It's Always Monday On The Moon
-Dgar

The adventure of a lifetime.
On the next million steps for mankind.
Years of planning and training and prepping and now I’m here and I have left you alone.
It’s time to come home.

Two week long, days and nights.  
Time drags on underneath the lights.
Working all the time mining crater ice,
And keeping the vacuum on the outside. 
I’m living at my job.  Even free time isn’t free.
Every day’s a workday, and Friday’s but a dream.
But soon I’m coming home to you.

It’s always Monday on the Moon
It’s always Monday on the Moon
It’s never Friday afternoon
It’s always Monday on the Moon

Recirculated air.
Watching home just hanging there.
Months of constantly cleaning the luna dust from the regilith filters in my tin can. 
It’s all that I am. 

Two week long, days and nights.  
Time drags on underneath the lights 
Working all the time mining crater ice,
And keeping the vacuum, on the outside. 
Filling out reports, maintaining machines. 
Every day’s a workday and I’m living in a dream. 
But soon I’m coming home to you.  

It’s always Monday on the Moon
It’s always Monday on the Moon
It’s never Friday afternoon
It’s always Monday on the Moon

It’s always Monday on the Moon
It’s always Monday on the Moon
Soon I’m coming home to you
It’s always Monday on the Moon

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall.

It's Always Monday On The Moon

Space Pop
-Dgar

So I’m driving in my rover.
Yeah!

Robots have taken over. 
The Sun’s gone supernova. 
I’ve run out of cola. 
I’m driving in my rover. 
Yeah.

I pull into a rest stop. 
I ask the guy for soda pop
They glurged at me and pointed up. 
To the distant mountain top. 
Yeah.  Yeah.

I buy a Dizzy 8-0 Ray. 
Load my rover in the bay. 
In the twinkle of the day. 
We’re looking A-O-K. 
Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I fly up through the mist. 
The engines growl and hiss. 
To my lips I hold my fist. 
For luck I blow a kiss. 

The clouds begin to peel. 
The scene is revealed. 
My rover makes a squeal. 
It’s excited for a meal. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I switch to landing sequence. 
It parks in perfect silence. 
Rover climbed up the side fence. 
While I checked my finance. 
Yeah. 

I slide through to the shop. 
Buy some pink space soda pop. 
Pay my creds to the cashier bot. 
Tip my can and drink the lot. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Robots have taken over. 
The Sun’s gone supernova. 
I’ve run out of cola. 
I’m driving in my rover. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah.

Written by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall.
Composed by Jon O’Hare. 
Performed by @Kaaren-Elizabeth-Smith, Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall.

Space Pop

Airlock
-Dgar

I saw her in the airlock.  
With a look she rocked my heart. 
She left for Jupiter station,
And I was standing on Mars.  

I’m underground 
Like you’re in space
I cannot move 
With your grace 
It’s not tears
That I shed
I’m so alone 
And she said

And she said

And she said

I saw her in the airlock.  
With a look she rocked my heart. 
She left for Jupiter station,
And I was standing on Mars.  

I’m underground 
Like you’re in space
I cannot move 
With your grace 
It’s not tears
That I shed
I’m so alone 
And she said

And she said

And she said

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Airlock

Little Black Hatchback
 ~ Dgar

[Verse]
I took my baby 
To the esplanade
We grabbed a bite to eat 
And found a place to park 
They said to me 
I like your car 
Was then I knew
We’re gonna go far 
We headed to the beach 
And we chased the tide
We watched the sea
And the sun collide
We put some dolphin stickers
On the sides
Of our little black hatchback
And go for ride.

[Pre-chorus]
It looks so good 
Looks so right 
Driving along 
Taking in the sights 

[Chorus]
In my little black hatchback 
Driving from town to town 
Taking all the back tracks
In the coolest little car around 

[Verse]
We drove out back 
Looking for some fun
It was like we were sailing 
On the sun
Look out world
Here we come 
In a little black hatchback 
That wants to run
We went on a search 
For something new 
We climbed the mountains 
Just to see the view 
You vowed to me
And I vowed to you 
To connect our souls 
And forever be true

[Pre-chorus]
It feels so good 
It feels so right 
Driving along 
Afternoon delight 
 
[Chorus]
In my little black hatchback 
Driving from town to town 
Taking all the back tracks
In the coolest little car around 

[Solo]

[Pre-chorus]
It’s so good 
It’s so right 
Driving along 
Into the night 

[Chorus]
In my little black hatchback 
Driving from town to town 
Taking all the back tracks
In the coolest little car around 
My little black hatchback 
Driving from town to town 
Taking all the back tracks
In the coolest little car around

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Little Black Hatchback

Gettin Stoned
 ~ Dgar

Sitting on the couch a-watchin’ TV
A few of my mates are here with me
Ring up the lad, well can you get on,
Next thing you know, we’re passing a bong.
Getting Stoned

Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned

Dealer came around and he said to me
Man I got the best heads you ever did see
I said, well, pack ‘im up, lets give ‘im a go
Next thing you know we’re smokin cones.
Getting Stoned

Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned

Knock on the door, now who could it be?
What do you know? It’s the police!
I said, Hey man, this is a plant man, not a crime
Next thing you know, I’m payin a fine.
For Getting Stoned!

Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned

Now I’m not one for speed or cocaine
But you’ll never take my green away
You won’t catch us hurtin’ anyone
We’re only here to have some fun
We Get Stoned!

Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned

Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned
Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned
Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned

Written and composed by Jon O’Hare
Performed by Jon O’Hare and Andre Louis

Gettin Stoned

Gettin Stoned (feat. Andre Louis)

Only the Music (Keeps me Alive)
~ Dgar

[Verse]
The joker is putting me down 
They want to wear the crown 
It feels like I’m the clown
They gonna put me in the ground. 

[Pre-chorus]
No one believes in me
No one sees what I see
Fighting to set me free
Pleading down on my knees 

[Chorus] 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
Let’s go

[Verse]
Majesty is smouldering 
Baby’s cold shouldering
Hand in the golden ring
I don’t know what I’m doing 

[Pre-chorus]
No one believes in me
No one sees what I see
Fighting to set me free
Pleading on my knees 

[Chorus] 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
Let’s go

[Verse]
The joker is putting me down 
They want to wear the crown 
Feels like I’m the clown
They gonna put me in the ground. 

[Pre-chorus]
No one believes in me
No one sees what I see
Fighting to set me free
Pleading on my knees 

[Outro] 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
Without the beat 
I wouldn’t survive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me alive 
It’s only the music 
That keeps me 
 
Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Only the Music (Keeps me Alive)

Daedalus
- Dgar

[Lyrics]
Son, you’re my everything,
so I want you to know,
I can lead you to the edge,
then you’re on your own,

Don’t fly too high
Don’t go too low
Don’t soar too fast 
Don’t move too slow

He’s gonna fly away, yeah
He’s gonna fly away

I give you my wings 
and my finest advice
the choices are yours 
when you take flight

Don’t fly too high
Don’t go too low
Don’t soar too fast 
Don’t move too slow

He’s gonna fly away, yeah
He’s gonna fly away

Don’t fly too high
Don’t go too low
Don’t soar too fast 
Don’t move too slow

He’s gonna fly away, yeah
He’s gonna fly away

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Daedalus

Cilla
- Dgar

[Lyrics]
I love you.
Love you true.
I want to stay
right by your side.

Sit by me.
Listen carefully.
I wish I could be with you
all the time. 

Cilla, 
won’t you stay with me?
I hope that you can see,
how much you mean to me.

You’re away so long,
that I had to write this song,
to show you
there is no lie.

Won’t you stay with me, 
and kiss me tenderly,
I’ll stay with you
’til end of time.

Cilla,
won’t you stay with me?
I hope that you can see, 
how much you mean to me.

Cilla,
won’t you stay with me?
I hope that you can see, 
how much you mean to me.

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Cilla

Digital Busker
- Dgar

Digital audience 
gazing into screens
Wandering through playlists 
Shuffling their streams 

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

He’s not on the radio 
No records, tapes, CDs. 
He broadcasts on the Internet 
It’s all done digitally

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

Thoughts he plucks from his mind 
get played right in your brain 
Digial sounds in the bits he writes
What we think becomes the same 

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Digital Busker

Proud Woman
- Dgar

[Verse]
She’s looking after someone elses dreams
Working every night and day it seems
Spending her life scraping for the rent
Takes no hand-outs, saving every cent.

[Chorus]
Proud woman,
standing on her own feet
Proud woman,
Rocking the beat. Rocking the beat.

[Verse]
Ain’t gonna put up with no lyin,
Work all day, it’s the daily grind,
want to get paid, gotta do the time.
After the bills, lucky if left a dime.

[Chorus]
Proud woman,
waiting for the weekend,
Proud woman,
with a will that won’t bend, 

[Chorus]
Proud woman,
The kind you’d wanna find
Proud woman,
She’s got her own mind

[Verse]
Part of life, as she knows,
is taking all the hits and blows, 
People come and people go
Story’s same from coast to coast.

[Chorus]
Proud women
Heads held high (heads held high)
Proud women
filled with pride {filled with pride, filled with pride)
Proud women
Heads held high (heads held high)
Proud women
filled with pride {filled with pride, filled with pride)

Written and composed by Jon O'Hare
Performed by @Reid-Michael-Hall, Jon O'Hare

Proud Woman

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