Through The Dark

2025 Before All This by winkandwoo and Billy Korg
Lyrics by winkandwoo
winkandwoo on soundcloud: @winkandwoo

Lyrics :-
I wonder what
I was doing
Not a lot
Before all this
I wonder what
Was my calling
Stuck in a rut
Before all this

And day by day
And year by year
It fades away
Becomes unclear

Is this the path I should be on
Now that I'm here

A midnight chancer
A moonlight dancer
A real champagner
An entertainer

Billy Korg / winkandwoo 2025

Before All This

I thought I would rework this a little as it still applies to the situation today
lyrics

lables are toxic
and they choke off our brains
instead of progress
all we get is cold rain

we all have problems we have to solve 
issues of life that impact us all

there's kids who are hungry
bridges that fall
people who hate for no reason at all
now we burn books
cause we're afraid of some words
we throw rocks at others before they are heard

this is a democrat
that's a republican
how can they be right when they are both so wrong

get away from lables
stop fencing our minds in
with stereotypes hyped by leaders who grin
they've duped us to think that we don't have the sense
to think for ourselves
so let's give common sense a chance

think for yourself
use your own ears and eyes
let your heart guide your hand
not the unfounded lies
that these leaders all tell
they don't care about you
they have something to sell
and that something is you

are you for sale#2

Scroll and Scroll (TikTok Owns My Soul)” is a playful, satirical anthem about the endless cycle of swiping through TikTok. With catchy hooks and tongue-in-cheek lyrics, it captures the addictive pull of the app—fun, funny, and just a little too real for anyone who’s ever lost hours to the scroll. “A tragic love story between me and my For You Page. This song proves I can’t stop scrolling, and honestly, I don’t want to.”

Scroll and Scroll (TikTok owns my Soul) - TikTokA

2025 Rising Sun Blues by Phazz and Billy Korg
Lyrics: Tradicional Louisiana Folk song 'The House Of The Rising Sun' from Anthology of Louisiana Literature. More info: https://peakd.com/hive-175836/@nupulse/rising-sun-blues-the-house-of-the-by-phazz-and-billy-korg-enes

LYRICS:

There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun,
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl,
And me, oh God, I’m one.

If I had only listened of what my mama said,
I’d be at home today.
But bein’ so young and foolish, my Lord,
Let a gambler lead me astray.
 
Now, my mother is a tailor,
She sews those new blue jeans.
And my sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord,
Drinks down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a drunken man needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he’s satisfied,
Lord, is when he’s on the drunk.
 
Somebody go get my baby sister;
Tell her not to do, not to do what I have done.
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun.
 
Well, I’m goin’ back to New Orleans;
My race is almost run.
Yes, I’m goin’ back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, the rising sun.

Rising Sun Blues ft Phazz

2025 The Man From The Future by Billy Korg & The Sixth Stone
Lyrics & vocals by The Sixth Stone https://soundcloud.com/thesixthstone

LYRICS:

He claims you have come from the future
Forged in pain
And his eyes bound by a suture
Point out the way

I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
(My open eyes)
I can see even when I close my eyes

I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
(My open eyes)

I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
(My open eyes)

A black star had a rupture
Time and space
Bringing down the man from the future
That's what he says

I can feel, I can see even with my open eyes
(My open eyes)
I can see even when I close my eyes

He claims you have come from the future
He claims you have come from the future

The Man From The Future

Trapparappa Style Mixing 


The dust remembers
The sun forgets
We drive on... into the kaleidoscope...

Jacaranda petals on the windshield smear
A purple blur, a fragrant, shifting gear
The tarmac breathes, a mirage in the heat
A silent pulse, a slow and steady beat
Baobabs stand like sentinels of time
Their ancient hearts in rhythm with the rhyme
Of a drum we feel, but never truly hear
Calling us forward, dissolving every fear.

Oh, Kaleidoscope Sun!
We run, beneath your fractured light
Until the day and night become one.
This Wapor trail, a neon scar
We're chasing sunsets in a moving car
In Africa, we are.

The city falls away, a grid of fading gold
A story in the rust, a thousand tales untold
We climb the Sani Pass, the air is thin and clear
The world below, a postcard from last year.
A herd of springbok, static in the grass
Then a sudden burst of motion as we pass
A fleeting frame of beauty, sharp and true
Etched on the retina, a memory made new.

Oh, Kaleidoscope Sun!
We run, beneath your fractured light
Until the day and night become one.
This Wapor trail, a neon scar
We're chasing sunsets in a moving car
In Africa, we are.

And in the silence of the Kalahari night
The stars don't twinkle, they just burn so bright.
We are so small, just whispers in the sand
Holding the universe in the palm of our hand.
This is the estro... the pull... the deep unknown
A frequency that vibrates in the bone.

The fire is embers...
The map is torn...
But the rhythm... the rhythm goes on...
Kaleidoscope...
Sun...
...We are home.

The CaleidoscopeSUN

MBStudio91 Ableton LIVE Lennar Digital Sylent Synapse DUNE Magilla Trapparappa sampling and computer programming, Mirc keyboard and computer programming

NINE original number 9

Music and keyboards, computer graphic&programming
and some noise...  work on Ableton LIVE, Synapse DUNE and Lennar Digital Sylenth and more Q 
"Music Held in Old Frames,
For Ears That Tame Wild Beats.
60 Years, 3x20 Brains –
Crafting Sound Since ’86."


Collab:  
Nikelodeon Opera
laquerciaJR. 
MBStudio91©
VersoSud
Nerocaravaggio

MBStudio91 crew

Magilla  guitar voice keyboards
Trapparappa bass drum voice
Dj Baboo trumpet sax trombone keyboard voice
the Trooper keyb guitar percussion voice
and Mirc, keyboard and sampler, computer programming. 


Born to make music, but to make noise, I hope to create happiness and I want to destroy cheap woofers

The CaleidoscopeSUN

mIrcOzio!