Common Man - American't

Your Land Ain't my Land
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
We gotta split this land in two
A different land for me and you
Can't live together any longer
Each passing day the hate grows stronger

[verse]
If you want to stay behind
Live in ignorance and fear
I would not wish this for you
But there is nothing I can do

[verse]
You made your choice
Won't change your mind
You have shown to all your face
We are no longer the same kind

[chorus]
You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

[instrumental]

[verse]
I gotta get away from you
All my friends are going too
We can't afford to have you near
We can't tell what you will do

[verse]
You can't be trusted with our children
Can't be allowed near our schools
Your goons waiting 'round the corner
We will not be their tools

[verse]
We will leave this place for you
Your racism and hate
The time for words has now gone by
and You can't say we did not try
But I'm afraid it's now too late


[chorus]
You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

[instrumental]

You can keep your ignorance and poverty
But it ain't the thing for me
We sure wish it all goes well
And Hope it takes you straight to hell

[chorus]
You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

You go your way
I'll go mine
Go right now
We're out of time

straight to hell

straight to hell

straight to hell

We Hope it takes you straight to hell

[outro]

Your Land Ain't my Land

One Needs a Reason
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Wave a flag, root for your team
The one god, the beauty queen
A movie star, and a rock idol
It is all, part of the dream


[verse]
When there's nothing in your life
Care little for yourself
When you know you are nowhere
And that you never will be there

You need to find a reason
You'll wait in pain for the next season
You can't take it anymore
Your whole world is in the score


[verse]
The next concert, one more hit
The best song, he can't go wrong
last seen in Rome, His hair in curls
just out shopping, for some pearls


The big scene, can't be unseen
When the beast took her to play
And the chase around the world
Laser guns, androids that pray

[verse]
But the thing that's got them beat
This is really the big treat
An orange pig dressed in a suit
after the world in hot pursuit

That is the thing to see
Hugging a flag, but can't go pee

[instrumental]

[verse]
There's the preacher, all in white
He likes the boys, and little girls
But all he does is right
He loves his god with all his might

And the loud and angry leader
Or the one that sounds so calm
What they say is based on science
All the hate, it does no harm

You know they're so patriotic
They love their master, so despotic
They are hoping for a cut
They run around, bitches in rut

[verse]
But the thing that's got them beat
This is really the big treat
An orange pig in a blue suit
after the world in hot pursuit

[verse]
But the thing that's got them beat
This is really the big treat
An orange pig in a blue suit
after the world in hot pursuit

That is the thing to see
Hugging a flag, but can't go pee

He can't go pee
He can't go pee

He can't go pee

[outro]




One Needs a Reason

Oh To Be an American't - Rant #1
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Oh to be an american't
I can have just what I want
But I gotta keep my job 
If I don't I'll lose my pay
And can't afford my medication
And can't have the operation
And I have to take the drugs
Made by the corporation
That drove me from my home
The ones that gave me my addiction
So I have to give them up
But they know that I will fail
And if I do I'll go to jail
But  they don't really care
They get paid because I'm there
You might say that it's not fair
But the politicians smile
They'll say I had a fair trial
And they want a fair election
Paid for by corporations
And if you think that it's a circle
Well welcome to the club
This is where it all got started
So I'm gonna end my rant
Oh to be an american't

[instrumental]

But just in case you missed it
I will say it once again

[verse]
Oh to be an american't
I can have just what I want
But I gotta keep my job 
If I don't I'll lose my pay
And can't afford my medication
And can't have the operation
And I have to take the drugs
Made by the corporation
That drove me from my home


The ones that gave me my addiction
So I have to give them up
But they know that I will fail
And if I do I'll go to jail
But  they don't really care
They get paid because I'm there
You might say that it's not fair
But the politicians smile
They'll say I had a fair trial
And they want a fair election
Paid for by corporations
And if you think that it's a circle
Well welcome to the club
This is where it all got started
So I'm gonna end my rant
Oh to be an american't

[outro]

Oh To Be an American't - Rant #1

Complete Control- American't Rant #2
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Well they have you by the balls
It is called complete control
You think that you are free
But just try to pull away
You will feel a little pressure
And then a little tug
And if you want a little more
Just think about insurance
And think about the rent
And by the time you've paid for food
Your money has been spent
And it is all about the money
There is nothing else that matters

[instrumental]

[verse]
You know they kidnap children
And you know that they start wars
And the police'll rough you up
And you'll end up in a jail
And it will be across the world
And no one will ever know
'Cause your lawyer cannot find you
So go ahead and tell them
That you don't like what they're doing
But you know that you won't
In the end you just don't care
As long as it ain't you

[instrumental]

[verse]
You will vote for the same monsters
Because they talk about your taxes
And sure, they'll be lower
But you won't have insurance
And the roads won't be repaired
And your children will be scared
But they will charge you for a tariff
Another name for taxes
And that money they will keep
They will give it to the rich
And you won't make a peep

[verse]
So keep doing what you're doing
'Cause they have you by the balls
It is called complete control

[instrumental]

'Cause they have you by the balls

'Cause they have you by the balls

It is called complete control

complete control

complete control

[outro]

Complete Control (American't Rant #2)

American't Leaders (Rant No. 3)
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Patriotic, idiotic, religious and psychotic
This is what this land's become

You need to stop believing
in your leaders good intentions
They believe in nothing more
Than a world of their invention

They are the cause of most your problems
They say they're doing it for you
They will tell you the same story
Dreams of wealth and dreams of glory
They will tell you that you're great
All you need is some more hate
But when freedom is for some
It soon will be for none

[pause]

This new world is run by liars
Scam artists and grifters
They believe that they are wolves
and that you are stupid sheep
They know that they can trick you
You have always been too weak

[chorus]
No, You don't have what it takes
You don't have what it takes
You are nothing but some sheep
And you always have been weak

[instrumental][1:59]

[verse]
Patriotic, idiotic, religious and psychotic
This is what this land's become

We are all free to believe
Exactly the same way
We all need to return
To a dream of yesterday

These guys that run the world
Golf all day and sail their yachts
Don't you ever stop to think
Where it is they get their money
They don't print it in their basements
It always has been you, honey

[pause]

[verse]
You want a better life
You want to do better than survive
You're gonna have to change your tune
You're gonna have to switch your side
Because the side you are on
They're skinning you alive

[chorus]
No, You don't have what it takes
You don't have what it takes
You are nothing but some sheep
And you always have been weak

[instrumental]

[chorus]
No, You don't have what it takes
You don't have what it takes
You are nothing but some sheep
And you always have been weak

When freedom is for some
It soon will be for none

[4:02]

[outro]



American't Leaders (Rant No. 3)

l'amour c'est inexplicable , mais heureux celui qui le trouve 

Mary

A new day begins in the soft glow of sunrise, where warmth, comfort, and togetherness set the tone. This song drifts into that perfect early-morning moment when everything feels a little slower, a little gentler, and the world can wait just a bit longer. It’s about waking up beside someone who makes the ordinary feel extraordinary — someone whose presence turns quiet mornings into something worth holding onto. With a tender, feel-good vibe, it captures the beauty of staying close, savoring stillness, and choosing connection before the day takes over.

Ein neuer Tag erwacht im warmen Licht der aufgehenden Sonne – mit Ruhe, Nähe und diesem besonderen Gefühl, wenn alles noch möglich ist. Der Song taucht in genau diesen Morgenmoment ein, in dem die Welt draußen kurz pausieren darf und nur zählt, wer bei dir bleibt. Es geht um das schöne, leichte Gefühl, neben einem Menschen aufzuwachen, der selbst einfache Augenblicke besonders macht. Ein sanfter, wohliger Start in den Tag, geprägt von Verbundenheit, Gelassenheit und dem Wunsch, diesen Moment ein kleines Stück länger festzuhalten.

Guten Morgen

Sonne geht auf
Kaffee tuckert leise vor sich hin
So sieht‘s aus und hört sich‘s an
Wenn ich zufrieden bin

Guten Morgen
Wie schön, dich zu sehen
Bist ja wirklich noch hier
War schön mit dir
Denk nicht mal dran, jetzt zu gehen
Bleib einfach bei mir

Bleib noch ein bisschen
Die Welt kann warten
Alle Straßen ohnehin grau
Bleib bei mir, Frau

Guten Morgen
Echt schön, dich zu sehen
Bist tatsächlich noch hier
So schön mit dir
Denk nicht dran, jetzt zu gehen
Bleib bei mir

Licht fällt schräg auf dein Gesicht 
Bleib genauso, wunderschön
Denn so was wie dich
Hat diese Welt noch nicht gesehen
Also zumindest meine nicht

Guten Morgen
Schön, dich zu sehen
Denk bloß nicht dran
Irgendwann zu gehen

Du bleibst von jetzt an bei mir
Ist nämlich verdammt schön mit dir


Guten Morgen

This song drifts through the afterglow of a love that’s already slipped into memory. It follows the quiet moments after goodbye—where a jacket still holds a scent, a laugh still echoes, and the road feels like the only place that makes sense. It’s about letting go without bitterness, about carrying the pieces that mattered, and finding freedom in movement. Warm, nostalgic, and tender, it rides forward with open skies, a full tank, and a heart still humming along with what used to be.

Dieser Song bewegt sich durch das sanfte Nachhallen einer Liebe, die längst zur Erinnerung geworden ist. Er erzählt von den stillen Momenten nach dem Abschied—wenn eine Jacke noch duftet, ein Lachen nachklingt und die Straße der einzige Ort scheint, der sich richtig anfühlt. Es geht ums Loslassen ohne Groll, darum, die bedeutsamen Teile mitzunehmen und Freiheit im Weiterfahren zu finden. Warm, nostalgisch und einfühlsam führt der Weg weiter—unter blauem Himmel, mit vollem Tank und einem Herz, das noch immer im Rhythmus von früher klingt.

Gone With The Radio

You left your denim jacket on my chair
Still smells like your shampoo and smoke in the air
Half a note, torn in two
“Be good to yourself” – yeah, same to you

The coffee’s cold, the sky turned grey
I swear I heard your laugh just yesterday

Bye bye, love, I’ll miss you loud
Like a song that fades in a restless crowd
Your ghost is hummin’ soft and low
But I’m already gone with the radio
Bye bye, love

Drove past that diner on 14th and Main
Where we fought like kids and danced in the rain
It hurts, but I ain’t mad
Some stories end – and that’s not bad

The nights are long, but not unkind
You’re still a fire somewhere in my mind

Bye bye, love, I’ll miss you loud
Like a song that fades in a restless crowd
Your ghost is hummin’ soft and low
But I’m already gone with the radio
Bye bye, love

I ain’t running, just moving slow
With every mile, I let you go
If I cry, it’s just the wind
Taking pieces of where we’ve been

Bye bye, love, I’ll miss you true
But I’ve got a full tank and a sky so blue
No map, no plan, just letting go
And I’m already gone with the radio
Bye bye, love

Bye bye, love


Gone With The Radio

Routine
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Routine

I hear the sobs, their whiny tone
the awful grind of steel on bone
I turn my back and wipe the blade
I took a life, nothing in trade

I report back, I killed one more
with every day a better score
So many lives, so many dreams
Back in my tent a blur it seems

I fall sleep, this life my fate
My mind is numb, I feel no hate
My soul is cold like a machine
The death I cause is now routine

[instrumental]

I report back, I killed one more
with every day a better score
So many lives, so many dreams
Back in my tent a blur it seems

I fall sleep, this life my fate
My mind is numb, I feel no hate
My soul is cold like a machine
The death I cause is now routine

The death I cause is now routine

[instrumental]

I hear the sobs, their whiny tone
the awful grind of steel on bone
I turn my back and wipe the blade
I took a life, nothing in trade

I report back, I killed one more
with every day a better score
My soul is cold like a machine
The death I cause is now routine

[instrumental]

The death I cause is now routine

just routine

just routine

just routine

just routine

just routine


Routine (MIL)

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

American't Leaders (Rant No. 3)

I and Ai

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