Parallel Structure

ETUDE AT THE END OF THE DAY

A FESTIVE SONG OF ALL-AROUND CHRISTMAS ACTIVITY

Hesitating
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental

[verse]
I have spent my life waiting
I could never say yes
Every time hesitating
And settling for less

I was hoping for someone
Who would make it so clear
What I want and what I need
They never come near

[pause]

I would race and try to get you
But my mind will never let me
And I feel the old fear 

And I feel the old fear 

[instrumental

I can get, oh so close
We can breathe the same air
But I get an overdose
And I fall off my chair

You can hold my hand tight
But something always says no
And I'm saying "Good Night"
And I have to let you go

[pause]

I was hoping for someone
Who would make it so clear
What I want and what I need
They never come near

I would race and try to get you
But my mind won't let me
And I feel the old fear 

And I feel the old fear 

[instrumental

I was hoping for someone
Who would make it so clear
What I want and what I need
They never come near

[outro]

Hesitating

DIE WEISHEIT FLIEGT IM WELTRAUM RUM

DER WILD GEWORDENE KETTENBRIEF

SPORTLICHE ABNEIGUNG:  LEDERTRETERGEZETER !!!

DER BISS DER SCHÖNEN GEISTIN

Building Monsters
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental

[verse]
We are not getting any smarter
but we are able to do more
We are not filling up the cupboards
We are kids lose in the store

We used to smoke a little weed
That was all we'd ever need
But the stuff that we grow now
One puff will kill a cow

[verse]
We grow beasts made out of yeast
And ferment them in a jar
Just one sip, a little taste
And you won't be going far

Bacteria is now trivia
And a virus afternoon
We build prions out of ions
I would rather play with lions

[instrumental

[verse]
We build monsters that will kill us
Without ever knowing how
We don't know how we will stop them
But we are making them right now

We grow beasts never existed
We concoct them in a lab
We then throw them in the garbage
All made in our garage

[verse]
We may have crossed the line
This may be the one last time
We will find that they are growing
At the bottom in the slime

There is no point in stopping now
Not that we could or ever would
It is our nature playing with fire
Build and watch our funeral pyre

[instrumental

[verse]
We may have crossed the line
This may be the one last time
We will find that they are growing
At the bottom in the slime

There is no point in stopping now
Not that we could or ever would
It is our nature playing with fire
Build and watch our funeral pyre

[outro]


Building Monsters

Straight to the Doghouse

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