had this melody stuck in my head for a while, and I keep thinking it sounds like a title theme for a quirky (British?) sitcom or something. anyone want to help me a write a TV show to go with it?

theme song to a tv show that doesn't exist (yet?)

I had a four-hour round trip commute to NYC every day for a month and I got bored so this happened. 99% Logic sounds/effects input by me on the train using the musical keyboard function.

another hundred people (electronica Sondheim cover)

drums/production/mixing: Mike Gargano

all other instruments/vocals: Morgan Morse

photo illustration by Amelia Miller

lyrics:

don't take a look outside your bedroom window
there's no point to it, 'cause there's nobody there
if there's monsters in your closet there's no problem
they won't bother you
they won't bother you

because oh, they're just trying to make it too
oh, another night with work to do
oh, and if that thought won't ease your mind
don't you know, even monsters have to sleep sometimes

and in your dreams if you should see a river
running clear and bright, like a carpet of blue
just take your little boat that's made of paper
and sail away in it
sail away in it

and oh, if dark figures line the shore
oh, and they follow you and there's more and more
oh, have no fear, all is not lost
because oh, they're just trying to find a way across

monsters

a collection of themes I've written for friends' radio and movie projects (except for the last one, which is a theme I wrote for nothing in particular.)

theme song to a show that doesn't exist (yet)

detective sloan theme

midnight snack theme

early hours theme

ghost radio theme

a song about dinos and growing up. lyrics/music morgan morse 2018. all instruments/vocals: morgan morse.

lyrics:

I don’t like this conversation
I’d rather there were more dinosaurs
Let’s bring back the Triassic

I’m not big on where this is heading
But I’m really big on big dinosaurs
So that’d be fantastic

You state your points, as you make your sell
Your lips are forming the words so well
I wouldn’t mind if an asteroid fell
‘Cause I’m not enthusiastic

This talk seems too much like business
And I’ve never really liked business
So instead of talking shop
 Why don’t we stop, drop it and move on to other topics
Like what would be your top picks? I’ll accept a list
In order of the coolest roar
And is your favorite herbivore a stegosaur or triceratops?

The ages come, and the ages go
When the world changes, it changes slow
And growing up’s taking ages, so
Here’s a proposal for us

Sometimes we lose touch with what we feel
If we pretend, we can find what’s real
I’ll be Laura Dern, you can be Sam Neill
And there’s the brontosaurus
(Majestic backing chorus!)
The glory of that sight, it might restore us

I don’t like this conversation
Maybe that’s because I am afraid of evolution

I will evolve, I must evolve
But if that means sacrificing all the things that make me human
Then I’d rather be a dinosaur

dinosaurs

a statement of purpose, I suppose.

all instruments/vocals: morgan morse

lyrics:

someday we / might be / nuthin'
someday we / might be / nuthin'
so what to do until then?

might as well / go make / sumthin'
might as well / go make / sumthin'
I guess that's better than nuthin'

nuthin'

just, y'know, relax.

music&lyrics by morgan morse
all instruments: morgan morse

lyrics:

you always run / you never walk
so concerned with what you can and can’t do
rubbing up / static shock
trying to get friction to work with and not against you

if you’d only pace yourself
you could preserve your health and sanity
if you’d only let yourself be

you could be / pretty good
mover or a shaker, one of a select few
you could be / understood
if you stop trying so hard to make people understand you

if you’d only pace yourself
you could preserve your health and sanity
if you’d only let yourself be

you know you’ve got to pace yourself
there is no-where else you’ve gotta be
you know that you could set yourself free

if you’d only take a few steps back
you’d see you’ve got time
if you’d only call off the attack
you’d see the war you’re fighting is in your mind

if you’d only try to believe
that life will be long enough for it all
if you’d only try to remember
before you run you have to learn to crawl

if you’d only, if you’d only
if you’d only, if you’d only

if you’d only pace yourself
you could preserve your health and sanity
if you’d only let yourself be

pace yourself

a love song for the internship age.

music&lyrics: morgan morse
all instruments/vocals: morgan morse

lyrics:

had a job as a paperboy, I didn't like it
too much ink on my hands, and I'm a lousy throw anyway
they give you nickels and dimes, not worth the early mornings and loud dogs
I got to ride on my bike, I guess that part was okay

but I'd work for you for low pay

I had a job as a hotel clerk, I didn't like it
everybody wants everything instantly
there's freaky stuff anytime you let people close and lock doors
you never know what you'll find after they turn in their key

but I'd work for you for low pay
I'd work for you for free

so hover overhead, micromanage, do whatever you do
I would sweat, I would bleed, I'd get mud on my best pair of shoes
it could be illegal, I could get arrested and end up on the news
but I'd work for you

hey, I'd work for you for low pay
I'd work for you for free
hey, I'd work for you for low pay
I'd work for you for free

work for you

a song about tinder.

music&lyrics: morgan morse
all instruments/vocals: morgan morse

lyrics:

I know how to have fun, I know how to burn one, I can shoot a handgun, here's me at the range
not looking for shorties, 5 foot 10 or more please, I watch Rick and Morty, what can we arrange?
here's my favorite angle, bedsheets in a tangle, come and help me get off - I mean, help me get them off
stop searching if you like what you see

pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me - pick me (2x)

this one is a selfie, this one might as well be, this one shows I'm healthy 'cause I'm on a cleanse
this one's kinda art-y, looking like a barbie, this one's at a party so you know I have friends
no one reads the bio, but if you would try-oh, you'd know I like the Office and working out
and I'm really in a drought, so feel free to

pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me - pick me (2x)
oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please
pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me - pick me

we all advertise ourselves / to be appealing
wheeling and dealing, revealing just enough to want more
we all want to find someone, someone who's caring
the perfect pairing, so we craft ourselves to look worth caring for

take me to the movies, popcorn bag for two, please, send me your juiciest pick-up line
take me out for drinks, whatever you think, but I'm on the brink, so don't take your time
take everything off me, take me out for coffee, take me out wherever, just take me out
swipe right right now, find love digitally

pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me - pick me (2x)
oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please
pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me - pick me

pick me

why did I do this

all instruments: morgan morse
vocals: morgan morse feat. my mom, ellen hardy, serving some radio drama realness in the bridge

all rights (and apologies) to the original songwriters: rami yacoub/max martin

oops! I did it again (cover)

someday I will write a movie scene that goes along with this.

all instruments: morgan morse

the market at twilight (instrumental)

in honor of me moving to NYC recently.

all rights to billy joel. music&lyrics by billy joel. all hail billy joel.

all instruments&vocals: morgan morse

movin' out (cover)

sometimes you just need to write a good ol' 80s-style pop heartbreak anthem

music&lyrics: morgan morse
all instruments/vocals: morgan morse
production/mixing/mastering: teddy o'mara

lyrics:

toss and turn / that's how it goes
nothing new / it's the same old story I suppose
I'm a stupid guy / with a stupid heart
and I screw things up / 'cause I think I'm smart, I think I'm smart

but I'm in way over my head
I'm praying for a breath, I'm drowning in my bed
I'm sick in love, when I shouldn't be
and it's 4 AM but I can't sleep, I am in over my head too deep

how dare you / stay on my mind
I'm so tired / tired of thinking 'bout you all the time
what a stupid guy / what a stupid heart
it was just a crush / that's always how it starts, that's how it starts

now I'm in way over my head
I'm praying for a breath, I'm drowning in my bed
I'm sick in love, when I shouldn't be
and it's 4 AM but I can't sleep, I am in over my head too deep

I am in over my head too deep
I am in over, I am in over my head

in way over my head

music/lyrics/all instruments&vocals: morgan morse

lyrics:

brother / looking up / I am unsteady
it feels like looking out
brother / what a view
kaleidoscoping ever and forever 
and reflecting on the water and I

don't wanna go, I
think that you know why

can't see the stars in New York City
only the lights here on the ground
we can try / to scrape the sky
but we'll keep falling down

you and I / rename the constellations
they really do need better names
you and I / remember what it felt like to be younger
with this night sky that we're under and now

we're where the wild is
wide-eyed as a child is

nothing is wild in New York City
can't feel the wind in subway cars
streets and signs / things that shine
but you can't see the stars
no, you can't see the stars

can't see the stars

a song for the times we find ourselves in.

music&lyrics by morgan morse.
vocals, guitar, piano, hammered dulcimer, upright bass: morgan morse.

lyrics:

it’s funny how it happened / how easily we fell
how what we take for granted / is a quickly broken spell
how many of our castles / were built on top of sand
how can we stay connected / when I cannot touch your hand?

and I don’t have the answers / I’m just trying make it through
with all this information / it’s hard to know what’s true
so all that I can offer / all I know how to do
when we can’t hold each other / I’ll sing myself to you

I don’t know how we got here / but now it’s where we are
sometimes I get angry / but that only goes so far
and sometimes it’s so normal / sometimes it’s surreal
I’m not sure which way’s forward / I’m not sure how to feel

and it’s moment after moment / in a never-ending queue
every day’s a lifetime / and every night is too
I wish I had something better / but for now, it’ll have to do
when we can’t hold each other / I’ll sing myself to you

when we can't hold each other

heya! this is my cover of the theme for "The Adventure Zone: Amnesty" by Griffin McElroy. I also did a video of me playing it in cosplay as Indrid Cold AKA Mothman! https://youtu.be/w9Bd48LdH-o

acoustic guitars, electric guitars, mandolin, hammered dulcimer, fiddle, upright bass, cajon: Morgan Morse

amnesty theme (cover)

a musician/actor/writer/sentient lamp-post. here you'll find my various musical endeavors, some original songs, some instrumental things, some covers.
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