Name: Living On Toys And Dreams by Clay Young in Clay Young
Duration: 3 min 28 s
Description: First song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch. A musical comedy about a genius toy inventor who is searching for Bigfoot and UFO's in Bellingham, Washington.

That sounds like a very promising musical, my friend. Excellent sound! 🧡

Great song - Excellent vocals and production.

wow, this project is a smash hit, great job Clay, impressive as f..k

Utter brilliance ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

i love this ❤️‍🔥 in my head on repeat! Can’t wait to see the production!!!

Clay Young

Voice of the nation

keep the hope...

Please also check out my YouTube channel:
https://youtu.be/cU0WYLES1Jo?si=mvEUMGje2vFPi8zj
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街灯 / street light
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どうか
想い届けと　風をあつめて
祈る　ゆびさき

どこか
帰る場所など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　あしおと

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　何かが
自分の姿で演じてる　そして
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

ひとり
灯る街灯に　寒くないかと
憂う　ゆうぐれ

いつか
閉じる扉など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　ひとなみ

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　愚かな
自分の姿を忘れてる者が
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

AppleMusic

街灯 / street light

Bubba Wants A Moon Pie

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Heartache In My Levi's

Collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Lyrics:-
With some keen observation
You'll see
Dancing in and out the wires
They'll be
You won't know how they pulled it off oh no
Just little clues of who's involved

Mysterious and a force for good
Just a few
Know Q
17 is their calling card
That's who ?
That's Q

Military precision 
Finesse
Such a cool sense of timing
Obsess
You'll wish you knew how it all ends (you won't)
They're making moves you don't understand 

Mysterious and a force for good
Just a few
Know Q
17 is their calling card
That's who ?
That's Q

When the lights go out
And you don't know who to trust
They're on your side
Always on your side

Mysterious and a force for good
Just a few
Know Q
17 is their calling card
That's who ?
That's Q

Nakedverse/winkandwoo 2025

Calling Card

Calling Card - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

First song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch. A musical comedy about a genius toy inventor who is searching for Bigfoot and UFO's in Bellingham, Washington.

Living On Toys And Dreams

lyrics

Miami is calling my name
My summer mind, my summer brain
Drinks are on me
Step into the sea

Neon Daze 
Neon Daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze

Bartender make me a drink
One that makes me forget how to think
white sands all around
I love this neon town

Neon daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze

neon daze

'ghetto falsetto' with Harmful if Followed and sixstring mac 

Isaac and the apple:
Mac: music, lyrics and vocals
Harmful/Shane: lyrics, vocals, backups 

one man verity show:
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, backups, art 

Well the night’s effervescent and I’m on fire
Full of anti depressants to blunt my ire
Well aware of the presence of my desire
It feels very pleasant as I get higher
And I’m clad in a fashion to catch the eye
So why does everyone ignore me as I walk by
It would be a different story for a different guy
But I’ll never find the glory unless I try
So why do I lie so low 
Why don’t I let them know
Let them bask in the glow
Of my ghetto falsetto 

Most are fucked up from the drugs they take,
and don't care to interrupt all the love I make,
but I can't quite erupt so, I'll simply fake,
and make believe
that I have climaxed, because all the noise
that keeps me far from relaxed and trapped in the void, 
I've always had a clean nose but perhaps I'll toy 
with singing in falsetto. 

These streets are full of cackles and high pitched screams
A ghetto manifesto haunting my dreams
Monotone narration to a story I know
A baritone ending won’t leave me alone
I’m not crazy it’s the world around me
I’ll deal with the shit eventually 
Then get past the truth I know
That I’m too low for ghetto falsetto 

But it don’t mater how high or how low 
Unless you mean it nobody will know
All you need is the seed and the get go
Let go of the ghetto falsetto

ghetto falsetto (with Harmful if Followed and sixstring mac)

Seem to be in permanent countdown mode: global warming,Trump’s tariffs, days left before the visa runs out. So I thought I’d plan an imaginary escape in this song.   https://youtu.be/WfT0n7nuGxE


Let’s start with the countdown
Whoop, whoop I’m going home
ZEHN
There’s nothing worse than Earthlings
NEUN
They have such weird chromosomes 
ACHT
They’re cruel and they’re deluded
SIEBEN
They’re fools, they’re mean, they moan
SECHS
So I’ve pimped up Elon’s spacecraft 
FÜNF
Just hope to take me home
VIER
Tune those raptor engines
DREI
Gotta fixe those propellent leaks
ZWEI
And fingers-crossed I’m blasting off 
EINS
Should be be home in about a week.
WIR HABEN ABGEHOBEN

The Countdown

LYRIC VIDEO  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yukpFvbhX-Y
So ~ I wasn't really intending on writing / recording another new song at the moment since I'm attempting to finish a number of other songs for my current project ~~but This One came to me one day in July & I felt compelled & decided to kind of drop everything  & record it, as I was hearing it as the possible song I may tag on as the Final Song of my new project once it is complete to close it out ~~
Would Love to hear any thoughts on it at all ! :-)
©2025 Donna Dior

THE LAVENDER

Light for Peace 🕊️

We build bridges, no more walls,

Rich hands, no more fists.

We listen, we learn anew,

And let go of what splits us in two.

Peace in the hearts, peace in the world,

A light that illuminates all darkness.

Peace in the hands, peace in the face,

We go together – into the common light.

We sing songs without limits,

Share dreams, without fears.

The earth laughs when we forgive,

And opens paths, big and small.

Peace in the hearts, peace in the world,

A light that illuminates all darkness.

Peace in the hands, peace in the face,

We go together – into the common light.

No matter how far, no matter how close,

We are one, we will realize that.

And every step we take today,

Raises new hope.

Peace in the hearts, peace in the world,

A light that illuminates all darkness.

Peace in the hands, peace in the face,

We go together – into the common light.

Licht für Frieden 🕊️

RiZLiX - Just Chill

SUCH IS LIFE
Written, Performed & Produced
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2025 AB Music

V1
IT'S ANOTHER ECLIPSE OF THE CITY
SOUNDS LIKE YOU'VE BEEN AWAY
S S SAILING AWAY
WHEN I FLOTE INTO YOUR EYE'S
LOOK'S LIKE YOUR FAR AWAY
THERE TO STAY
(CHORUS)
IT'S ALRIGHT, YOU'LL BE FINE
GET OFF THE GROUND, TO TAKE MY HAND
AND FALL AGAIN, TO FALL AGAIN
WE CAN HIDE AND TRY TO DEFINE
SUCH IS LIFE
V2
WE ALL LIVE IN THE CRIME OF THE FUTURE
FEELS LIKE THE END OF TIME
REALING AWAY
NOW YOU'VE SLID INTO THIS STYLE
IT'S NOT THAT YOU HAD TO STAY
I'M HERE TO SAY
(CHORUS)
IT'S ALRIGHT, YOU'LL BE FINE
GET OFF THE GROUND, TO TAKE MY HAND
AND FALL AGAIN, TO FALL AGAIN
WE CAN HIDE AND TRY TO DEFINE
SUCH IS LIFE
(BREAK)
(CHORUS)
END

SUCH IS LIFE

Song written, sung, produced and engineered by Chris Scheri.
Instrumentation by Chris, Mark, David, Brendan

COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS

(Intro. Instrumental theme )
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night.
Make the best of this - he wants to help.
Walking in the park on a hot Summer's night.
Make the best of this - and help yourself.

But you know
You could have stopped this
could have stopped this
could have stopped this (repeat chorus)

(repeat instrumental theme)
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night
Where's the rest of this? Where are you now?
I'm walking in the park on a hot Summer night
What's the best of this? I need to know the rest of this.
Because I know
I could have stopped this
could have stopped this
could have stopped this
I could have stopped this

Over and Over. It keeps me awake at night.
“Could have stopped this” (background vocals)

Guitar solo.

M8 Just when you think, “Everything's alright.”
Just when you think, “We're under control.”
You trip on a thought and slip into “If Only”
If only I'd known, I would have been there!

There – on a hot Summer night
Your thoughts are everywhere.
Can I still help you?
Walking in the park on a hot Summer night,
You're the best of this!
Oh can you tell me, is there anything
I can still do for YOU?

(Choruses repeat till the end, joined by lead guitar on the
third repeat)
YOU COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS

Could Have Stopped This

You Could Have Stopped This

Remix and re-invention of an earlier track from many years ago. Messier 83 (see the image), also known as the Southern Pinwheel Galaxy, contains structures within structures. The images are stunning. This track has interlocking aspects, hence the title.

The Ferns of M83

Bigfoot is a friend of mine. We like to make music and share it with our friends. See our YouTube channel and A Journal of Nonsense for more fun.

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Living On Toys And Dreams

Clay Young

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