really great raw and grungy version of this classic!

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Promised Land is a song that draws on the traditions of Americana, World music, Blues, Folk and rock. The main theme behind the song is a mans love for music (especially his guitar) and how it helps him get through everything life (and death) can throw at him. Head on over to my YouTube channel to check out the lyric video. You can also check out me doing a bunch if acoustic covers at home whilst you are there. https://youtu.be/Xc9t5YzFdKg

Tony Romaine - Promised Land

I Would

Trap

Run And Hide

POST PUNK TYPE X GOTHIC ROCK TYPE X DARKWAVE TYPE X NEW WAVE TYPE X ALTERNATIVE ROCK TYPE X SYNTHWAVE TYPE BEAT 

FORSAKEN (NEW WAVE X post punk type Beat INSTRUMENTAL)

An mir?

A song about getting old

LYRICS:

The skin you're wound in
won't keep the sound in
so stop pretending

You hiss and you are steaming
Your eyes are streaming
and I can't say here, no

Slip-on shoes and dripping blues
You're waiting for the shipping news
Birds dive beneath the waves
They're showing you an early grave
The sea is where we go to die
The moon is hidden by the night

Waterfalls run backwards
and continents will drift apart
The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

I can't stay here
No

Slip-on shoes and dripping blues
You're waiting for the shipping news
Birds dive beneath the waves
They're showing you an early grave
The sea is where we go to die
The moon is hidden by the night

Waterfalls run backwards
and continents will drift apart
The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

Dripping Blues


I think they're trying to kill billions of us off or fucking summat.
There's certainly something vital happening, 
that were not been told about. 

And I don't know who they means. 
They're hidden behind screens.
Perhaps it's an A.I. a  sattelite in the sky.
Who's in control. 

It makes no sense, 
they've never give a single fuck about us. (Before)
But suddenly the health of you and me is the most important thing? 

Perhaps the algorithm's worked out. That we're all achieving nowt.
And that the earth could breathe happy.
If the people weren't so free, 
and much more dead. 

Or it could be China waging war? 
but not going all ballistic, 
They made this virus to get rid,
of all us wasteful Western twats. 

Oh I wish that things could be, 
as easy as they seemed.
On telly in the past, 
but the apogee has passed,
In 69. 

Or perhaps the USSR and USA
are back to cold war bullshit.
Instead of racing up to space they're racing to,
the bottom of a the pile.
They used to have a dream. (I had one)
But now it seems obscene. (about dogs)
To hope any such things, (in space)
where would we begin.
I just dont know. 
(anyway I pulled my cock off)

They say its just a vaccine, 
look it's the same as countless others.
Except it don't do nothing and you need,
4 within a year. 

Oh but if you question that. 
You're an ignorant twat.
And the government's making memes,
To match up to this theme.
And tell you so. 
(just fucking buy it)

let us level with ya, 
there's just too many of yas.
But we're gonna solve that problem by charging 5p for a plastic bag.
Cos the world is overfilled,
With cows who shit in feilds. 
So if you want to eat. 
You better forget meat.
Its gone away. 

Let's hope that someday we work out what the fuck is going on here.
and we can turn to people who believed them and say,
I bloody told you so. 

The same who go along with it. 
Who always do the bits.
"I just did as I was told" 
like the nazis did of old.
The stupid twats. 

(whistle a bit)
oh really? (Oh really?)
Yeah, sounds quite likely (quite likely)

Cos they'll let you be Free,
If you make them money,
as if that's what really counts, 
Not happiness amounts,
Or so they say.

If you do as they say,
then you'll be on your way,
all protected by the vax,
but prone to heart attacks.

Yet one day we'll all pay,
With our lives either way.
Theres no escaping it,
Everything is shit. 

Its bad enough to begin. 
Just let us dance and sing.
Let's have our beer and our cigs, 
and let us eat the pigs.
Like yesterday.

Thinking Out Loud

--holiday recording on phone--

This pleasant tale is like a little copse:
The honied lines so freshly interlace,
To keep the reader in so sweet a place,
So that he here and there full-hearted stops;
And oftentimes he feels the dewy drops
Come cool and suddenly against his face,
And, by the wandering melody, may trace
Which way the tender-legged linnet hops.
Oh! what a power has white Simplicity!
What mighty power has this gentle story!
I, that do ever feel athirst for glory,
Could at this moment be content to lie
Meekly upon the grass, as those whose sobbings
Were heard of none beside the mournful robins.

John Keats

Written on a Blank Space

Music when the lights go out.m4a

https://youtu.be/LQYzhmBIVLk

Any sane brain will complain
and fail to this and bail, son.
But I can tap a vein
power through the pain
rain like a ****ing rail gun.

Cause my style's 
never been out of style
it's the divine style
better believe that!
You're facile as a missile
don't stockpile—
never gonna need that.

My brainchild is ignateous,
it's lit and fit to lead the nations.
I'm thinkin' I can make a proclamation:
If you dig it, you must sing it
You must take it close to the heart
blows to the heart, master the art.
It's not about being faster
or a misogynous bastard,
I'm ad astra.

This game's got a hold on me.
(I can I can cut like a ****in' knife when the rhythm calls me!)
Taking your baby formula.
Breaking you'll make you humbler.

No apology.
(I can I can slash like a ****in' scythe nothing ever dulls me!)
Rein in those who brag a lot.
Reign down like the Jagannath.

Got a metronome glued to my dome
like a pacemaker.
(bass shaker)
Read the mosaic—I 
can bend the beat like a voltaic arc.

Some fake hard
but they got the boy in 'em make 'em brittle.
Don't remember ever being "Little",
keep my inner Beat Boy in the middle.

Touched by the God of Madness,
when I fatten this
I'm gonna patent this.
I'm gonna practice 
on your wackness
like the female praying mantis.

Better back this up
with a bigger groove
feign a bigger move
find a better proof.
Yeah, I'm the Beta Wolf
who snapped your Alpha in half
and I'm not sorry!

Chorus (repeated)

Let It Be (Acoustic) [Beatles Cover]

LoneWolf (Demo Page)

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big fan

The fallen archangel

N.o.b.S.

Karin-Maria Brunner

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