Молодий і тупий 
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Як пройти через це?
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Молодий і тупий

brand new Rock n roll song in a furiously beautiful tempo. Difficult to sit style you want to get up and move. This classic but modern song brings up, wouldn't it be better to meet in one place and fall in love than swipe to choose and date online with fake scams and maybe not real love.. big love from Robby listen to my song you will like it my rock n roll lovers to the audience

Swipe left swipe right (old school love Rock n roll)

[Intro]
(*instrumental*)

[Verse 1]
Step in my den, baby, take a look around
That’s oak veneer, not messin’ around
Got shag on the floor, got class on the wall
And that eight-track’s hummin’ like a disco call

[Verse 2]
Kitchen so green it makes your heart sing
Fridge match the blender, stovetop’s the king
Toastin’ Pop-Tarts in a lime-hued shrine
Don’t need granite when you’re this divine

[Chorus]
Wood panelin’—*forever clean*
Olive green—my domestic dream
Trends come and go, but I know what’s real
This ain’t decor, baby, it’s sex appeal

[Verse 3]
You bring your granite and your stainless flair
But you’ll never match this avocado stare
I see your Pinterest, your sleek gray tones
But I’ve got a backsplash that groans like bones

[Bridge]
They call it dated, they call it wrong
But this house been vibin’ *way too long*
Built to last, and twice as proud
And that fake wood still draws a crowd

[Chorus]
Wood panelin’—*never fades*
Olive green—*eternal shades*
Mock it all, but I’ll be smilin’ wide
When your “modern” fades and I’m still fly

[Breakdown]
“Open concept”? No thanks, bro
I like my rooms where the smoke can *glow*
Microwave buzzin’, Jell-O mold chillin’
And my couch is corduroy—and totally thrillin’

[Final Chorus]
Wood panelin’—*my soul’s veneer*
Olive green—*it’s the color of cheer*
Paint your world white, strip your past
But this brown-and-green love? It's built to last

[Outro]
(*faint sizzle of something frying in an avocado skillet*)
Still stylish. Still sexy. Still mine.

Paneled & Proud

"Vivimi così, che non c'è tempo di cambiare quello che non va..."
WIMBLEDON è un brano che racconta l'urgenza di vivere l'amore così com'è, senza correzioni, senza filtri.
Una relazione spezzata, ma ancora viva nei pensieri, si trasforma in poesia cruda e lucida, tra illusioni perdute e mondi che crollano.
Con sonorità intime e graffianti, il pezzo scava nella vulnerabilità dei sentimenti, nell’incapacità di comunicare, nella consapevolezza che non sempre si può salvare ciò che si ama.
Ma forse, anche in mezzo al caos, l’anima continua a vivere solo d’amore.
“WIMBLEDON” è una confessione, una resa, un grido sommesso rivolto a chi ha avuto tutto e poi ha perso tutto.

Wimbledon

#punkrock #funny #ironic #melodicle #jumping #alternativerock #rock #rockmusic #wendir #fun #new

The Ballad of Life(and All its glorious nonsense)-Wendir

Keep The Door Shut

Jeffrey Bright remix for JABMA; originally recorded in 1987 and previously released in 2021 on the Twitch EP

Voice – Jeffrey Bright 
Guitars – Mitchell Swann 
Bass guitar – Luis Lerma 
Drums – Tim Payton Earick
Organ — Terry Lerma 
Second guitar — Eric Olt 

Words – Bright 
Music – Swann & Lerma

Remixing:
Jeffrey Bright/JABMA at Studio La Casa
San Francisco, California
2020–2024

Orignal recording, tape transfer: 
Gary D King at ReFraze Studio
Dayton, Ohio 
1986–1987, 2020

Restoration, additional recording, mastering:
Jeffrey Bright/JABMA at Studio La Casa
San Francisco, California
2020–2024

Cover design - Jeffrey Bright 

© 1987 The Pleasures Pale 
Fugitive Music Publishing / BMI

Most Precious Things

Not Fey

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🔻 Song Insight
“Turn Me Off” is a razor-edged punk-pop anthem built on the ashes of people-pleasing and toxic nostalgia. Laced with sarcasm and dark humor, the track pulls no punches about betrayal, wasted time, and that moment you finally take your life back. It’s a cathartic soundtrack for anyone who’s tired of being polite and ready to reclaim their power—with the volume cranked up.

🔻 Lyrics
Intro:
I found my spot, the one I craved
Hiding under all the mess I made
Brittle as fuck, yeah, I cracked
Bent and broken, right off these fucking tracks

Verse 1:
Arms marked up from the shit I did for you
No more excuses—yeah, I saw it through
Was it love or just an excuse?
Does it matter—nothing's enough for you

Kindness was a game, you played it well
But you were never good enough to sell
Cut and slice, hammer crashed it well
Pulling out memories, burnt as hell

Chorus:
You’re the storm in my summer,
The shit on my shoe—remember? (Yeah, you do)
Milk gone bad, ruined my point of view
You’re the worst day, never my center
That was my life with you, and yeah, it’s true
You turned me on just to turn me off

Verse 2:
People say I’m cruel, forgetting the good
Fuck that shit, you’d run too if you could
You poisoned the parts that used to thrive
Watched them wither, die inside

You metastasize—won’t go away
A mole in my head, just growing gray
You haunt my mind, rent-free
But you don’t belong here, so fuck off—PLEASE

Bridge:
Static on my radio,
Don’t like my station? Change it—
If my noise offends you, good, turn the dial
Or stick around, I’ll make it worthwhile
(What's a dial?)

Chorus:
You’re the storm in my summer,
The shit on my shoe—remember? (Yeah, you do)
Milk gone bad, ruined my point of view
You’re the worst day, never my center
That was my life with you, and yeah, it’s true
You turned me on just to turn me off

Outro, Spoken – Deadpan:
Some say it’s masked love—whatever the fuck
Eat a dick, get bent, I’m fresh outta luck
The depths I’ve exposed—just a window—
If you never loved, you never lost—
Guess that’s how we grow—

I’m like a podcast or a late-night stream
Just your noise? Never a dream—
Turn me on or fuck me off—and enjoy the show.

Otherwise, keep going—this is MY space now.

speaker 1:
“MySpace, wasn’t that a place for pedophiles?”
speaker 2:
“No, you’re thinking of MyFace.”
speaker 1:
“Oh, wait… how do you know?”
speaker 2:
"It was on the news, right?"
speaker 1:
"Your pager’s going off, better get that"
speaker 2:
"Oh shit, it’s 911, I gotta get this, you got a phone?"


🔻 Personal Reflection
I spent years making myself small for other people—trying to be liked, to be “enough,” to keep the peace. But there’s a point where you realize you can’t save anyone who’s set on destroying themselves (or you). “Turn Me Off” is me reclaiming my life, my voice, and my sense of humor. It’s blunt, loud, and finally honest—because I’m done apologizing for existing.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
Every 4Me2BeFree track is a slice of lived experience, spun into something cinematic and real. With “Turn Me Off,” I’m doubling down on the mission: take raw truth, twist it into something you can feel, and make sure no one walks away unmoved. Whether you’re laughing, hurting, or raging along, the goal is always the same—turn pain into connection, and never hold back.
🔻 Copyright Notice
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Turn Me Off

Californication, performed by Red Hot Chili Peppers Experience, recorded at Woodworm Studios in Barford St Michael between March 12th and April 23rd, 2016.

Produced, engineered and mixed by Stuart Jones, assisted by Jacob Holdsworth.

Red Hot Chili Peppers Experience are Matty Smith (vocals), Jordan Hallett (guitars & backing vocals), Richard Nash (drums) and Werner de Jong (bass). This recording features AJ Ashton (drums).

Original track by Red Hot Chili Peppers, who own the full copyright. No infringement of that copyright is intended.

Keep The Door Shut

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