This tune was first sang by The Beatles in 1964 and performed by me here on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #529 by The Beatles

ARQUE

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Derek Sibert__bass/vox
Andrew Srack__guitars
Grayson Z Andrews__drums

Cover by Evan Azher:
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Tracked by Edwin Paroissien at Echohill Studios:
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Mixed by Jeff Wiseman at ZnB Studios:
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Mastered by Timothy Stollenwerk at Stereophonic Mastering:
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Lyrics:

Motherboard she told me stories
Human's ever quest for glory
I just can't compute the function
They always seemed at odds with themselves

What are these memories?

Smell of wet asphalt in summer
Loads in images I wonder
Why the lizards here and there are
Small and lost their wings and fire breath

Can't recall were they all
Binary or DNA?

I want to live like the ancient ones did
Errors and mistakes
Where did they go what did they know?
Will we head the same way?

Data tells me of the magic
Love and bonds so often tragic
Lipstick smeared all over my face
I can't hide never an accident

Imperfection our big fear
Kept us from seeing clear
I think they might still be here
And they need to be set free

they.i.

COME GET CLOSER Cherif.B 2025

Stormy

Lyrics:

I saw the lipstick on your sleeve
A shade I never wear or leave
Your shadow moves when the clock strikes three
But you're not coming home to me

I gave you trust like a house of glass
You threw the stone
It shattered fast

When the truth comes crashing
No place to hide
I’ll fight for what’s mine
I won’t let this slide
You played your game
But now I play mine
The kids are staying here
You crossed the line

Your words are cheap like coins of rust
Promises crumble
They turn to dust
The bed we made now feels like stone
You’re not the one I’ve ever known

You thought I’d break
You thought I’d fold
But my fire’s burning
My heart’s gone cold

When the truth comes crashing
No place to hide
I’ll fight for what’s mine
I won’t let this slide
You played your game
But now I play mine
The kids are staying here
You crossed the line

You left the keys and a note half-torn
But I’ve outgrown the way you swore
The midnight rings with lawyer calls
I stand my ground while your alibis fall

Truth on the table
Lies in a pile
I take what’s real
And walk the last mile

When the truth comes crashing
No place to hide
I’ll fight for what’s mine
I won’t let this slide
You played your game
But now I play mine
The kids are staying here
You crossed the line

I scrub the scent from the bedroom walls
Box up the pictures, close those halls
This house will breathe without your blame
I light a match and reclaim my name

No more excuses
No more delay
I’m done with begging
I choose my way

When the truth comes crashing
No place to hide
I’ll fight for what’s mine
I won’t let this slide
You played your game
But now I play mine
The kids are staying here
You crossed the line

I was the harbor, you were the storm
I held the line till the cord was torn
Now steel in my veins, no turning back
I found my compass on your track

No more secrets, no more lies
I see clear behind your eyes
You played your game, I read the signs
The kids stay here—you crossed the line

Your echo fades like a dying flame
I won’t be haunted by your name
I lock the door on what you’ve done
And let the dawn replace the sun

One heartbeat steady, one future mine
I draw the border, a brighter line
When truth comes crashing, I won’t hide—
This is our home. I hold the tide.
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Track: Crossed the Line
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Jake Denver
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Crossed the Line - Feat. Jake

take a walk

New trap
#trap#Rage#NewWave#TravisScott#PlayboiCarti#U
ndergroundtrap#HipHop#DarkTrap

CHEX

Princesa encantada cancion folk medieval
(version 2025) #folk #folklore #medieval #medievalcore #fantasy #opera #lirico #medieval #ambient #classical #folk #indie

PRINCESA ENCANTADA-Noashaua

A raw and chaotic outburst of depression, emptiness, and anger.
Glitchy punk noise mixed with distorted spoken word and desperate shouts.
This is not a protest song — it’s a personal scream into the void.
Explicit language.

Description (RU):
Сырой и хаотичный выплеск депрессии, пустоты и злости.
Глитчевый панк-нойз, смешанный с искажённым речитативом и отчаянными криками.
Это не протестный трек — это личный крик в пустоту.
Мат присутствует.

Текст:

Что-то, я в депрессии уже, кажется, давно.
Жизнь, как у всех, — полное говно.
Иногда дрочу, иногда кричу.
В школе меня научили молчать.
Музыка в ушах должна качать.
Вчера напился — хотелось блевать.

give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!

Окна заколочены, я смотрю в экран.
Мимо пробегает серый таракан.
Всё по привычке, всё как всегда: пустота и тоска.

give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!

Стены давят, тишина режет, в голове — скрежет.
Мысли кричат.

give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!

Никакого нахуй "just do it".
Ветер в твоих карманах дует.
Блаженная совесть негодует.
Nothing matters — we just screw it.

Скажи мне, дорогая, что со мной не так?

give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!

Вечность пахнет болью и вчерашним пивом,
без соли доедаю,
без смысла доживаю,
без пятнадцати восемь - открывается магаз,
свет во мне уже давно погас
My life goes fast
I’m an outcast,
Nothing left to grasp...

give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!
give up — just give up!



Give up

Lyrics by Dmitry Kolganov - A dark cosmic tale of devotion and destruction, where an immortal guardian consumes worlds to shield them from the encroaching darkness.

THE RELIQUARY

Kremlin Band — музыкально-политический панк-арт-проект. 

Моя попытка пережить безумие, которое называют реальностью.

Тексты — Илья Меркурьев. Музыка и голос — нейрогенерация.

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Kremlin Band is a musical-political punk art project. 

My attempt to survive the madness they call reality.

Lyrics — Ilya Merkuryev. Music and vocals — neural generation.

Give up

Kremlin band