I got no bodies in my basement
I haven't got me any cold dead bodies to hold
I cry into their shoulders
That is, if I had any bodies in my basement
I got no bodies in my basement
So please don't look or go down the stairs, I beg
DON'T YOU DARE THINK OF IT
I got no bodies in my basement
So please don't check or I'll have you in chains

I got no

Named it cause it sounds like 15-step, almost, but also because it sounds like thinking music -- there are sixteen pieces on your side of the chess board, and chess is a thinky game. So, uh... yeah.

Sixteen Pieces

the bassline is just my face hole and the drums are a recording of me slapping my electric kit from 2007 (the kit is from 2007; my spine still works mostly) uwu <3

gavin beat

wrote some lines, recorded some hold music at work, and here we have this garbage mess. enjoy if you like that kind of thing.

Lyrics:
he came into the room smelling like some cheap deo
preaching out his gospel like he was beating on a remo
evans almighty slips on a wry coat and sips elixir
brand name represent it makes a pretty pitcher

thumping on the skin emblazoned with some gold letters
crossed out names and all the gents in pretty dresses
hold em up so i can see, just keep them there
i gotta take a rain check, back three days later

good lordy, three days became 40
ounces pounds of flesh i ate too much, i'm getting portly
sacrificial lamb takes the blame for all my skellys
in the closet hiding from the top g who breaded me

i dont think that's fair
to compare a little birdy to the energy with flair
and dont you tell me he aint fruity
cause he got mad when a python went out and tricked a hoochie

pain shooting through me, i did a big dookie
its all my fault cause my mama went and smoked some doobie
it's groovy, i got the funky fresh foodies
funny comic heroes and jazz music in my goolies

slap bass silly goofy king of nothing
give me credit, cause all my peers do still daven
in the sky wrath of man beams of light coming down
that's what they say but they say it with a frown

easy margie dont end up like your son bartie
choking on saliva and getting killed by your body
acting naughty like a kiddy did the porky
steal a cookie, and you getting off 'scortus-fee

let me not forget where i come from
rolling hills with tyre smoke blowing over em
i'd have an idea but they turned it off too
i need a drink but the water's all run through

whitey fears the redbone menace
jumpsuited revolution, lose all the picket fences
none present but i guess that means its working
they proud though with their dicks in hand and they're all jerking

i got bored of waiting

I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN 
[unintelligible screaming]

I think I lost something in translation
Cause when I heard my friends all groaning
They seemed to like the jokes I made
But maybe their frustration
Wasn’t really make-pretend
I mean I did ask them
And they said it was fine but they rolled their eyes
Just kinda a little
And I felt like I died a bit inside

Now I’ve gone and done it
I’ve pulled the tablecloth right off
And I can’t say some spell or magic
So here it comes, all the rest that’s on top

I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN
[unintelligible screaming]

Maybe I’m going crazy
Although it’s mild for what I think being crazy’s like
Is there a scale for it or something
Cause maybe it’s small; something relative-like
So maybe I’m just annoying
No, those thoughts, I’ll destroy them
And I think that it’s fine but the back of my mind
Cringed just a little
And I felt like I died a bit inside

Now I’ve gone and done it
I’ve pulled the tablecloth right off
And I can’t say some spell or magic
So here it comes, all the rest that’s on top

And it does crash and it hurts
And I lie in the dirt
And my tears they are burning
Out creeks in my eyes

And I crash and it hurts
And I lie in the dirt
And my tears they are burning
Out creeks in my eyes

And I feel like I died
Just a little inside

Cocaine liver
Eat my spine
I've got more problems than women with wine
I broke my back in 2009
But I promise you, that shit was divine
They are inside your home
They are inside your home
THEY ARE INSIDE YOUR HOME
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING 
[panicked breathing]
THEY'RE THERE INSIDE YOUR BLOODY HOME MAN, BEC-- UH, THEY
THEY'RE GROWING LIMBS
I FOKKEN SEEN ONE WITH,TH FOKKEN FOUR HEADS
GET OUT OF THERE MAN
GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW
GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW
[a wooden bump, things jostling]
GET OUT! GET OUT!

(bonus) I RAN OVER A KID WITH MY VAN

I am a slave to the juices in my head
open my eyes and the day is down and dead
I say the same shit time and time again
because without the struggle
I feel like I'm nothing

12. Slump

I DONT UNDERSTAND MANY THINGS
AND ITS OKAY
CAUSE MANY THINGS DONT MAKE SENSE
SHOOT AND KILL THE MAILMAN
I’LL EXPLAIN
THE LETTER I WAS WRITING NEEDS INK
WHY SAY THINGS I MEAN
WHEN IT COULD BE
ALL THE THINGS THAT I PULL FROM MY ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE
TOOTH AND NAIL CANT PAY
THE TOLL
IT WAS A GRUDGE MATCH, EVERYONE HAS GONE HOME
I CANT TELL MY LEFT FROM RIGHT
ITS LIKE A BIKE
CAUSE I SHIT IN THE SEAT WHEN I RIDE IT
TIME AND SPACE DONT COUNT
ITS NOT REAL
AND ANYONE WHO SAYS NO’S FUCKIN LYING

FUCKY SHIT ITS DICKY SLICK
RINKY DINK SHIT LILLY BIT OF TITTY SLIP
EAT THIS
FITTY QUID SAYS THIS FINGY ON THE TRIG
BOUTTA MAKE THE HOLE WITH THE TEETH IN YOUR FACE BIG

TIME FLOWS LIKE THE BULLET IN A SINE
WAVE BYE TO THE GUYS
FIVE NINE ON THE LINE
POINT NINE ON YOUR MIND

YOU’VE GOT SECONDS
GREEDY TAKE THE PLATE AND CRUNCH IT DOWN BUT I’M NOT FINISHED

TEQUILA LIME, CHASE IT DOWN WITH A SMILE
LAST WORDS BEFORE ITS TICKETS, PUT THE DIMES ON YOUR EYES YUH

DRAW STICKS
SHORTEST GOTTA GET KICKED
SHIT, YOU ARE UNDER SIX
MAKE IT TWELVE WITH THE CLIP

11. A Hand Mixer Through The Skull

I just shit the bed
Everybody wants to get inside my head
I think they should be dead
But I dont know, im kinda fucked

I know I need meds
I can hear them
It’s the men
Round the bend
At the end
They wanna put some lead
In my head

I wish I was dead
I just wanna get out of my head
I know I shouldn’t be in bed
But do think I’m kinda fucked

I’ve been taking my meds
I can’t hear them
All of my friends
Mind distend
I’m round the bend
The pipes are clogged
Electric chair

just last evening
i awoke unbreathing
from dreams unpeeling
my general thoughts

paint had melted
gloss lost sheen
almost felt it
but not quite.

matter buzzed
thoughts conscrambled
lost
in existence’s preamble

I took a moment,
for clarity

I pulled a breath,
for stillness

I find the paths are overgrown revisiting our place
I went and climbed the mountain though, to see it anyway
I think I knew, so far back then, that I’d come back today
And see that all the places that we’d known had all decayed
Memory is but a wisp of times that they reflect
It’s memory that makes us treat the time spent with respect
Though younger folk do treat the time as if it shall improve
It seems to go downhill from here, so downhill it shall move
Not that my time is over but, I’m just starting to see
The holes that I will fall in due to cursèd memory
I will still love as I have done, that’s what I’ll leave behind
Cause memory’s a sharing thing, so it’s not purely mine

I just shit the bed
Everybody wants to get inside my head
I think they should be dead
But I dont know, im kinda fucked

I know I need meds
I can hear them
It’s the men
Round the bend
At the end
They wanna put some lead
In my head

I wish I was dead
I just wanna get out of my head
I know I shouldn’t be in bed
But do think I’m kinda fucked

I’ve been taking my meds
I can’t hear them
All of my friends
Mind distend
I’m round the bend
The pipes are clogged
Electric chair

Nothing ever made sense to me and I know it, yeah
That whatever I say sounds like a made up story
I promise that I never made this up for clout
Im doing all of this just for my own damn mental health
And if you see me oh the street I hope you pass me by
I don’t wanna talk but I hope that you're fine

10. The Bed

it is a lovely day out here today, ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in between and without. today we're going to be playing the top hits for your commute to your office jobs, and for the rest of the day too. let's go!

every day is the same
living in this cycle is pain
nothing new, each line a refrain
coda to come back to again
every night, every day
soul-crushing life, living in vain
question none, do work and get paid
pay bills and waste our lives away

hi! I'm [nate]
I work a job I hate
but I never complain
or even show up late
I got bills to pay, yknow?
just the same as every other motherfucker
who does something or another
to get by
I know I
got a dog at home
one thing of mine
the job doesn't fine
although why they gotta know
what I do at home
or on my phone
or when I'm alone
is a little strange to me
but they can see what I like
so I can buy prescribed items
I like my
company tech and the like
so I'll bear til I die
they'll be reading my rites
by my grave for 2.99 a pop
so I won't stop til my job is done
never is though
I'll still get to have fun
(on company time bro?)
oh, well then, no

ooh, yeah, every day is the same
every day is the same
I wake up, go to work, then go home and sleep
I do this every day for my whole life like I'm a machine,
wait, I thought I was a human...
I'm human, right?

every day is the same
living in this cycle is pain
nothing new, each line a refrain
coda to come back to again
every night and every day
soul-crushing life, living in vain
question none, do work and get paid
pay bills and waste our lives away

is there anything to me?
will I ever be free?
is there anything to me?
whatever will become of me?
is there anything to me?
I'm a cog in the machine
is there anything to me?
if I die, they'll just replace me

fuck.

every day is the same
living in this cycle is pain
nothing new, each line a refrain
coda to come back to again
every night and every day
soul-crushing life, living in vain
question none, do work and get paid
pay bills and waste our lives away

that was "Every Day Is The Same" by OIL. next up, "Every Day Is The Same" by OIL. keep listening to the company radio to keep up your spirits, but to never incite an actual rebellion. or else!

righto.

can we cut to ad break now?

9. Every Day The Same

welcome to da preview --  enjyoy yruoe stay <3

8. 4

(Whispered, repeated) The nights will never be the same

Wake into the dream
Where the works of man are dust
I can feel the heat
The sunbeams caked in rust

I cannot be afraid
There’s nothing left to fear
I know that I am alone
I know that I am not

I’d say I am wondering
About the world
But when it all looks the same
Is the mind the only place left to wander?

When the story is all said and done and over with will I say I have done well
Is it all in my head when I say to the air that I recall the memories to tell
Am I me when I say that I am here and if not who is doing the speaking
If I’m the only one in control why can’t I tell what the hell I am thinking

Is the fog in my eyes inside or outside
Why can’t I tell myself when I do something just the reason why
Can it be that I am fine and the lights have all gone out
Is it okay to say that I am fine and lie to myself

Is it really the truth
When I say I’m a liar
I can scream all I want
But here’s no ears on the fire
There’s no air out in space
There’s no space here to breathe
I would say that I’m scared
But there’s no fear left in me

I would know if I’m dead
That’s a trick of the trade
It’s just a rock in my head
It didn’t go all the way
My thoughts are all in one piece
I just can’t make sense of them
I just need one moment please
I just need right until then

If this were the end of the world, why is everyone still here?
Is the whimper the real ending instead of the spectacle we were promised?
Did we dare let ourselves down even at the end of the road?
If so, why did we bother?
I guess it was fun while we were here, we got to want to die
And pretend to live outside our means until we couldn’t anymore
And let it swallow us like we were the children we wouldn’t have,
That lover’s spiral into the end, a meander in place of a sudden drop
The g-force was so gentle it was like we never left the ground at all
We just dug beneath us till the soil got far too heavy to hold itself,
and filled itself in.

Wake into the dream
Where the works of man are dust
I can feel the heat
The sunbeams caked in rust

I cannot be afraid
There’s nothing left to fear
I know that I am alone
I know that I am not
(repeat until end)

7. Unplaced

I gotta get out of here
I think I wanna go home
but I don't wanna be weird
and be the first one to go
I wanna disappear
up and leave in a puff of smoke
bellyaches and pits of fear
I'm sinking fast while the stones float
and besides I live here
and I paid for food and now I'm broke

I force another drink down at the party
I got a bone stuck down in my throat
and all the people around me are talking
I don't know how without them choking on the smoke
the world around me's on fire and nobody seems to care
to one's own they protect, I guess
suppose that what's fair is fair
so I join in on that cloudy air
lesson learned, gotta make do with whatever is there, yeah

breathe in and hold; eat
thoughts and watch them melt away
it's nice sometimes to forget what I was to say
sleeping in the smoke I said I did hate
all the world is at my feet and it's gonna break
I am taken from now
and I'm thrown out of place
as if I wasn't real
and my life was in vain
like the things that I feel are something other than pain
I refrain
from thinking about that again, yeah

I can't talk to people cause they all scare me
to me it ain't just a damn walk in the park
so I'll be running this tank high on empty
and then go and cry in my car when it's dark
be blaring music in the night
cover tears for fears so electric that they light up the spark
the fog clears
the road is brighter than it has ever been
the time is now, so go out, and get em kid
just get em kid

I gotta get out of here
gotta get out of here
think I wanna go home
but I don't wanna be weird

I gotta get out of here
gotta get out of here
think I wanna go home
but I don't wanna be weird

6. Something My Sister Would Like

it's the end of an era
sonny boy's moving up in the world
the sky could never be clearer
he's making up his mind about where to go
all the fears are now nearer
little guy knows the world's not his friend
a tremor sounds in his ears and
his mind now knows where the whole river flows

he can't shake off this feeling
sonny boy knows that something's afoot
he can't decipher its meaning
but it'll happen if it's bad or it's good
cycle hurt and the healing
sonny boy rides the wave as it moves
gotta see to believe it
the only way out is to go straight on through

it's the end of an era
all the fears are now nearer
he can't shake off this feeling
cycle hurt and the healing

2. sonnyboy

You are here on the map
This is a drawing of a fish

I lost my sense of direction
I told the folks back home I’d be back before it’s dark
And now it’s twenty past seven
In the morning we had wandered all night
I got chipped about a week ago
I hope they find me ‘fore I fall back down again
They’d better not miss the road
The one where all the signs point to dead ends

Keep me inside the daydream
I’m not ready to go home just yet
I’ll be hiding in the bushes by the stream
If you can’t see me I don’t exist, yeah
Look around there’s a world we don’t know yet
It’s a terrifying concept but I know we’ll be fine
Took the way down through the treeline
The light shining through the branches almost made me cry

Dude… Are you okay?
I am melting. Everything feels like the sun was born. In a bad way.
Oh…. Uh… Is there anything I can get you?
I’d like to sleep. Please punch me hard enough to knock me out.

It’s a dream to see the normalcy return again, even though
It’s hard enough as it is to pretend we aren’t ghosts
In this world where action is intangibly concrete
Then this being of ours feels completely incomplete
The grind of our selves into meat
The endless cycle of drinking the beans and then sleep
This chrysalis will melt us down to soup incountably
This igneous time is far from temporary
It’s daily
And I don’t mean to preach cause this means something to me
I might continue as a dream until I’m ready
Can you see what I mean

Keep me inside the daydream
I’m not ready to go home just yet
I’ll be hiding in the bushes by the stream
If you can’t see me I don’t exist, yeah
Look around there’s a world we don’t know yet
It’s a terrifying concept but I know we’ll be fine
Took the way down through the treeline
The light shining through the branches almost made me cry
Keep me inside the daydream
I’m not ready to go home just yet
I’ll be hiding in the bushes by the stream
If you can’t see me I don’t exist, yeah
Look around there’s a world we don’t know yet
It’s a terrifying concept but I know we’ll be fine
Took the way down through the treeline
The light shining through the branches almost made me cry

FIVE MORE TIMES IN MY MIND I GOTTA FIGHT
LIKE I’M ABOUT TO LOSE MY LIFE
I PROMISE, I PROMISE
I WON’T LEAVE TONIGHT, I GOTTA FIND
THE RIGHT SWITCH TO MAKE ME FEEL ALRIGHT
I GOT IT, I GOT IT

FIVE MORE TIMES IN MY MIND I GOTTA FIGHT
LIKE I’M ABOUT TO LOSE MY LIFE
I PROMISE, I PROMISE
I WON’T LEAVE TONIGHT, I GOTTA FIND
THE RIGHT SWITCH TO MAKE ME FEEL ALRIGHT
I GOT IT, I GOT IT

1. Pivot Lounge

i got an emu proteus 2000 so i ran the default riff on it and riffed on the riff for maximum riffage 

proteoception

i added more to the first instance of this guyye

Something Grungy?

[GRIP AND TWIST LIKE A BOTTLE TOP
BLOOD IS GUSHING AND RUNNING HOT
GO AND TAKE A COLD SHOWER TO FREEZE THE SHOCK
BODY LOCK, HINGE THE NOGGIN
TAKING SOME OFF THE TOP
LOPPED THE SLOP, YOU DID A SHODDY JOB
ARE YOU A COP?
RAISE MY HANDS TIL THE BULLET DROPS
A HUNDRED TWENTY METER CLOCKED
WAITING FOR THE TICK SO LONG YOU MISSED THE TOCK
RING THE BELL, THE VIBES ALONE WILL TURN YOU INTO GLOP
MOP THE FLOPPED CAUSE THEY GOT DROPS
ROBBED OUT THE FLOCK]

none, yet ;)

Piece Seventeen

yeahyeahinst (wip)

Gumjeeee

look in the direction of my voice and see that i’m not there
i’m pulling strings and i’m making moves, call me puppetmaster on top your girl’s hair
like i aint remy, but i make spaghetti, and your girl loves every single one of my eclairs
cause i take care in the cream filling, just to not leave this up in the air

it’s a lazy weekend at the edge of the planet,
the disc spins myriad times
the temperature climbs
i’m dressed to the nines
bottom of the ninth and i’m drippin
grippin on my wood good
could should i
leave this open like i think of your(e) fly
just why — cause you know it’s the time
for you to shake your behind

leave me out like the last one you pick
your nose bleeds cause i got all of this drip
steezus christ stigmata outta the blick
stealing rice? yeah man you think that you’re slick
bitch,
forget that you said it
dream about the times that she said that you’d get it
and i read it
the votes don’t lie
coping so hard that i could nose slide
the blow ride
the joe bide
the no mind
the low bind
i know why
you aint find
any of them bitches
see above lyric and hope that you read it
or to metagame is more in your spirit
dork shit, like i’d find that endearing
if it wasn’t your face on the game that you spearing
if she knew of your deeds man she’d be livid

Brainfog

last guy; something to end it off unless i give myself some more time

sunday Sunday

I make songs and sounds. I've got a ton of other Soundcloud accounts, but this one represents the move from mobile to PC. Heehoo.

This account contains tracks i made from 2022-2024.

Soundcloud 1: https://soundcloud.com/somethingcooliguess
Soundcloud 2: https://soundcloud.com/oil-official
Soundcloud 3: https://soundcloud.com/oiley-o
Soundcloud 5: https://soundcloud.com/oiyull

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