Mind Control- ϟCHØØL ϟHØØTΣR

Left Behind

1st Contribution to The Basement Tapes

Don't tempt me Don't tempt me
Don't tempt me Don't tempt me

You Lie every single day
The Truth will set you free 
I'm a locked up bird
why won't you see what you've done to me

You Drove Me off the edge now
I'm going full speed now
You Drove Me off the edge now
I'm not gonna make it out
You Drove Me off the edge now
You Drove Me off the edge now
You Drove Me off the edge now

Artwork by Foolz (me)

Don't Talk to Me

gretainer

You Are Forgiven

Used To You

I Slowly Open Ohio - NOKILAM

fugazi

living in smal places

Stayed Too Long

an old Rudyard Kipling poem i put music to


lyrics:

When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,
Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,
Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck
And march to your front like a soldier.
Front, front, front like a soldier . . .

When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,
Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;
She's human as you are - you treat her as sich,
An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.
Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,
The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,
Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,
For noise never startles the soldier.
Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .

If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:
So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,
And wait for supports like a soldier.
Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!

The Young British Solider

gretainer

dumb as rocks