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Game Over - nomorechérie

Originally released on Suburban Bicycle Gang's 2019 debut album Soft Balls Are Too Hard.

Suburban Bicyle Gang - Cursed Words

Lyrics:  Cry for it, die for it. Cry for it, and die for it.  I know the ways of this world might seem too tough. Your just not that rough. You know the ways of this world have lots of pain, and lots to gain. We make these connections, holding on for life. We hold all these silly thoughts, don't pick up that knife. Girl she's going crazy, you f*cked up her life. Boy you call that friendship, well thats just not right. Not r-r-r-right (x7) We all have these things we'd die for, we all have these things we cry for. We all have these things we’d die for, we have all these things we cry for. So cry (x3) 
Cry for it, die for it, cry for it and die for it (x4).

Cry For It And Die For It

A live jam of my song 'Shoot The Bull' recorded on Friday, January 13, 1984.
Greg Michalski - Guitar
Ron Snyder - Guitar
Mike Steele - Drums
Mike Carasotti - Bass

Shoot The Bull (LIVE 1984 JAM) Michalski/Snyder/Steele/Carasotti

tothm and andy - the secret garden

www.robbiemaccc.com

'!! Train to Georgia' is the 1st single of the upcoming project which is titled 'Tears From The Trailorpark' and expected to drop before end of year!! Available now on all streaming platforms!!

Tears From The Trailer Park

Tears From The Trailerpark

!! Train 2 Georgia

This is a song I made way back on now lost tapes, but I had written lyrics and spent several hours coaxing Suno to make the song sound a bit like it should, in fact I think the machine collaborated very well in making this song driven by power-chord, dynamic soundscape and some parts are solid rock and some parts are more like a pretty pop song. The LYRICS:

WAITRESS AT THE INN  (mastered)
Words by G.A.Moi/Badtripp Inc copyright 1983/2024

Come the sunny days in autumn  
When the trees are dripping colours
I recall the waitress at the inn  
She held my attention by surprise
Slender figure, tight uniform 
Short cut hair the colour of wood
Shy smile, red roses on her cheeks 
How I shook when she told me her name

The waitress at the inn
who was that waitress at the inn

I looked at her while my lunch cooled  
I don't know why she moved me so
Maybe it was a special day  
Or maybe she was a special girl
She's quite a mystery to me  
Memories linger in my mind
But her mind is very unknown   
Who was that waitress at the inn

The waitress at the inn
who was that waitress at the inn

Waitress at the AI-inn

Fear

Calling For You

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I Never Saw It

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