Joe Stroffolino Selection

Featured Artist - Ian the Magi©️Ian from Wales. Master of Korg and epic human being and musical love spreader. good luck scrolling to the end of Ian's list haha It's longer than anyones I think. Magic man is a super musician and song writer - Check out Magi©ian™ (Making music make a difference) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/6aFi6BE6o39xvz7wTn ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

Ib     157

Copy of Music & PEACE & Friends

Copy of J O R D I

Your Mix 3

ZITOU ITOU

There was a scientist, he invented a time machine
he was looking to go back to those days wen life was not nearly so complex
He got inside, he pushed the button but his calculations were wrong
He ended up in the Juriasic era and was eaten by a T-Rex

Sometimes things don't turn out quite the way you expected
Sometmes you just gotta jump before all the dots are connected

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

There was a prince who had royal blood and he was destined to become king and he wasn't very interested in taking on that job
One day he just got on his horse and he rode away and he never came back
he assumed a new identity and became a working class slob

Sometimes things don't turn out quite the way you expected
Sometmes you just gotta jump before all the dots are connected

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

Sometimes you gotta step out of the box and see which way the wind is blowing. Head in the opposite direction and convince yourself to get going
Sometimes you gotta march to a brand new beat. Sometimes you gotta make a U-turn and head down a different street

Sometimes the answer's right in front of your snout
Sometimes you just gotta let those bottled feelings come out
Sometimes the truth is there but you just don't want to see it
Sometimes you gotta open up your mind and make a decision to free it

Snout

Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Guitar strumming tracks and picking tracks Taylor 114ce: Joe Stroffolino
Vocals & Backup Vocals:  Joe Stroffolino
Drums:  EZ Drummer 3
Bass:  PG music Real track

Hey sugar, hope you’re doing alright. I’ve been thinking about you.
Hey sugar hope you’re doing okay. Wonder what you’ve been up to.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your face, and you had me under your spell.
We’ve both taken a quite a few trips around the sun. Hope time has treated you well.
As for me, I’m a little worse for wear, I’ve gained some weight and lost some hair
But I try to watch my diet and exercise and take care of myself. 
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, if we were to meet up one day and try to rekindle that old chemistry.
Cause chemicals have an expiration date and it’s probably too late to put ourselves in
 a test tube and get that reaction going again.
Hey, sugar I’ve been thinking about you.  Do you ever think about me too.
Time passes and my memory fades and you become more beautiful
I feel like a boxer who’s past his prime and I’m looking for one last fight
Sometimes I wake up and I think about you in the dark and lonely night
Time keeps on passing and there’s not much you can do
It’s easy to look back and regret those options you didn’t pursue
You can spend your days waxing nostalgic, you can cling to your fantasy
Or you can jump in that water under the bridge and take a chance on reality
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, if we were to meet up one day and try to rekindle that old chemistry.  
Cause chemicals have an expiration date and it’s probably too late to put ourselves in
 a test tube and get that reaction going again.
You’re just a memory, it would probably ruin my fantasy, but it sure would be nice to rekindle that chemistry.

Just a Memory

Illustration : Forest Dance Party chez Stockcake

Tribal Summer Dance  (Original)

Conga and Bass brothers

There are people who believe you should love your neighbor as yourself
There are people who believe you should share some of your wealth
There are people who believe that only the fittest should survive
And if you’re poor and you’re weak it’s up to you to stay alive
There are people who believe you should teach a man to fish
Instead of giving him all his food in an already cooked dish
There are people who have an empathy deficit
They see people suffering and they don’t care one bit
They wear religion on their sleeves but if you’re in the wrong denomination.  They look at you like you’re an abomination.
People who treat politics the same as a religion and if presented with a new set of facts they don’t even budge a little smidgeon
Billionaires who have enough money where they could end world hunger in one day
Do they see people starving and think it is okay. We’re stronger together than if we are apart
If we could see ourselves as passengers on the same boat that would be a good start
We all share this this tiny rock as it floats through outer space
This planet is the lifeboat for the entire human race
Billionaires who what to create a colony on Mars. Let’s fix things here on earth before we travel to the stars
The world used to be full of undiscovered places but now humans have put footprints everywhere.
The continents touch the same oceans, and we all breathe the same air We live on one planet that we have to share
We’re stronger together than if we are apart
If we could see ourselves as passengers on the same boat that would be a good start
We all share this this tiny rock as it floats through outer space
This planet is the lifeboat for the entire human race. Billionaires who what to create a colony on Mars.   Let’s fix things here on earth before we travel to the stars

Empathy

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

n & n

מוזיקה ואלקטרוניקה
נרדי
Elia Meir Savorai
נבו סבוראי

מופק באולפני חדר זמני

 A Tribute to Carlos Castaneda


The Hunter       תסרב

With our grandkids

© Joe Liberty 2025, all rights reserved

* Subjective observations
* Selective square dance calls
* Abbreviated golden rule

DoRight

Never have a care or want
Sing out a playful tune
By the famed authority 
Of the silver spoon

Weave the Ring
Dosado 
Alamo style

Fortunes of the pedigree
Afforded to few
Among peers so cavalier 
The devil gets his due 
 
Do right
Do right to
Do right
Do right to you
Do right
Do right to
Do right
Do right to you
  
Ladies In
Men Sashay
Couples Trade
Wheel and Deal 
Yea

Write the rules for all the fools
With style and a smile
Another game played without shame 
Leaving all beguiled

Bend the Line
Ferris Wheel
See Saw 

A never ending story
Of natural selection
For all the fame and glory
And progression of succession  

Do right
Do right to
Do right
Do right to you
Do right
Do right to
Do right
Do right to you 

Spin the Top
Walk and Dodge
Box the Gnat 
Shoot the Star 
Yea

DoRight

Special thanks to Marty for his cappella ....

https://soundcloud.com/mkandersson1982/marty-andersson-from-the-archives-liberation-spoken-word

Lyrics: 

Our bodies are enslaved, but our minds and our spirits do not have to be. Do not fear thinking outside what is considered normal, do not fear to think unlike your peers. If they judge you, let them; their opinions are of ill importance; what matters is your heart, what matters is the truth. This physical existence is but only a short chapter in the epic tale of you and I; a tale that connects us all and stretches throughout eternity.

As your lives are spent working day in and day out to reach the a-typical material goals, ask yourself in a deeper sense: are you happy? Do you know true happiness? Or do you merely find comfort within the confines of societal boundaries because it is safer to follow the majority?

Liberate your spirit; even if it means being criticised, even if it means being considered abnormal;

 everyone has the right and/or power to be themselves, we just need to break free from the shackles of fear which hold us back from revealing what is behind the mask.

LIBERATION. 🎧

does she know

Lots of subtle guitar layers on this.

Downloadable

A kaleidoscope sea,
waves folding into triangles and circles
as if the ocean had learned to play with blocks. 
Above, the sun unravels into bright shards, 
scattering like toys in the sky. 
It feels joyful, almost innocent. 
Yet every color carries a hush. 
Summer is only tidying up its games before slipping quietly away.

Polygon Equinox

Polygon Equinox ↧

Oh Baby I need you   (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)
Backing Track: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/still-think-positive-open-collab-offer
Lillithe: Mix, Arrangement and Production

Oh Baby I Need You (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)

suddenly

October sun

Explicit !
Lyrics :
My feet are damp with summer’s heat,
a slick devotion, perfumed and sweet.
They play in rhythm, soft yet firm,
a dance of pleasure, twist, and turn.

The air pulses of salt and musk,
a scent that lingers, bold, robust.
My arches press, my toes caress,
a skill perfected, nothing less.

Chorus:
My sweaty toes bring the heat,
Soft and tender, my soles entreat.
A footjob's promise, smooth and slow,
In this passion, let your pleasures flow.

Sweet feet caress your marble curve,
a dance that makes the nerves unnerve.
The friction builds, the tension grows,
a secret delight only my soles know.

No hands could match this velvet grip,
this teasing slide, this oily slip.
The warmth of skin, the pulse beneath,
You crave for an elusive relief.

Chorus:
My sweaty toes bring the heat,
Soft and tender, my soles entreat.
A footjob's promise, smooth and slow,
Your gorgeous shaft soon will flow.

Bridge:
Your breath quickens as I tease,
My toes entwined, eager to please.
A playful rhythm, a gentle squeeze
Soon, honey, you will moan “please”

I watch you shudder, watch you yield,
to every move my feet reveal.
A silent pact, a shared delight,
the edge of pleasure, edged just right.

And when you spurt, I smile, content,
my work well done, my strength well spent.
For in this art, I reign supreme—
a goddess of the sweat-slick dream.

The art of my soles

Taylor 114 CE (Strumming my guitar)
Logic Pro BeBop Organ (Playing my MIDI keyboard)
Logic Pro Classic Electric Piano (Playing my MIDI Keyboard)
Drums (EZ Drummer 3)
Bass (PG Music Real Track)
Vocals and Back up Vocals (me singing).
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
***
Cover art:  photo of Halloween skeleton edited with Adobe stock images.
***
Won’t You Please Just Go
Verse 1
It used to be that right and wrong were clear cut, black and white
And people had the courage still to stand and fight the good fight
It used to be that folks could bridge across the partisan divide
Do the right thing and set their differences aside
Now the tech bros want to colonize Mars, and create a brand-new utopia
And if you’re skeptical of their vision, you’re just a luddite with myopia
They’re dreaming of a world of like minds, a place with no dissent
But too much group think has a way of becoming malevolent

Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done.

Verse 2
Columbus sailed west and began a bold new age of exploration
But life on a barren rock seems like a recipe for frustration
It’s easy to be seduced by all that science fiction snake oil
but once you get to Mars, it’ll be nothing but drudgery and endless toil

Bridge
Seems like there are better ways for billionaires to spend their cash
Than living in a tin can on Mars like high-tech trailer trash.
They say the higher you fly, the harder you can fall;
Why trade a living planet for a dusty red ball?

Verse 3
Things can get kind of messy down here on good old planet Earth
You can turn tail and and try to escape this place of humanities birth
You can wipe the slate clean but there’s something in our DNA
You can make people march in lockstep but eventually there will be hell to pay.


Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done

Won't You Please Just Go (to Mars)

give up the lie

Sea of contemplation By Zitou Itou & Wonie Z.

Super impressed by my buddy @dough-factory 's rhyming skills on here! This one started out as a beat from Ryan, I added trippy synth, organ and guitar noodling then sent back to him. He mixed, arranged and added the killer vocals as well as some record skips that add a nice touch.

Faded (What a Day)


from the EP "Funny Days" 
available on
open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/10…3Ds20LZwmXCscjae
music.apple.com/us/album/funny-days-ep/1822802207
www.youtube.com/channel/UCm8WMUk78ieCvdKBsnjLuVg

recorded in Area 52 Studio, Saugerties New York
Steve Rust on Bass, Harvey Sorgen on Drums,  Barbara Browning Vocals Imre L. Vocals, Guitars, Hammond organ


FUNNY DAYS FUNNY WAYS
PERDU DANS LE PURPLE HAZE
DANS LA VALLÉE DES SYCOMORES
UN PARADIS ARTIFICIEL
A L’AUTRE BOUT DE L’ARC EN CIEL
ET TANT ET TANT DE TEMPS DEVANT
QU’ON EN VOIT PAS VRAIMENT LA FIN

FUNNY DAYS FUNNY WAYS
PERDU DANS LES CHAMPS DE FRAISES
DANS LES BRUMES DU NEVERMORE

UN PARADIS CONSENSUEL
PEUPLÉ DE FORMES SENSUELLES
AVANT D’ALLER SE FAIRE AVOIR DE L’AUTRE CÔTÉ DU MIROIR

FUNNY DAYS FUNNY WAYS
JUSTE FILER À L’ANGLAISE
ET RESSUSCITER LE MATAMORE

FUNNY DAYS FUNNY WAYS
YELLOW SUNSHINE PURPLE HAZE
ET NO FUTUR DANS L’ANGLE MORT

FUNNY DAYS (Lyrics + notes)

Touchdown in Palma,

Sara

Shall Not Fade welcomes Mia Lily to the label for her debut release "Hydrated But Drunk EP".

Northern raised and London based, Mia is already well known for her high-energy DJ sets and her monthly residencies on Balamii and Foundation FM. As a selector Mia's sound is rooted in rave, but she also has a background in classical piano and family roots in jazz. All this becomes immediately clear as Mia effortlessly & expertly steps into the producer, composer & vocalist roles to deliver five refined, emotive & highly musical tracks that navigate trance, techno, UKG and house and feature vocal and piano performances from Mia.

"Hydrated But Drunk" opens Mia's Discogs entry with a bang. Vinyl & Digital drop 17th Oct 2025 on Shall Not Fade.






SNF138 // Mia Lily - Hydrated but Drunk EP

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Lowland Empire - Time

The Hole You Left by Siegfried Jünger unfolds in slow waves of ambient drone and melodic electronic texture. Ethereal tones drift through empty space, building an elegiac calm that feels both intimate and distant.
Like early Aphex Twin meeting Jónsi & Alex, it balances warmth and melancholy — a quiet meditation on absence and memory.
From the album Absence, this piece sits where emotion meets atmosphere: slow, minimal, and deeply immersive.

For fans of: Aphex Twin, Jónsi & Alex, Ben Frost, Max Richter

Siegfried Jünger – The Hole You Left | Ambient Electronic Drone

4. Trust me

Was discussing The Replacements with a friend and had the urge to write a tune in that vein, and, gosh, there was inspiration right there in the daily news.  This was a quick & dirty one day write &  record, but then quick & dirty seems to be the order of the day.

hey mr tangerine man you're not fooling me
I'm not stupid and we all know what you're trying to do
hey mr tangerine man you're not fooling me
and you know we won't be mourning when they're burying you

you rake the air incessantly with your heinous flapping lips
while your golf shirt hides your tits
and your tiny grey hands twitch
all the citizens feel gypped
we're all waiting for a massive stroke to do you in
i'm ready to move anywhere I want to emigrate
but come back for the parade past the golf course where you're laid
i'll fight the urge to urinate

Mr Tangerine Man

Rapture is a new collaboration between the Beating Edge and Joe Stroffolino, following the awesome Asteroids (The Original Was Better). Joe wrote both the lyrics and the original music, while the Beating Edge rearranged and recorded it in a punchy rock style, adding driving guitars, strong rhythm, and dynamic choruses. Vocals feature Tom on lead, with Joe and Mary contributing both backing vocals and lead parts on certain verses and the bridge, creating a layered and energetic vocal texture.
The song explores the absurdity and irony of doomsday prophecies, the obsession with the rapture, and the endless cycle of believers and false prophets. It blends satirical storytelling with a critical eye on human behavior, delivering a mix of humor, intensity, and thought-provoking commentary through energetic rock arrangements. 
Rapture is a track that engages both the mind and the ears, combining narrative, power, and fun in equal measure.
Copyright 2025  Joe Stroffolino & The Beating Edge

Lyrics:

These prophets who say the world's gonna end and they set a specific date
And then when it doesn't happen, their followers still think they're great
The sun rises the next morning and people stumble out of bed
Disappointed that the rapture didn't happen and they're still alive instead of dead

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

They claim they have a direct line to God but there was a glitch in the connection
But now they're certain of the expiration date so they issue a correction
The shepherd guides the flock and tries to keep them safe from harm
But how many times can you cry wolf before people ignore your alarm

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Who cares about the environment if you think the world is gonna end
And you're convinced the second coming is right around the bend
So drill baby drill and chop down all the plants and trees
No need to spend money on curing terrible disease

In every generation throughout history, people were certain that the rapture would come
And they had followers willing to believe them as they fed them each a tiny crumb
In baseball you only get three strikes and then the umpire says you're out
But when it comes to doomsday prophecies, the true believers have no doubt

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Rapture

Aliens talk

Spirit (2025)

WELL I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A FOOL                          
I’M A ROCKER I’M A ROLLER SOMEWHERE OUT THERE MY HEART IS LOCKED IN A LOCKER 
I NEED A SHELTER I NEED A SISTER BUT ALL I HAVE IS NO ONE AS A FLOATER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL YEAH
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF SITTING NEXT TO SITTING BULL
COS AND I’M A LOVER NOT A FIGHTER TO ME THIS WORLD IS MUCH TOO MUCH A ROLLER COASTER
I NEED NO BOTHER I NEED A BROTHER
OR ANYONE TO LEND A HAND IT DOESN’T MATTER

TALKING TO MYSELF

AND I’M A CHOOSER NOT A BEGGAR THIN ICE BROKEN GLASS I’M A DANCER
AND I’M A LOSER NOT A WINNER LOOKING UP HIGH FROM DOWN IN THE GUTTER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING ME JOHNNY BE GOOD
YES I AM TALKING TO MYSELF JUST LIKE YOU KNOW YOUR MOTHER SHOULD
BUT I’M A JOKER I’M A SUCKER I AM MY OWN SELF-MADE TROUBLE MAKER
I GO MEANDER UNDER THE WEATHER LOOKING FOR ONE SWEET SMOOTH OPERATOR 

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF TELLING MYSELF TO LET GO
LET GO!



TALKING TO MYSELF (Lyrics)

A stripped down version of this song with just me and my guitar
And here’s a link to a more highly produced version https://on.soundcloud.com/ilKgH0ZJjkQdhPEuk7

Copyright 2025

Verse 1
I’ve never seen the Great Wall; I’ve never been to Japan.
I’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower; it’s not part of my bucket list plan.
I don’t need to stand in line for two hours so I can see the Mona Lisa for thirty seconds.
I can see the same thing at home for free on my computer.

Chorus
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Verse 2
I don’t want to sit in a pressurized cylinder, with only a bag of peanuts to eat,
As I’m elbowed by a stranger who decides he wants to ventilate his feet.
I don’t want to go to a tourist trap and hang out with a bunch of ugly Americans.
If I want to see ugly Americans, all I’ve gotta do is step outside.

Chorus (Repeat)
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Bridge
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Verse 3
Waking up early, rushing to the airport, to get on a crowded flight,
Trying to find space in the overhead bin and not get in a fight.
When you get there, you can’t drink the water, and the alcohol can make you go blind.
That doesn’t sound like the optimal place for a person to unwind.
You have to ration your underwear, or you’ll have to wear it inside out again for a second time.
You have to keep your money in a belt or you could be the victim of a pickpocketing crime.

Bridge (Repeat)
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Not a Rambling Man (Acoustic Version)

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2017

Farewell

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
https://linktr.ee/joe.stroffolino
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.