a song I wrote about Halloween

lyrics: 
I don't really like Halloween
it makes me want to kick and scream
when you come knocking 'round my house
dressed up like Mickey Mouse
I want to tell you that there's no candy here
kick you in your big fat rear
threaten to cut out your spleen
don't come around on Halloween
skip this house on Halloween
go fuck yourself on Halloween

all that candy makes me sick
and lollipops I hate to lick
they make noise 'til the sun does rise
and I sit here with bleary eyes
I need to rest, I want to sleep
and watch the spiders as they creep
these are words I really mean
don't come around next Halloween
skip this house next Halloween
go fuck yourself next Halloween

Anti-Halloween

I forgot about this song, so I decided to record it and throw something stupid together. Enjoy!

Heman

Another from the vaults.

Lyrics:

The angry bastard in his tank
With the water that really stank
Opened mouth with all of his might
Meaning that he wants to bite

The heating lamp with the broken bulb
In the winter he'd get really cold
The fishes heads he would tear off
While we would laugh and cough

He would swim away from me
Born and raised in captivity
Maybe he just wanted to be free
And now I know
I know

One day out by the tree
He would run so playfully
Turn my back to see him there
Vanished into everywhere

In the forest or under the ground
Never making much of a sound
Maybe now he's happy to be
Like a turtle ought to be

And there are times when I can see
A turtle-y face in front of me
And I am filled with ennui
And now I know
I know

No turtle ought to be caged
Cuz then they start to feel enraged
May the day come when we can see
Our turtle-y friends running free

Ode To A Turtle

Lyrics:
Grandpa died late last week
Fishing down by the old creek
Now he lies in a watery grave
All his children are trying to be brave
Grandpa's toolshed
Where all those words were left unsaid
Grandpa's toolbox
Filled with nails and rusted locks

Grandma cried until she slept
While his ghost around her crept
Life's too short for you to see
Exactly what you meant to me
Grandpa's toolshed
In disrepair now that he's dead
Grandpa's toolbox
Please open the door if he knocks

Many years have come and gone
Since his soul traveled on
I still hope that someday soon
I'll see him there under the moon
Grandpa's toolshed
Can't get his voice out of my head
Grandpa's toolbox
In his footsteps I want to walk

Grandfather's Toolbox

Lyrics:
Hiding in the trees
Waiting for the bees
I could say please
Or beg on my knees
They wait for me there
In my despair
But they can't repair
'Cuz life's not quite fair
Back in the trees
Swaying with the breeze
I've skinned both my knees
Come taste my disease

Bees, Trees, And Skinned Knees

Lyrics-
I woke up from a dream where I thought I was dead
I checked on all my children sleeping in their beds
I prayed to God that I could stay upon this climb
Now I know I'm living here still on borrowed time

Occasionally I've found my life might be too short
I'm stationed on a lifeboat about to leave this port
Made sure all of my children are living lives just fine
Providing for these others while on my borrowed time

I want you to remember me when I'm finally gone
I hope that I was able for you to carry on
The final days before me might not be too long
Can the time I borrowed allow you to stay strong

Thirty years later my time is almost up
Provided for my children drinking from this cup
Hopefully they don't know the secret on my mind
Happy I was able to live on borrowed time

Borrowed Time

Found

Gasoline Huffer

And all my friends are dying by acts of their own hands.
They're slipping through my fingers like tiny grains of sand.
I've been gone for far too long don't know when I'll be back
Is there a way for us to gain the comfort that we lack? 

We try to numb all of our pain and hide from all our fear
If only we could keep the love from those that we hold dear
I do my best to remain strong but it's become so hard
Everyone is broken down, bloody, bruised, and scarred

We've been stripped of purpose
Told our lives are worthless
If all life is is sorrow
Who wants to live tomorrow 

I'll hold your hand when you feel sad and kiss your pretty face
I'll do my best to keep you safe here in this harmful place
I know that love's the only way that we can all survive
We must care for each other so we can stay alive

We've been stripped of purpose
Told our lives are worthless
If all life is is sorrow
Who wants to live tomorrow

Purpose

Driving back to Kentucky
On the road today
Think about when I was lucky
Before we moved away
The city's empty, I can't remember
There's no words to say
Will I see you in September
I've missed you since last May

Up the stairs to our apartment
To see it one last time
Can you tell me where your heart went
What has happened to mine
Packing up all our belongings
Trying hard not to cry
Your soft touch is what I'm longing
I guess that this is goodbye


I don't know where I will go when I don't have you 
I don't know what I will do now that we are through


Driving back from Kentucky
On the road tonight
Will I ever again be lucky
Should I give up the fight

nikmik

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