Run Away (feat. Mademoiselle Rose)

Purpose Is Or Am

40 years of popular music, 17 inspirations, one fluffy cacophony. We are living in a world of wool!

The Definitive Sheep Song

I guess I've been hopping around the Cloud long enough to be influenced by all of you. This one is pretty strongly influenced by the bucolic musings of the Cloud King, Chris Pellnat @pretentiousmusic.

From Wikipedia: "Mud daubers are not normally aggressive, but can become belligerent when threatened. Stings are uncommon." To this I can relate.

Dirt Dauber

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Jittery lady
Adobe architect 
A potter, an artist of mud

It’s all for the baby
A tinge of regret
Your life, a labor of love
 
Work faster, you master 
Of plaster matte walls
Waddle and daubing your halls
 
You flickering onyx
My spindle waste friend
Slaving away til the end

Your moment is coming
You’ve almost arrived
Your masterpiece nearly complete

All in awe we applaud
And with tears in our eyes
As you fall from the skies to our feet

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt Dauber

Lyrics:
Isolation, frustration
A whole wealth of misinformation
Some call the facts misinformation
In this together in the middle of this mess

I try to stay in touch but it doesn’t feel right
Social media is a superfund toxic site
For the mind. I wish I could go play tonight
‘Cause we’ll all tone it down
Making things all right.

I take a walk outside
Just to get my head clear
I call it respect 
You call it living in fear
As we deal with those unprecedented blues
Oh yeah

I’m not too political more into science
Armed with a guitar ‘cause I don’t like violence
Break the slump since it’s time to break the silence
People protest ‘cause want to be heard

The lucky ones still get to work
A break on the price, they can’t afford to lose that perk
Grocery store feels like a war zone
I can’t be the only one who feels all alone

I take a walk outside
Just to get my head clear
I try to accept 
The cost and joy of living here
As we deal with those unprecedented blues

Sometimes it’s a good live stream
Sometimes it’s a purring cat
These little things keep us grounded
No complaints about that
Can we put this behind us? This should make us stronger
If we keep holding on for just a little while longer

And so we go, headed into better times
A new age will come if we start with our own minds
It won’t be perfect but we’ll be doing fine
I’ll try to be more friendly and commit to being fair

Some day we’ll help by living our lives
When it’s back to being safe but we’re not quite there yet
Until then I have to lay low
Get it done in the studio

I take a walk outside
Just to get my head clear
Tonight I’ll peak at the right time with the beer
As we deal with those unprecedented blues

Unprecedented Blues

Another track from Martian Tavern Jukebox

Martian Time-Slip (Demo)

Tourbillon De Plastique
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Un tourbillon, faux romantique
Des beaux noms, de chics boutiques
Une ronde qui gronde, Mer de plastique
De faux idéaux, vraiment pas chic

C’pétrole iodé, d’être anarchique
Pour devenir, « full » archaïque
Millions d’années, c’n’est pas magique
Tout reste en tas, bien trop pacifique

Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh

Qu’est ce qu’on va faire, D’toutes ces reliques
Moquer l’enfer D’un beau sourire angélique
Foi en l’avenir, Comme amnésique
L’descendant soupire, même si tout plein d’fric

Reste à défaire nos déchets d’fabrique
(Aller) Laver la mer, Tous des pêcheurs de plastique
Partir en guerre, Beau biologique
Reconstruire la terre, De toute sa face bleue magique

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Chant, guitares: aDom
Batterie: Ad
Basse: Glen
Claviers: James
Mixage: Fabrice

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Tourbillon De Plastique

The tried and tested little motion
I guess I really should have put some clothes on
The icicles that hang are souvenirs
I'm far more shallow than it first appears

CHORUS
Internal character assassination
Put myself down before you can
Whose the most mighty man?

Kick back and let me tell you a short story
Its a tome of all my former glory
Are you listening?  I'm letting out a secret
There's nothing captured so don't read it

CHORUS

Purpose Is Or Am

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