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)

This Old Dog
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

It is two in the morning
I sleep down on the floor
A mattress and a blanket
Who could ever ask for more

I have a room down in a basement
It's warm enough all winter long
and cool enough in the summer
Not much light but feels like home

[instrumental]

I sleep down there with Elmer
I keep him warm on winter nights
He does not take up much room
And we never get in fights

He is a good bed companion
He is short haired and clean
He's always been a blanket hog
But never has been mean

People say "he's just a dog"
But I've never felt that way
He has feelings and ambitions
And so much joy when he plays

[instrumental]

It's a nice life we have down here
Sometimes he goes to work with me
When I can't take him along
He don't like it but stays home

After work we share our dinner
I am trying to lose weight
This works out well for him
He doesn't mind cleaning my plate

We go out for a long walk
Both of us need exercise
He can run me into the ground
But he always sticks around

[instrumental]

We come back, turn on the music
I just sit there or I'll read
Elmer listens, falls asleep
This is all we'll ever need

The days go by without counting
Our lives, a little strange
Sometimes I think it's sad
But there's nothing I would change

Both of us are getting older
I sure hope that he goes first
Who would want this old dog
And he cannot live alone

he cannot live alone

he cannot live alone

he cannot live alone

[instrumental]

[outro]


This Old Dog (B side)

[Verse 1]
Haven’t stepped outside in days,
Curtains closed like they’re afraid of me.
I talk to the shadows on my bedroom wall,
They know my name better than anyone at all.
I’m fading like a song that nobody play.

[verse 2]
I’m weird, yeah, I know — the mirror tells me slow,
“Kid, you’re built from pieces nobody wanted to know.”
Some nights I swear I’m disappearing slow slow slow,
Like the world wouldn’t notice if I let go.
let go!

[chorus/outro]

so alone, 
so alone, 
so alone.

(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone. 
(let go), 
(let go). 


[guitar backing solo]
(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone. 
(let go), 
(let go). 
  


(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone, 
(let go)so alone. 
(let go),
(let go).

aloneness (remade)

Old Man in the Basement
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
I see myself alone
With not much time to go
I live in a small place
Just a room, nothing more

My room is below ground
Steps down from the outside
Other people live upstairs
But there's little that we share

There's a couple with small kids
And three guys sharing a flat
And that girl that lives alone
I don't think she's ever home

[instrumental]

I'm the old man in the basement
No one talks to me
That is more than just ok
It is the way that things should be

I have nothing to tell them
I've forgotten my whole life
I live from day to day
I think that once I had a wife

A woman brings me food
She asks me how I am
I don't know what to say
I don't know "who" I am

[2:03]
[instrumental]

I may have had a dog
His bowl is still on the floor
He may have wanted to get out
There are scratches on the door

I have a card from the state
I think I have to keep it
But I don't know what it's for
I have it hidden in a drawer

I have it hidden in a drawer
But I don't know what it's for
I have it hidden in a drawer
It may be in a drawer

[instrumental]

I have thoughts that keep repeating
There are places I should be
Appointments that need keeping
There are people I should see
But they say they don't know me
But they say they don't know me

So I spend my days down here
I don't like being outside
With my thoughts that keep repeating
I need a place to hide

I need a place to hide

I need a place to hide

[instrumental]

[outro]

Old Man in the Basement

[intro]
In my subkoncious, nothing feels right,
Every small thought turns into a bite.
I keep pretending I’m fine, but I’m not —
I’m trapped in a war with the mind that I’ve got.

[Verse 1]
Under my smile there’s a storm I can’t name,
Cold little thoughts that all sound the same.
I try to act normal, try to stay cautious,
But everything’s rotten in my subkoncious.
It whispers at night like a cracked-up friend,
Telling me truths I don’t want to defend.

[Chorus]
In my subkoncious, everything’s breaking,
Walls bending inward, foundations shaking.
I keep pretending it’s fine, but it’s not —
My mind is a cage and my heart ties a knot.

In my subkoncious, I’m losing the fight,
Stuck in a loop with no exit in sight.
Stuck in a loop with no exit in sight.

subkoncious (remade)

[verse 1]
It’s raining again…
It’s raining again…
but only in my hallway
Puddles forming shapes of things I tried to say.
say,
Drips tap out a rhythm on the boiler pipes,
Like the house is writing songs about my life.
Found a flood in the cupboard where I hide my dou-oubt,
my doubt.

[verse 2]
Say it again, yeah Say it again,
Stuck in the same, yeah stuck in the same.
Drips in my head, drips in my chest,
Telling me slow, don't tell me to rest.

Say it again, i'm stuck in the same 
Stuck in the same, yeah stuck in the same.
Floorboards hum, heartbeat thin,
Pulled by the storm where I’ve always been.

[chorus]
It’s raining again…
It’s raining again inside my head,
my head.
yeah yeah yeah!
Clouds crowd the corners where my thoughts get fed.
I mop up the water but it soaks through the floor.
the floor...

[bridge]
And the storm keeps changing room to room,
Turning every empty space into a quiet tomb.
should I wash away the parts I keep?

[chorus/outro]
It’s raining again…
It’s raining again inside my head

It’s raining again…
It’s raining again inside my head

its raining again

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.

Complete Control (American't Rant #2)

I and Ai

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