MOLE PEOPLE

TV Girl - Blue Hair - Slowed + Reverb

wifiskeleton - nop ur 2 l8 I already died

Taken from the EP "DEM NO GOOD" 
Available on bandcamp https://froxie.bandcamp.com/releases
and on SC free Streaming https://soundcloud.com/froxie-dub/sets/ep-dem-no-good-an
More Froxie/Fox stuff here : https://soundcloud.com/froxie-dub

Conceived & delivered by frOxie and mOag in April 2016
Mixed by Froxie
Mastered by Jack Daniels

ON SHAKY GROUND 
It just feels so flippin’ cold inside 
despite the lights of december that are flooding the sky
Now, I’ve heard that you can choose to be anything you want 
a fluffy mouse, a killer on the fighting front
But whatever you think, do, hear or say
whatever the moment, whatever the space
you’re always gonna find someone to spit in your face 
and to push you right back, back into your place
So should you decide to walk alone 
just remember to take a heart of stone
well you know it’s like they say 
with a fistful of dollars you can fly
but with a fistful of dirt you’ll be able to look up 
and just watch them getting high

One more time ‘round
Once more unbound
One more dumb clown
On shaky ground

Striking gold with the new cash cow 
A king of fools but he’s making the headlines now 
Words are unchained, as others go down the drain

Brown shirts have been bleached to white 
How did we let them move on from our line of sight
Words are unchanged, like 33’s back again

One more time ‘round
Once more unbound
One more dumb clown
On shaky ground

mOag & Froxie - On shaky grOund

Composed and produced by Val Akey. Used and programmed VSTIs:
Addictive Drums2/Broomstick Bass/FL Keys/RealLPC+GuitarRig5/Cytrus.
Many thanks for the photo to Victor Freitas:
https://www.pexels.com/hu-hu/foto/barlang-erdo-fak-festoi-803106/

Release date: 14 December 2019

Looking For Shelter

Copyright Nat Daniels / Colé 2020
Written by Nat Daniels & Colé
Performed and Produced by Nat Daniels

Lyrics:

Will I be Remembered - By Nat Daniels and Colê

Another 10 yrs has gone by
And I still haven’t written that book
Took some time to look up a friend
And see who still cares

It’s day after day with a mortgage to pay
it’s grind in itself to get by
I’m still holding on to the dream inside
And I wonder if time will be kind

Chorus:

Or will time leave me forgotten
Like a ball of used up cotton?
Am I still somewhere in someone’s mind?
Or a remnant of the days behind?
Will I be remembered for my deeds
And the love I left behind?
Will I be remembered....  
Oh remembered 

The Mirror keeps changing on me
Showing lines ain’t seen before
My eyes sees a child with a grin in her eyes
Who had dreams that could never be sold

And looking back on the life I had
I should count my blessings more
And I’ve many scars to show,
But strength to go on…

Chorus:
Or will time leave me forgotten
Like a ball of used up cotton?
Am I still somewhere in someone’s mind?
Or a remnant of the days behind?
Will I be remembered for my deeds
And the love I left behind?
Will I be remembered.... oh remembered
Remembered.

Will I Be Remembered

For...Robert - Redit Primate Gtr

Who knows what's going on when the paws start twitching and the whiskers go into overdrive. Then the rapid motions subside and all is calm - for a while.
(Photo: our boss Daisy Rascal  - en repose)

Cat Sleeping #1

I wrote this song back in 2007, when this single girl lived above my condo. She called the cops on me 13 times over the year and a half that she lived there. The first time, I was just playing an acoustic guitar at 8pm on a Tuesday. She once complained to me that she could hear me talk on the telephone. Come on lady, I'm alive. The cops used to come over so often, we started recognizing each other. I offered them in for a beer on more than one occasion. One of them noticed my Les Paul and told me he had one at home just like it. She had me questioning my life choices on more than one occasion, but come on. Can't make everybody happy all the time...

Screw Up

Can’t feel free, can’t feel at ease
Can’t stop thinking that she can hear me breathe
I’m trapped in my home because she’s sitting all alone
Waiting patiently for the next time that I screw up

I’m such a Screw Up
Hey yeah yeah

I’ll turn it high, I’ll turn it low
I’ll even try to turn her stomping into Morris code
Every time I hear another knock on my door
I get a taste of fear that she can’t take it anymore

I’m such a Screw Up
Hey yeah yeah

Too late too late the cops have shown up again
Too late too late the cops have shown up again
Too late too late the cops have shown up again
If they didn’t have cuffs I would be calling them my friends

I’m such a Screw Up
Hey yeah yeah

Screw Up

Crumbling

Shaky

From the album “Short Stories”, released 22.01.21

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Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1zf4ux62YMZ2Lry8qdEtTh?si=6oWM6uKJRQWhVsi78TUTxg

Let's Grow Old Together (album version)

Bad keys, shaky shakers, 
acoustic and tremolo guitars... 
I try to not grill ALL of these ingredients
ALL of the time... but it’s hard.

mOag & Froxie - On shaky grOund

man On a grill