Lost in the street

Lost In The Streets Noisy Long Version

LAS VOCES EN EL VIENTO

Vuelve a lanzar
El suelo tiembla, prohibido dudar

Bombardea
Cumple una orden más

Hazlo otra vez

Borra el color
Con fuego armado que tiña de gris

Y llama valor
Al exterminio de la razón

En el nombre de algún maldito dios morimos

Dos banderas, no somos tú ni yo, se enfrentan

Desnudos motivos 
Que disfrazaron 
Y cronificaron

“Esta tierra es mía” 
Alguien lo escribió 
Y sacrilizó

En el nombre de un calculado dios seguimos

Dos banderas tejidas con dolor y engaño

¿Las oyes?
En el viento están

Las voces
Gritan desde la tumba

¿Las reconoces?
¿Podrías decir cuál es de tu facción?
¿Cuál de otro bando?

Llantos sin idioma
Desde un mapa en llamas en su corazón arrebatado

Otra noche en vela
Oyendo cantar
La tonada triste de las voces sin hogar

Los dioses 
Dibujan fronteras de sangre
Y promesas
A cambio de morir, matar, maldecir y rezar

LAS VOCES EN EL VIENTO

The Ground Below

Mulberry Hill 

Verse 1 

Will all your friends come to say goodbye? 

Will they see your name in the paper and cry? 

Will they think back and smile and remember the times 

All those summer days just riding bikes down Mulberry Hill 

Chorus 

May your years be happy 

May they bring you joy 

May there be something left in this world we didn’t destroy.

If you find you’re (GM) empty 

You can look to the (GM) past 

Just sit and close your eyes 

Let me take you back 

Verse 2 

Will too much time have passed between 

Your memories and reality 

Do you stand alone 

Is everyone you know gone 

Or have they forgotten 

These childhood dreams of Mulberry Hill 

Chorus Repeats

Personal Earthquakes

Mulberry Hill

D1XmasDazeTK1: IF I WERE HIM* by HUNGRY GIZMO scs @BAXKLAB 12.21.23 
Xmas. Break 2023 jam 1 

IF I WERE HIM first demo ftp

Woke up from a dream with this track in my head already playing and mouthing the lyrics upon opening my eyes to hear it and put it down on paper and then on this first time in the recording of the music and melody. 


So. It Could be about the devil and it could be about a murderer or the victims thoughts of a switch in the role of the prey as a predator. 
It could be about the grizzly bear that was in my actual dream way. I say, “it’s all of the above.”  - H•G scs.  
“So sit back relax in your favorite easy chair put your feet up grab a glass of wine( or insert your vice here)and 
put your on your favorite “hungry gizmo” records….. and remember, 
music soothes even the savage beast”
- the offspring

IF I WERE HIM * ftp HUNGRY GIZMO scs

this track is about not just leaving situations alone; especially when comes to those around you who are in need of help & assistance.
saying something, doing something,,, caring enough so that action can sincerely come the heart.

BE - Dawud A Rah, music by Gustavo Bravetti "Babel"

the first thing they tell you is something to be
something beautiful, something free
the next thing they tell is to get back in line
you must have missed some kind of warning sign
they next thing you know they knock you on your ass
they call you strange, say you have no class
there's one thing brother that they'll never take
something deep within that just don't break
I know I'll never ever quite fit in with them
I know I'll never ever make the grade
to never want and to never be bored again
so pony up. lord knows how much I've paid
one hundred lessons: every one tried and true
to break you down and make you feel blue
they fill your head just as full as they can
you're just a kid and you don't understand
but even kids know a smile from a frown
they're picking up and they're putting it down
with hell to lose and heaven to pay
why do the grownups have to act this way?
I know I'll never ever quite fit in with them
I know I'll never ever make the grade
to never want and to never be bored again
so pony up. lord knows how much I've paid
so keep your head up, man, you're doing fine
and never let them in and dull your shine
you know the number and the song and dance
that grows the secret that they'd murder at every chance
cuz what you hold they'll say is a curse
instead of something to grow or a baby nurse
so every time they try to tell you its wrong
remember what someone once told you one day in a song

The First Thing

ARS - Lolli Pop. (Original)

Recorded by Young Coconut and Willy W. Wolfowitz, mixed, additional arrangement, and extra synths by Navid Hamidi...guitar solo and extra riffs by Roary Thunderbird :0

Lyrics: 

i woke up screamin’ from a dark dream, something got me
them deers were up on two legs, one ran over and fucked me
pure revenge and human flesh was all they said they need
there i was a human McRib fixed up for the feed

i used to think of deers as nothing i should fear
just morons, not a threat to our northern hemisphere oh yeah

yet now the day has come they take revenge, they slice off every head (oh deer!)
you offer up your infant son, they’ll take him slap him twixt two slabs of bread (oh deer!)
oh dear,,,they're here
be a good little girl bring daddy his last cold beer 

their tactics are so practiced  they work on any axis  
their kicks are power packed, it’s a fool who’d not feel fear 
hellbent on our destruction  like nazis distant cousins
they sure evolved right quick now apocalypse is near

assume that they’re the ones who’ll take us down with a deertastic ground and pound you got fucked in the pussy mound
abused for years and years those deers shed tears and now its time to face our greatest fears by those stone cold deers GOOD GOD!

many fuckin deers triggering your fears
murdering your peers, kill you
deers for fuckin miles, killing pedophiles
fucking Harry Styles, fuck you
deers upon two legs, forcing you to beg
how you like your eggs? end you

Hey, you mystical mayhem architects with antlers! Plunger spears and traffic cone armor? Seriously? How about a wild deal? You hang onto your eerie forest, and we cling desperately to our limbs. It's a quirky compromise, you feel?
I'm groveling here. Pretty, pretty please, spare us! We promise not to crash your fantastical woodland soirées; just let us stroll into another sunrise. As a bonus, we'll toss in a peace offering stuffed with candies. Mutant deer diplomacy, anyone?
Let's dodge the total chaos, strike a deal, and exist like the post-apocalyptic neighbors who accidentally became BFFs. It's a laugh-out-loud win-win – you enjoy your mutant wonderland, we skip the limb-chewing drama. Deal or no deal, party animals?

M21

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