics by me, music generated by suno.ai

The sun is blasting down on my face
Shade don't do much good down here
My body's burning, my hands are trembling
I need to get the fuck out of this place

A trial by fire
A road to hell
I'm scorched by you
How can't you tell

My bloodshot eyes
Sunk to the back of my skull
I'm scorched by you
How can't you tell

What the fuck are you doing
What the fuck are you doing
What the fuck are you doing
What the fuck am I doing

Scorched

In a forest deep, where tall trees soar
Lived a bird and a bear, feather in claw
While not a very likely pair
They build a home, with great care
Underneath the stars

Oh, the bird and the bear
Living on a land open and free
Through the seasons they'd roam, never alone
Oh, the bird and the bear, in a cave they call home

Through the slats of their prison
They made their plan to break free
And never be alone
The bird and the bear broke through their cages
Their bondage of steel and stone

The bird and the bear
Living on a land open and free
Through the seasons they'd roam, never alone
Oh, the bird and the bear, in a cave they call home

As the rain poured down as the waters rose, they remained
As the fires scorched the soil, as the winds blew it all away, they remained

Emerging from their home in the side of the mountain
There's a bounty of life a brand new terrain
They venture out to forage to ponder their new world
When rebuilding a home there's no time to complain
At least until next year when it all happens again

Oh, the bird and the bear
Living on a land open and free
Through the seasons they'd roam, never alone
Oh, the bird and the bear, in a cave they call home

As the rain poured down as the waters rose, they remained
As the fires scorched the soil, as the winds blew it all away, they remained

In a forest deep, where tall trees soar
Lived a bird and a bear, feather in claw

Lyrics by Sharkcheese
Audio stems generated by Suno v2 and v3, remixed using Reaper

Feather In Claw

Lyrics and Music by Brent Lillie

THE DEAL
Words and Music (c) by Brent Lillie

Callum John Macguire was born at 2am
Three months premature, the son of Jack and Jen
For ten years they'd been trying, and they'd both broke down and cried
When they found out he was dying, with barely time to be alive

Those tiny hands, those tiny feet, the bandages and tubes
His dad out in the parking lot, so helpless and confused 

He said 'I've often been a sinner, and I'll never be a saint
So listen to me Satan, there's a deal I'd like to make
My soul can burn for all eternity
As long as Callum makes it through, then just take me 
And that's the deal, that’s the deal

It rained that day and all that night, their son kept hangin' on
His tiny fist kept balling up like he was trying to be strong
The nurse said 'he's a fighter', but the hope had left her eyes
Then Jack received a message, and he took his phone outside

I'll take that deal' the message said 'You won't get the chance again
Park out on the level crossing west of town at 2am'

You should never trust the devil, but some deals don't come cheap
So he went inside and kissed his wife so gently in her sleep
And a tear fell for the son he'd never know
And then he went outside, got in his car and drove
‘Cos that’ the deal, yeah that's the deal

They said it was a miracle, never seen the likes before
And when she asked them where her husband was, they said he just walked out the door

On a lonely level crossing, in the wind and teeming rain
He could heard the distant rumble, of that speeding hellbound train  
In case resistance crumbled, he'd thrown away his keys
And as the train bore down he smiled and calmly leaned back in his seat

Time froze as the devil pushed the car down off the track
Then fifty tons of freight train did it's best to pull it back
And that's how come I'm standing here to talk to you
I guess there's some deals that even the devil just won't do

My name is Callum John Macguire, I was born at 2am
Three months premature, the son of Jack and Jen
Me and Dad we like our driving and we sure do get around
But we steer clear of that crossing, on the western side of town
‘Cos that’s the deal, that’s the deal

The Deal

Aha aha oh no
Aha aha oh no
Aha aha oh no
Oh no

You're not getting it man
You're not getting the full scope
The bigger picture
You're missing the forest for the trees
If you were to know the real facts
If you were to realize the extent of your stupidity
You'd understand just why everyone wants to have your head

Don't stand up
Don't stand up
Don't stand up
Don't stand up
Don't stand up
Don't stand up
Don't stand up

Don't stand up
Everything you know is a big fat lie
I don't care about any of the books you've read
Please ignore press mute move on
Close your eyes and don't pay attention

Ah hah oh no

Don't stand up
Don't stand up

Why can't you see it like I do
Why don't you think like I do
Did your daddy not beat some sense into you
Is it because your mommy dropped you on your head as a baby
If you were to know the real facts
If you were to realize the extent of your stupidity
You'd understand just why everyone wants you dead

Lyrics by Sharkcheese
Audio stems generated by Udio v1 and remixed using Reaper

Don't Stand Up

I know of an island
Without a name
Where the birds all flock to sing
It's Easter morning and not a peep to be found
No better time to do a walkaround

We run to a tree to avoid a spot of rain
I drag on a ciggie, you break your daily bread
You throw a crumb to the ragged crow that won't make a sound
It looks like they're melting into the ground

Walkaround
Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever break free
Walkaround
We're always ending where we started from
Walkaround
Time is a circle, or at least that's what they say
Walkaround
But as long as we walk together, we'll be okay

The waters rising as the moon shifts it's gaze
Yellows and purples burning their way across the waves
Mosquitos biting and much worse things are inbound
The day is closing on this walkaround

Lyrics by Sharkcheese
Audio stems generated by Udio v1 and remixed using Reaper

Walkaround

Was unsure about posting this but it turned out pretty good for a troll song.

Lyrics are made up entirely of posts from a person very upset about the music me and a bunch of others were posting in a thread dedicated to such a thing. I'm not sure if they want credit for this or not.

Generated by Suno v3, remixed in Reaper.

The Emotion Of Rejection

He doesn't know where to go
Barely dragging his feet across the dirt
Making miserable attempts to impress an audience of zero to naught
Like a dear in headlights moments before being minced into meat
He runs out the doors to escape the deafening silence
Bursting out into the street

He's dead
He's dead
As it said on the epitaph
"He never made us laugh"
He's dead
He's dead
Maybe now he's ethereal
He'll get better material
He's dead

He never felt this before, blood drips down his chin and onto his chest
His receptionist proved to a likely degree a case of sexual harassment
His hands slowly creep to his head
His voice distorted like a stretched out cassette
Half his face frowned as the hammer came down
He crumbled like a sack of cement

He's dead
He's dead
Life is ephemeral
Should have cut back on cholesterol
He's dead
He's dead
The chief of finance had a lot on his plate
Now he has no heart rate
He's dead

No one dies doing what they loved
Tomorrow is another day but not for him
Was never generous, and that's his fault
He would never do anything for anyone
I remember a time
Oh never mind
He's so unkind
And unrefined
He blazed his own path and now...
He's dead

He's dead
Turns out he's a total creeper
He's dead
C'mon baby don't fear the reaper
He's dead
Yeah He's dead

Lyrics by Sharkcheese
Audio stems generated by Udio v1 and remixed using Reaper (lol)

Eulogy of the Unmissed

I'll put my cards on the table, it was a mistake to not read the label
But "well ventilated area" is open to interpretation
And how was I supposed to avoid any inhalation
Oh my god is this really going to air on cable?

Five open cans of acetone
Four go pro cameras
Three closed windows
Two people
One braincell

Not funny
Feel dizzy
Not funny
Feel dizzy
My cotton head is filled with lead
I only want to go to bed
Not funny
Feel dizzy

We watch the show on channel four
Figured house flipping was something we could explore
It all happened so fast, call from producer to signed contract in a day
Then both of us in that room, not knowing what to do or say
Our minds becoming pickled, our cheeks hot, and her body sensually... swayed...

Not funny
Feel dizzy
Not funny
Feel dizzy
Don't you think it's hot in here
Hold me closer I'm feeling quite queer
Not funny
Feel dizzy

Let's not waste time, don't call the hospital
My wife says her head hurts just a little
Keep everything rolling, no need to end the day
Even if the fumes may be rotting our brains away
We'll both take turns with the paint scraper
And do our best to ignore the vapour
HA ha HA haha ha hee ha aha HAHA! ha

Not Funny
Feel Dizzy

I get it, the circumstances aren't ideal
But the contract was iron clad, no chance of appeal
I'm recording this before it airs on television
For you to hear long after it's mass reception
To gift you some context for your broadcasted conception
For all the embarrassment and schoolyard scorn
If it wasn't for all this, you wouldn't be born

You're welcome.

Lyrics by Sharkcheese
Audio stems generated by Udio and remixed using Reaper

Not Funny Feel Dizzy

+ 'Quiet' is an acoustic guitar driven track that comes with a bonus lead sheet for guitar, piano, bass etc! Listen to 'Quiet' and play along by clicking the song's Lyrics and you will find a lead sheet with lyrics and chords. 
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+ Comments & Kudos for "The Deal":
Story songs are a proud tradition in Country music and “The Deal” by Brent Lillie is a real stunner. The song is captivating, mysterious and chilling. Judges of the Great American Song Contest praised the "The Deal" for its “compellingly powerful original story, strikingly dramatic lyrical imagery and expertly crafted melodic structure.”
These songs are demos written by Brent Lillie (some tracks are collaborations). All songs are registered with Apra Amcos. Inquiries from publishers and music industry professionals are welcome. Contact: brentlillie@gmail.com
A professional touring musician, singer/songwriter and music producer/creator, Brent Lillie has performed as a soloist, in bands and shows throughout Australia. He is currently a member of a popular 70's disco tribute band in South East Queensland, singing and playing bass guitar.  Songwriting achievements include: Winner Unsigned Only, Winner The Great American Song Contest, three times finalist in the International Songwriting Competition, a two times finalist in the USA Songwriting Competition, a two-times winner of the We Are Listening International Lyric Award, a winner and runner-up in the ASA Australian Songwriting Awards, a multiple winner of regional, state and national songwriting competitions in his home country of Australia and a winner in the lyrics category of the $5000 Cash Prize Songwriting Contest. His original music has been included on movie soundtracks, featured on various streaming services including Amazon Prime Video.

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