Lyrics by BobB
Music, vocals - suno AI

Russian aggressors made their move.
Now they're in Ukraine.
What is Putin trying to prove?
What is there to gain?
The autocrat's messages are cloaked
In lies that Russia was provoked.

Stand with Ukraine as Russian forces
Put Putin's plan into action.
We already know that this of course is
More than a mere infraction.
Playing the role of boogeyman
Is part of Putin's larger plan.

Putin claims his forces are there
To stop denazification.
The argument, which is full of holes,
Is total fabrication.
We already know that he's obsessed
With Ukraine's interest in the West.

We watch as the egomaniac
Causes death and destruction
With this unwarranted attack--
Another Putin production!
Stand with Ukraine in this sad hour
As Putin basks in his ill-gotten power.

-by Bob B (2-24-22)

Stand with Ukraine! (lyrics by BobB)

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

UNAFRAID

Why do many religious folks
Tend to get their feathers ruffled
If people say they are atheists?
Why should atheists have to be muffled?

Atheists are often considered
The devil incarnate or evil unveiled.
They are attacked, their lives are threatened,
They're ostracized and even jailed--

Done in the "name of God," of course.
Oh, the reasons that people give
In countries all over the world where people
Refuse to practice "live and let live"!

Do we need a god to tell us
How to live or how to behave?
If I blindly follow dogma,
Don't I become religion's slave?

Constantly seeking, questioning,
Observing, expressing healthy doubt,
Exploring the many facets of life,
Discovering what life's about,

And learning how to sift through all
The knowledge that we humans have gained
Will help us put more focus on
Issues that can be explained.

Some things, yes, are inexplicable,
Mystifying, beyond our knowing. 
A question we must ask ourselves
Should always be "Am I still growing?"

There ARE religious people who aren't
Threatened by what others believe.
Secure in their beliefs, they aren't
Fearful, brain-washed, and naïve.

They do not judge nonbelievers
And tell them they are going to hell.
Tempering their beliefs with love
Is what they do so very well.

And then there are the ones who feel
Compelled to express their condemnation.
They need to mind their OWN business
And worry about their OWN salvation.

If you as a nonbeliever are asked
Your position, a way to convey it
Is merely "I'm an atheist
And I am not afraid to say it."

-by Bob B (1-17-25)

Unafraid (Lyrics by Bob B)

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

WHO DOES PUTIN THINK HE IS?

Who does Putin think he is
To move into Ukraine
In order to carry out his vicious
And murderous campaign?

His love of power has gone to his head;
His greed has hardened his heart.
He has proved that he knows how
To make corruption an art.

Decapitating the government
Of Ukraine: a Putin goal.
Then he can install pro-Russian leaders
And thus maintain control.

Dissenters in Russia who criticize
Putin's bellicose ways,
Can be arrested or worse, for Putin
Demands devotion and praise.

Freedom and democracies 
Don't work, according to him.
But can the people vote him out?
Sadly, chances are slim.

He wants to show the world that he has
Control that's ironclad.
He thinks if his neighbors are democratic,
Then THAT makes him look bad.

Well, in truth it does, for he keeps
Russians under his thumb.
If you think things are bad right now,
Then watch what's yet to come.

-by Bob B (2-25-22)


Who Does Putin Think He Is?

Lyrics by Bob B
Music, vocals - suno AI

I remember when I was a youth
How consoling it was to know
That I had little to worry about.
Ah, but that was long ago.

If, perchance, the roof had a leak,
Dad would be up there in a flash
To find the problem, and once he did,
Off to the hardware store he would dash.

Electrical trouble? He had it down.
Plumbing issues? No problem at all.
He examined the situations,
Addressing the problems large and small.

If my mom wanted a door
Moved from one wall to another,
My dad got out the sledgehammer.
Anything to please my mother.

Carpentry was not his thing.
That is where he came up short.
Intellectual creativity
Was his passion, his love, his forte.

My mom was super organized
And ready for any circumstance.
She handled the bills, managed the home,
And planned our meals weeks in advance.

Multi-talented she was!
She cooked and baked, knocked down fences,
Gardened, and kept us kids in line.
Discipline meant consequences.

She even managed to work for a store
As a bookkeeper. We always knew
That everything was under control,
Though we were far from well-to-do.

We kids all had our weekly chores,
Which we begrudgingly did, of course.
However, the way my folks made us feel
Safe and secure was a tour de force.

Life is very different now.
There's no way that I can repair
Leaky roofs, wiring, or plumbing.
I couldn't even on a dare.

I know how to call an electrician,
Plumber, roofer--anyone
To handle concerns at which I'm inept.
I want repairs correctly done.

But every so often I catch myself
Being at peace in my childhood room,
Thinking that all was well with the world
And having no thoughts of doom or gloom.

Young and naïve, all I knew
Was my little world, safe and secure.
Threats to that tranquility
Were imperceptible, obscure.

Little did I know at the time
That life for others wasn't so sweet,
That some lacked food and shelter and had
Difficulty making ends meet,

That some were caught in the middle of clashing
Armies, that innocent people were dying,
That people struggled for rights and freedom,
That life for some was horrifying.

Naïveté and complacency--
As comfortable as they might seem--
Can insulate us from world problems
As though we're living in a dream,

One from which we must awaken.
And when we do, we have to decide
Whether we'll work to better the world
Or stay in our comfy cocoon and hide.

-by Bob B (5-19-24)

Then and Now

Be the peace that you would like
To spread around the world and know
That it comes from deep within,
And when it's nurtured, it will grow.

Be the laughter you want to hear
Fill the air with glee and mirth.
Let its contagious sounds extend
To people everywhere on Earth.

Be the light that you want to see
Radiate both near and far.
Let it serve as a beacon of hope;
Let it be a guiding star.

Be the love that unites the world--
A love that's meaningful and real.
Let its radiance gloriously
Embrace all living things with zeal.

Be the antidote to anger.
Let compassion fill your heart,
For ill-will tries to overpower
Love and tear the world apart.

Be a person who always seeks
To make the world a better place.
Let your glowing smile be mirrored
On every other person's face.

-by Bob B (12-17-22)
Music, vocals - suno AI

Be the Peace

BEWARE OF POPULIST DEMAGOGUES°

Beware of populist demagogues.
Don't let them be misunderstood:
They build their popularity
Without promoting the public good.

They pander to passions and prejudice
And also hold reason and truth in contempt.
From all accountability
Demagogues want to remain exempt.

They are masters of the masses
And try to tear down norm after norm.
Using tricks to betray the people,
They are experts at how to perform.

Using their popular support,
They undermine our institutions.
Swindling us through sophistry,
They stand firm in their resolutions.

Wearing contempt that they invite
As a badge of honor, they hope
That no one scrutinizes them
Or puts them under a microscope.

Notice their quest for unrestrained power,
Their hunger for vengeance, their thirst for control.
Support for ideas that violate
The rights of others is often their goal.

Controlling the hearts and minds of the people,
They want you to think that they are friends.
Then they leverage your support
For their own political ends.

It's scary to think that Americans
Could willingly cast their vote in a fog,
Electing a dangerous person who is
Clearly a populist demagogue.

Lyrics by Bob B (11-9-24)
Music, vocals - suno AI

°Inspired by the writings of Dani Rudrik, Eli Merritt, and Emily Pears


BEWARE OF POPULIST DEMAGOGUES

WHAT WILL HISTORY SAY?

History will tell the story
Of how the U.S. abandoned Ukraine--
Of how an American dictator rose
To power and left it out in the rain--

Of how he sidled up to the leader
Of Russia, and how his admin team
Carried out their Führer's plans
By fully supporting the tyrant's regime--

Of how the American dictator lied
And called Ukraine the true aggressor,
In total opposition to his
Wise and compassionate predecessor--

Of how the European nations
Continued to give Ukraine support
While the American bully's team
Continued to look for truths to distort--

Of how the American tyrant discounted
The pain that the Russians had inflicted
Upon the Ukrainian people, who
Held out longer than folks had predicted--

Of how the bully would help Ukraine
ONLY if there was quid pro quo,
For as a transactional tyrant, he didn't
Like it at all if someone said no--

Of how the dictator's sycophants
Maintained that democracy had failed,
Scoffed at the rule of law, and cheered
When liberties were being curtailed.

What will history say of the people
Who flatly refused the tyrant's demands--
Resisters on American shores
And caring leaders from other lands?

Maybe if all goes well, the cruel
And vicious tyrant will choke on his glory,
And leaders of democracy
Can change the outcome of history's story.

-by Bob B (2-25-25)
Music, vocals - suno AI

What Will History Say?

A powerful dark rock song dedicated to the Ukrainian soldier.  
Fierce. Honest. Full of pain and pride.  
Written from the front line — straight to your heart.

🎧 Listen on all platforms: https://share.amuse.io/p0Dz8ilwdlM8
Written & performed by Jurj Gain  
Glory to Ukraine 🇺🇦

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Сильная рок-баллада о войне, боли и сопротивлении.  
Посвящается украинскому солдату — живому щиту своей земли.  
Без пафоса. Без вранья. Только правда в голосе.

Слушать на всех платформах: https://share.amuse.io/p0Dz8ilwdlM8  
Автор и исполнитель — Jurj Gain  
Слава Украине 🇺🇦

Jurj Gain – Soldier of Ukraine

They didn’t see it coming.  
On the night of June 1st, Ukrainian special forces struck deep — destroying enemy strategic aircraft in a precise, silent operation.  
The sky split open. The web closed. And silence followed.  
A dark rock requiem for those who thought they were untouchable.

🎧 Listen on all platforms: https://share.amuse.io/8ysBCHCbQURL
Written & performed by Jurj Gain  
Glory to Ukraine 🇺🇦

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Они не успели понять, что произошло.  
В ночь на 1 июня украинские спецслужбы провели точечную операцию и уничтожили стратегическую авиацию противника.  
Небо раскололось. Паутина сомкнулась. И наступила тишина.  
Мрачный рок-реквием для тех, кто считал себя в безопасности.

Слушать на всех платформах: https://share.amuse.io/8ysBCHCbQURL
Автор и исполнитель — Jurj Gain  
Слава Украине 🇺🇦

Operation: Doomsday Web

Слова - RedPepper
Музыка, вокал, аранжировка - suno AI

Подонок, выродок, палач,
Мерзавец, тварь и вырожденец.
Мудак, ушлёпок, вор и рвач,
Убийца, гад и извращенец

Бандит, безумец и дикарь,
Дерьмо, елдыга, кал, каналья.
И как там говорили встарь?
Засранец, злыдень, зло шакалье

Вампир, ходячая глиста,
Дикарь, Кощей, клиент Гааги.
Братуха, быдло, гопота,
Кандальник в собственном Гулаге

Говно, заморыш и задрот,
Байстрюк, зараза, беспредельщик,
Гадюка, клоп, поганец вот,
Залупа и войны застрельщик

Позорный волк, подлюка, мразь
Мудило, монстр и пройдоха
Говнюк и трахнутый карась,
Пират, подонок, с мозгом плохо

Гебешный пёс, хуйло, фашист
Тупой ублюдок и паскуда.
Подлец, хорёк, дерьмо, нацист
И кандидат для самосуда

Он дьявол, падаль и стервец
Господня срань, скотина, гнида
Злодей, сатрап и, наконец, -
Разбойник шутовского вида

Плюс отравитель и шайтан,
Олигофрен и отморозок.
Гандон, кретин, садист, баран,
Шваль для судебных перевозок

И обезьяна и олень,
Смердячий пес и даже сука,
Шизо с рассудком набекрень,
Паршивец, - вот какая штука

Поганец, чмо, мудило, рвань,
Кремлёвский висельник однажды,
Козел вонючий,  - эту брань,
Чтобы дошло, повторим дважды

Головорез, упырь, фетюк,
Дешёвый фраер и ханыга,
Водитель быдла и пьянчуг,
С бугра хрен, псих и прощелыга

Забыл про жопу, чёрт возьми!
Про гниду, дрянь, елду, сатрапа.
Там, за закрытыми дверьми -
Отвратный даун супостата

Он ненавидим и немил,
Мишень брезгливости планеты,
Войною тысячи убил, -
Навечно проклят он за это!

Гадёныш, вор, сучара, мля,
Глиста ходячая, диктатор,
Фуфло, хапуга, вошка, тля,
Он фарисей и узурпатор.

Остановиться нету сил!
Слизняк, шпана, членоголовый,
Ноль, кровосос, урод, дебил:
Пора представить - Путин Вова

19 апреля 2022 г.

Ненависть в стихах

Слова песни:

Я не несу прощения — я не святой.
Я — Ангел Возмездия, рождённый войной.
За девочку с куклой, убитую в спину,
За мёртвого сына, за плач у окна,
За женщин под танками, за мёртвые руки
За тела под завалами, рядом с иконами —
Я вскрою вам души — вы будете сломлены.

Русский солдат,
я — твой судья и палач,
И Бог твой молчит,
хоть кричи, хоть ты плачь.
Не вздумай молить —
боги не слышат глупцов.
Я вышел из бездны, из тени веков.
Ты топтал эту землю в пьяном бреду —
Не жди ни суда, ни небес, ни покоя —
За всё, что любил, ты заплатишь собою.

Я — Ангел Возмездия, я ваш приговор.
Я выжгу вам сердце за каждый ваш грех.
За Бучу, за слёзы, за тысячи бед —
Я восстал из огня, я ваш чёрный рассвет.
Ваш страх — это музыка, смерть — мой костёр.
Я лечу над руинами, вас ждёт приговор.
Я — пламя и буря, я — мрак и ответ.
Я — тот, кто вернулся. И пощады вам нет.

Я слышал их шёпот из пепла и ран,
Из плит безымянных и школьных тетрадей.
Их кровь разорвала вселенский обман —
И я расправляю крылья защиты над правдой.

Где буквы «ДЕТИ» выжжены в ад,
Где плакали стены, где стонет асфальт,
Я — Ангел Возмездия, щит и расплата,
Я вырву из вас ваше чёрное завтра.

Я встал за народ, что не звал вас сюда —
Я — щит у границы разрушенных снов.
Я пришёл вас судить, по следам ваших дел,
Я восстал из мольбы и пророческих слов.

Я — Ангел Возмездия, я ваш приговор.
Я выжгу вам сердце за каждый ваш грех.
За Бучу, за слёзы, за тысячи бед —
Я восстал из огня, я ваш чёрный рассвет.
Ваш страх — это музыка, смерть — мой костёр.
Я лечу над руинами, вас ждёт приговор.
Я — пламя и буря, я — мрак и ответ.
Я — тот, кто вернулся. И пощады вам нет.

Я — Ангел Возмездия. Я — ваш приговор.

Stand with Ukraine! (lyrics by BobB)

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