Yangqin Fantasy no. 3

Lyrics:

I hear the profits
I smell the money changing hands
I want that action
Show me something, Show me something
Sell me a startup
I want to be a big-time man
I'm starting over
Sell me something, sell me something

Show me something
Sell me something

The world's my oyster
I won't be happy till I suck it dry
I won't be happy
Give me something, Give me something
I'll climb the mountain
Climb the mountain that never ends
Climb in my Lambo
I am something, I am something

Show me something
Sell me something
Give me something
I am something

I make the profits
I feel the money in my hand
I stop for nothing
Show me something, Show me something
Sell me a blue chip
I want to be the big I am
I'll take it over
Sell me something, sell me something
The world's my oyster
I won't be happy till I suck it dry
I won't be happy
Give me something, Give me something
I'll climb the mountain
Climb the mountain that never ends
Climb in my Lambo
I am something, I am something

The Profits

Ge Mig Solen

Synth hardware: Korg MS-20, Korg Volca Beats, Korg Volca Bass, Arturia MicoBrute.

Female vocals courtesy of Amy the robot (ttsMP3.com).
Male vocals courtesy of Brian the robot (ttsMP3.com).

Lyrics:

Big town, big big town
Big town, big big town
In a big town
You can hide
In a big town
You can run
In a big town
You won't be heard
In a big town
You won't be noticed
Big town
Big town
Big town
Big town

Small town, small small town
Small town, small small town
In a small town
You can't hide
In a small  town
You can't run
In a small  town
You will be heard
In a small  town
You will be noticed
Small town
Small town
Small town
Small town

Big Town, Small Town

"Sex balloon is coming over you" might at first seem to be some kind of pornographic double entendre, but that's not the intention, and when you think about it, that wouldn't make sense anyway. Sex balloon is an element, possibly, of something we don't know about. It is certainly aeronautical, at least in spirit, but it is also spiritual, and possibly criminal. We might say, after the event, "I don't know what came over me". Was it sex balloon? It is not impossible that it was. But without specific information, how can anyone be certain, or even know what we are talking about?

sex balloon

I Can Never Remember What Day It Is

Words and music by Neil Cartmell. Image by Rock'n Roll Monkey on unsplash

Leave It All  To AI

You stole some chords
The melody needs to soar
Not just sigh as if it's bored

The well is dry
You scraped another forced rhyme
You've never been a lyrics guy

Don't you dare go out of your mind
Don't you dare go out of your mind

Leave it all to A.I
Hey man
Leave it all to A.I 
Don't try
Forget your pride

A little tweak
Of a generated seed
Hey presto
You wrote a beat

Still need more help
To express your true self?
Check the presets that we sell

Don’t go reinventing the feel
Don’t go reinventing the feel

Leave it all to A.I
Hey man
Leave it all to A.I
Don’t try
Forget your pride

Snap it to the lines
Tune it to the nines
Smooth all the jaggedy
Loose the humanity

Cut the breathing out
Those salvia sounds
Are really disgusting me
All the humanity

It’s really throwing me
All the humanity
Everything’s so sloppy
Ew the humanity

Leave It All To A.I

Lyrics:

Another rise
In the cost of living
The food on the table
Is barely worth eating.
Try to spend less
Try to work harder 
But plans for the future 
Are put on the back burner 

Nothing is working
Nothing is working

Football team's
On a losing streak
So they're trying hard
To locate their weaknesses 
Tried new strategies 
Tried new coaches
But all of the grandstands
Are filling with cockroaches

Nothing is working
Nothing is working

A man is dating
A woman from eBay 
She looks pretty hot
But she smells like an ashtray
So many partners 
So many failures
She looks at her phone
So he chats up the waitresses

Nothing is working
Nothing is working

There is a car crash
And somebody's hurting 
They're cutting them out 
As time is deserting them
People watching 
Some stand around thinking
Some pray to their god
But no gods are listening 

Nothing is working
Nothing is working
Nothing is working
Nothing is working

Nothing Is Working

I can live with this

Just a rough demo, recorded in one take with one microphone and yes I know this has far too much reverb!  I was going for the sound of someone just playing in a soundcheck! This is the song I'm planning on working on next. Not sure what to do with it arrangement wise. Keep it simple and acoustic? Full band with electric guitars and drums? Any thoughts please let me know. 

The song is inspired by seeing youtube comments of young people wishing they were alive during 90s music. In the song someone goes back in time and realizes that maybe it's better to be a music fan when you can listen to any song for free, rather than having to order a cd that costs 12.99 and then you hate every song on it.

so you wish you were alive in the 90s (rough demo)

Thanks to everyone for their help,advice and comments. I'm hoping that I can leave this alone now.....!

Lyrics 

I remember, when I was young
All I wanted was a bit of fun
Now I'm older, and I've got more time
You're the girl that  I hoped I'd find

Took me years to find your heart
I was almost done, I was torn apart
But a girl walked in and I noticed her
So I tried to speak, and the rest's a blur.


Won't you give me a chance?
To get to know you a little better, and maybe then
We can be, more than friends

Now we both know, that this feels right
These days we spend, turned into nights
With your sweet sung words, and a face to match
They say take it slow, don't go too fast

I'm staring life right in the face
I don't want to know what takes it's place
I know it's time to live till then
Will you stay with me until the end?

We Can Be (More Than Friends)

I've been playing and composing music since the mid 70's.
All music is composed and produced by me.
Hope you enjoy my music.

I can live with this

MikaelSundh