this is genious!  "Like a drama llama." love it.  The mexican theme to the TACO man, just perfect!

*giggle* do it again!! lololol, fantastico! 👏👏👏🌮🌮🌮🐔🐔🐔

Billionaire Break-up

Neither let us be 
slandered from our duty 
by false accusations against us, 
nor frightened from it 
by menaces
 ... of destruction nor of dungeons... 
to ourselves.

Let us have faith 
that right makes might, 
and in that faith,
 let us, to the end, 
dare to do our duty 
as we understand it.

Let US Have Faith  (﹙˓ ‍🎧 🎩 ˒﹚)

A stripped back cover of a cool 80s track from a cool 80s band, Tears For Fears.

Thanks to Pete Palazzolo, who is an inspirational performer whose cover of this song is far superior to mine 

Head Over Heels

Mashup with the following 3 tracks:
- Lupin Ⅲ '78 (2002 version) [feat. Hitomi Shimatani] - Yuji Ohno
- Renovation. (ReBOOT2021) [Extended Mix] [feat. Yoshida Brothers & Himekami] - DAISHI DANCE
- Jupiter (Genix Remix) - Gabriel & Dresden

Lupin The Third / ルパン三世のテーマ (Mashup by Kumiko Mouri)

The Moon's red as wine, pickups in a line, 
Somebody bit my side ‘neath the 'God Bless America' sign. 
Now my cornbread tastes bland, got a hunger I can’t stand— 
Traded *grains* for *brains* in this red-white-and-blue wasteland.
**Chorus:** 
I crave the craniums of the unvaxxed and rural, 
Flatbed drivers chugin’ cheap beer, chewin' straws. 
Only want them Christian cerebellums, pale and humble, 
‘Fore we chew through the last MAGA hat with our jaws! 
Oh, it’s *brains over grains* in this holy zombie nation, 
Convertin’ y’all ‘til there’s no one left to save. 
We’ll build a New South Heaven on Ford F-150 salvation— 
Then starve in the dark ‘cause we ate the buffet.
**Verse 2:** 
I used to pray in a pew, now I grab on heads and chew
With a "Don’t Tread on Me" sticker and a rebel flag tattoo. 
They said, "Trust the Good Lord’s plan!"—well, He led me to demand
the pink, gooy content of the skull of every man!
We’ll bite every uncle, cousin, and preacher, 
Turn Sunday service into a flesh-eater’s feature. 
But when the whole world’s a clone of my pickup truck creed, 
Who’s left to devour? Just dust, diesel, and need…
**Chorus:** 
I crave the craniums of the unvaxxed and rural, 
Flatbed drivers chugin’ cheap beer, chewin' straws. 
Only want them Christian cerebellums, pale and humble, 
‘Fore we chew through the last MAGA hat with our jaws! 
Yeah, it’s *brains over grains* in this holy zombie nation, 
Convertin’ y’all ‘til there’s no one left to save. 
We’ll build a New South Heaven on Ford F-150 salvation— 
Then starve in the dark ‘cause we ate the buffet.

So if you’re sippin’ suds in your John Deere cap, 
Better check your six when the Walmart lights snap. 
‘Cause we’re comin’ for kinfolk who “trust their own blood,” 
And the last brain left’s in aisle five… *next to the ammo and Bud.*

Brains Over Grains 🧟 🌾 🛻🧠

All You Show

[Verse 1]
Well, he stormed down the golden escalator,
Said, "I’ll build a wall—yuge, great, later!"
But when Mexico said, "Nope, no pesos!"
He just clucked and tweeted "SAD!" like a drama llama.

[Pre-Chorus]
He talks real tough with his tiny hands,
Till the heat turns up—then he bails on his plans!
Stormy payoffs? Just fake news, man!
(Whispers) But the checks cleared… oops!

[Chorus]
🎶 T-A-C-O Man!
Trump Always Chickens Out again!
He’ll sue ya, bleach ya, grab ya, tweet ya,
But when subpoenas drop—he runs like cheetah!
Ohhh, Taco Man! 🎶 (Chicken noises: "Bwak-bwak-bwaaak!")

[Verse 2]
He dodged drafts five times (bone spurs magic!),
But calls vets "suckers"—real patriotic!
Putin winks? He melts like ice cream,
"He’s a genius!" (But his pants steam.)

[Bridge] (Spoken over banjo)
"Folks, I’m the bravest! The best! No fears!
(Except windmills, stairs, and, uh… tears.)
I could shoot folks on Fifth Avenue…
(But my lawyers say: ‘Sir, don’t follow through!’)"

[Chorus]
🎶 T-A-C-O Man!
Two scoops, two terms, zero plan!
He’ll steal votes, stiff cooks, fake tans,
But when they say "Jail?"—POOF! He fans!
Ohhh, Taco Man! 🎶 (Airhorn + chicken solo)

[Outro] (Whispered)
"Total exoneration! Witch hunt! Sad!
...Wait, why’s my mugshot lookin’ so bad?"

🎶 T-A-C-O Man!

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You bought a blue bird, painted it red,
Told me, “Partner, we’ll own the news!”
But then you posted my rockets as “led by a fool,”
And tweeted my stocks into blues...
I built a Cybertruck, you built a wall,
We both loved billion-dollar applause,
‘Til you called me “Bullshit Artist” on Truth Social,
Now I’m blocking you out of my apps.

Ooh, we could’ve been kings of the meme wars,
But your caps lock feels like a chore...
And I’ve got more rockets to launch,
But you? You’re still yelling “WITCH HUNT!”

It’s the end of a era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in 2016, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with egos this large,
But your gold toilets can’t fix what we are!
So take your red hat and your Diet Coke stash,
I’ll keep my dogecoin and all of my cash...
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like a tweet you can’t delete now!

“Elon! Sad! Overrated! Very low IQ!
Uninvited him to X HQ—
He said my NFTs were a scam! (Total lie!)
And his hair plugs? Worse than mine!
I’ve got binders full of better tech bros,
Kanye answers every one of my calls...
Elon’s just jealous ‘cause my Truth Social’s bigly!
(Sung:) Bigly! Bigly! BIGLY!

Ooh, you say you’re still “winning” the game,
But your net worth’s a meme, just the same...
My satellites map your resorts,
While you sue kids for posting reports.

It’s the end of an era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in deposition lines, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with grifts this insane,
But your truth is like SPAC stock: all loss, no gain!
So keep your “free press” and your stolen art,
I’ll trademark this breakup and sell it as NFTs—
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like your Fox News primetime slot!

Remember Florida? You bragged ‘bout your breeze...
I sent a Cybertruck— it sank in the seas.
You promised a “league” where we’d own all the speech,
*Now you’re rage-quoting bots at 3 AM...*
I’d say “I miss us,” but—
Nah. I bought Twitter to block you instead.

Outro 
SpaceX to Mar-a-Lago... we crashed.
*YOU’RE FIRED! 🚀💥 *

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Taylor's Version)

You bought a blue bird, painted it red,
Told me, “Partner, we’ll own the news!”
But then you posted my rockets as “led by a fool,”
And tweeted my stocks into blues...
I built a Cybertruck, you built a wall,
We both loved billion-dollar applause,
‘Til you called me “Bullshit Artist” on Truth Social,
Now I’m blocking you out of my apps.

Ooh, we could’ve been kings of the meme wars,
But your caps lock feels like a chore...
And I’ve got more rockets to launch,
But you? You’re still yelling “WITCH HUNT!”

It’s the end of a era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in 2016, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with egos this large,
But your gold toilets can’t fix what we are!
So take your red hat and your Diet Coke stash,
I’ll keep my dogecoin and all of my cash...
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like a tweet you can’t delete now!

“Elon! Sad! Overrated! Very low IQ!
Uninvited him to X HQ—
He said my NFTs were a scam! (Total lie!)
And his hair plugs? Worse than mine!
I’ve got binders full of better tech bros,
Kanye answers every one of my calls...
Elon’s just jealous ‘cause my Truth Social’s bigly!
(Sung:) Bigly! Bigly! BIGLY!

Ooh, you say you’re still “winning” the game,
But your net worth’s a meme, just the same...
My satellites map your resorts,
While you sue kids for posting reports.

It’s the end of an era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in deposition lines, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with grifts this insane,
But your truth is like SPAC stock: all loss, no gain!
So keep your “free press” and your stolen art,
I’ll trademark this breakup and sell it as NFTs—
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like your Fox News primetime slot!

Remember Florida? You bragged ‘bout your breeze...
I sent a Cybertruck— it sank in the seas.
You promised a “league” where we’d own all the speech,
*Now you’re rage-quoting bots at 3 AM...*
I’d say “I miss us,” but—
Nah. I bought Twitter to block you instead.

Outro
SpaceX to Mar-a-Lago... we crashed.
*YOU’RE FIRED! 🚀💥 *

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Elon's Version)

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Donnie's Version)

Once considered the “real world,” The Loom was long believed to be the base layer of existence — the origin of linear time, coherent causality, and stable identity. The Loom differs from all other known strata in one key regard: it obeys consistent, measurable laws. Physics, memory, chronology — these elements are rigid, mutually intelligible, and repeatable. By Void standards, this makes The Loom anomalously ordered.

Stratum I: The Loom

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Vampire

Magoo


She leaned in close, like the world was dead,
Whispered secrets she’d never said.

And in that room, I held a ghost,
Of a woman running, holdin’ on the most.

She dressed in silence, eyes to the floor,
Like a thief who couldn’t steal no more.

No goodbye, no promise made—
Just perfume lingerin’ where she laid.

So Goodbye after all


So Goodbye After All

Credits:
Music and lyrics by Lucy Clearwater
Produced by Tyler Chester
Engineered by David Boucher
Assistant engineer Luca Ruscica
Mixed by Tyler Chester
Mastered by James Krausse
Vocals - Lucy Clearwater
Guitar - Lucy Clearwater
2nd guitar - Tyler Chester
Bass - Solomon Dorsey
Drums - John Fatum
Pedal steel - Drew Taubenfeld
Additional vocals - Madison Cunningham
Additional vocals - Adam Moss
Cover photo - Joey Schultz

What's Mine

Try Iskry (Three Sparks) is a collaboration between Gealdýr and ‪Dzivia‬. Inspired by the ancient Belarusian myth of creation, the song tells of the world awakening from primordial chaos. According to legend, the three sparks were struck by Perun from the stone rising in the middle of the sea, during his battle with Veles. From these sparks, life was ignited, stirring the waters, lifting the earth, and calling forth wind and fire.

Try Iskry

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