The Stump

When every war is lost
And every hatred spent
Some folks will throw a ball
And some will boo
With nothing left to feel & do

Hep hep-hep!

Don't start assumin'
What makes us human

Huh huh-huh
Chet-chet
Hey-ey-ye pom

When I was a child
I did believe, I did believe
In Socrates
And all the Greeks who said that
We could all be good

I sat and smiled
As teachers taught we were the greatest
Fought the hardest
Just to win back
A tiny fraction of what used to be ours

It's understood
The meek & mild must toughen up
When something greater is at stake
A martyr acts
when lemmings leave

No wreaths for cowards!
It took the dying of a world to make it clear
A Holy War rings 
The gold in someone's purse

We did some bad things
But soandso did so much worse...

When every tribe is lost
And all the money spent
Some folks will drown in song
And some will jeer
With no-one left to kill in fear

Hep hep-hep!

Got caught presumin'
What makes us human

Huh huh-huh hek
Chet-chet
Hey-ey-ye pom

I'm still that child
But many reasons and excuses later
I just try to keep afloat without
Kicking my neighbor down

And failing bad
Do I blame the strings that have us tangled
When the strings were made by
Drowners like myself?

What if it's something we can't help?

What Makes Us Human?

Dance Floor Lover

inspired by old British sci fi. One for the road

Bakers Union

The 10th instalment of my STOMPERS series

STOMPERS:VOL10

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Day2 - Believe

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Løst Saint flips Ke$ha TiK ToK into a bass house weapon. Big vocal, modern low end, 130 BPM extended mix for DJs. Built for club sets, late nights, and festival style sing alongs. Hit follow, grab the download, and tag me if it works in your set.

Ke$ha - TiK ToK (Løst Saint Remix)

This one went actually not too bad because I deliberately kept it medium length

Lyrics:

Look out boys it's about to get wet
Just so you know
Minimalism is a scam by big small
To sell more less
But i just can't prove it yet

Philosophy's crime
Is it doesn't function quite as it should
But if you tell customer service
To escalate forty eight times
They eventually connect you
With the Form of the Good

The professor burbled in his dappered suit of green
This scribbled blob on the chalkboard has cardinality aleph-17

He had his schtick down to a tee
Programmers will not be replaced by probabilistic rambling machines.
That's just the probabilistic rambling of those who certainly will be.

The somber proceedings had a strong peppering of herewiths
And as if to forestall any calling of a witness 
He rattled on with considerable pith, saying:
Now I aint much at prestige tv revisionist antihero dark male business.
But RuPaul, now there's an hombre I can get along with.

In the midst of his midterm exam
My short term memory
Was missing a few things
And i prayed
Red Bull, give my answer wings

I knew this guy's teaching method
Had a fatal flaw
When the last question on there was
Did the spice girls ever get a zig a zig aah

My dubious study partner chided me in the hall
Everything you've ever wanted 
Is on the other side of fear
And that's why the only thing you ever needed
Was a swift kick in the rear

Haltingly my she got up from his perch
Just between me and you
It's a dark day
When the nanny state
Puts the kibosh 
On your villain origin
Halfway through
And ChatGPT bans you
For bioweapons research

The lion doesn't concern himself
With much anymore these days
It's beginning to concern the other lions
Who don't much like delays

I meant in no uncertain terms
To show I was unimpressed
You went in pursuit of the booty because
America is truly the land of the blessed
See here now i don't mean to get snooty
But engaging in your grifter side quest
Would be a fundamental dereliction of duty

As a member of TPOT
I might have a deficient spout
But my advice is
If someone is making Klein bottles
I suggest you send him
An angry email
Demanding that he let you out

If You're Not Retconned By Her, You Didn't Try Hard Enough

ZEMANDAN - The Nylonocere

Electric and nylon guitars twisted from a crooked spine, bleeding pure black metal into the dying heart of EDM. The Nylonocere is like nothing you've heard before. Disagree? Fight me for it

The NyloNocere

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Another Tuesday, another silent hand-off in the driveway. The air hangs heavy, a ghost of what we used to say. You look away, I clench my jaw, the words all left unsaid. But every glance is a sharp reminder of the stories in my head

[Chorus]
And the fault lines run so deep now, through the heart of everything. Children caught between the cracks, where the broken echoes sing. We built a life, a sacred space, now just wreckage and a fight. Who’s to blame for all the pain, living in this endless night?

[Verse 2]
I remember laughter, sunlit rooms, a different kind of truth. Now the legal letters pile, a sad testament to lost youth. We point our fingers, sharpen knives, each memory a new attack. And wonder if the damage done is something we can ever take back

[Chorus]
And the fault lines run so deep now, through the heart of everything. Children caught between the cracks, where the broken echoes sing. We built a life, a sacred space, now just wreckage and a fight. Who’s to blame for all the pain, living in this endless night?

[Bridge]
They watch us from the backseat, little eyes so full of fear. Wishing for a family that maybe wasn't quite so torn and clear. That love could mend what anger broke, that peace could find a way. But the chasm keeps on widening, with every passing day

[Chorus]
And the fault lines run so deep now, through the heart of everything. Children caught between the cracks, where the broken echoes sing. We built a life, a sacred space, now just wreckage and a fight. Who’s to blame for all the pain, living in this endless night?

[Outro]
Who's to blame? (Who's to blame?) Just the silence and the shame (and the shame) The fault lines in our home... (fading out) Forever etched in stone.
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Track: The Fault Lines in Our Home
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

The Fault Lines in Our Home

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