very nice peter, love everything about this track.

Another modern poetic work. Love the cool synth, bass melodies mixed in with poetry. Good Job!!

Kind of funky, punchy groove and your trademark vocals, excellent!

Might I am not doing an exact analyzing as others.

Slums

I was only dreaming
My smile had just begun
Gazing out at everything
Amazed by bubble-gum.

I was only dreaming
I was not that long past ten
Left the cult for other things
Became a better man.

I was only dreaming
Life was good to me
Entered every doorway
The ones that I could see.

I was only dreaming
I was fit and very young
Swinging out across the rafters
Brought the whole house down.

I was only dreaming
The years becoming mean
With sorrow and joy
And much else inbetween.

I was only dreaming
Lost in a dark mirage
The movie spooled for many hours
A madman was in charge.

The parade went on and on
The tanks and all those men
Marching past the podium
I was the best of them.

I was only dreaming
The bad days went away
Sorrow folded up its tent
The sun came out to play.

I was only dreaming
The times were really swell
The work of life was flourishing
The dance going so well.

And in all my dreaming
The road still lay ahead
Sailing off into the night
And rumbling up the stairs.

Dreaming R5

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Performed & Mixed by @the-dj-real Australia 2024
Inspired by "Slavic Soul" written by Fuse. Get a copy at ghostsmachine.bigcartel.com remixed beats from luke peters and doz with scratch & rap by the-dj-real

LYRICS

A trip on Robert 
that's my  Bike. 
Holds my backpack and me
My camera charged to snap graffiti.

On the Balkan rail tracks
Like a ninja
snapping pics
back to back

I endured, my rights of passage
Got hustled by gypsies, vagabonds
Selling candlesticks,
"Please?"

"Okay!"
The crooked smiles 
on their faces tell a thousand stories
Possession rights?
Poorly

Turn up at the designated meeting spot.
Put out the kick stand on Robert 
its three o clock
My local contact shows,
after some graffiti banter,
These trains will become aerosol art, (you) "black book bencher"
Dope!

But he had to hurry, I said what, "what do you do
When you don't chose colours for this situation in this concrete zoo?".
He replied, 
"I'm the director of an accounting firm", 
I rubbed my hand on my forehead, listened up and learned.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 2]
I left my Slavic friend, 
Heaven's spot, what a sight
Packed up my cannon cans 
Our burners back to back they were tight.

Took the track through town
For bakery Börek discounts
Grab some extra for the Bosnian 
track workers around

Last trip to the workers hut 
Down at the rail yard,  time long forgot.
Extended arm with a sledge hammer 
For 40 years of living tough.

Hey Aussie Boi, you try to beat Jasmin 
in an arm wrestle? 
I didn't dare say, ain't that a women's name, 
while he poured the kettle.

He went about 
to make Turkish coffee for me , 
twice boiled water in a rusty pot 
hummed a tune, cigarette in his teeth

Then he told me 
that his house is built on unlicensed land, 
But at the time of the build,
it was different.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 3]
As the sun set and I left, leaving steel factories, 
smoke stacks and hard demeanour men.
There native words met with my blank look, 
as my foreign presence was misunderstood

It's their town, and their way, 
I brought colour and reason
The battles with justice, 
is their battle for freedom
Wise from the terms 
that saw hardship ensue
But blessed 
with the son of Fuse.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

Slavic Soul

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
https://soundcloud.com/woods_studio
Artis: https://soundcloud.com/spukschreibmaschine

All You People Are Dead To Me - SpukSchreibMaschine

--Lyric's--
---------------------------------
*Intro*
---------------------------------
That nigga bugging 

I barely could notice 

I put in the work 

I'm devoted

That nigga bugging 

I barely could notice 

I put in the work 

I'm devoted 

That nigga mad cause I'm really the one

I'm talking to him like a bum!!!

---------------------------------
*Chorus*
---------------------------------
Ok like 

He killing my  *High*

He been talking 

But I been outside 

I got a blunt 

Don't be killing my high 

On God

I feel like the most  *High*

He don't like it

Then tell him to die

I put in work 

I put talking aside

Put me in a song

He gotta be *High*

He a bum

I'm stealing his wife

She on my body

Cause I got the ice 

Put two in the sky

Now I'm so *High*



---------------------------------
*Verse*
---------------------------------

I got whatever you like 

Put a call in my device 

I got whatever you like 

Put a call in my device 

(Yo)

I been in position forever 

I put in work 

I got better and better 

I had to put two and two together 

Put that on my dead

I won't let up

That nigga bugging 

I barely could notice 

I put in the work 

I'm devoted 

That nigga bugging 

I barely could notice 

I put in the work 

I'm devoted 

That nigga mad cause I'm really the one

I'm talking to him like a bum!!!

---------------------------------
*Chorus*
---------------------------------
Ok like 

He killing my  *High*

He been talking 

But I been outside 

I got a blunt 

Don't be killing my high 

On God

I feel like the most  *High*

He don't like it

Then tell him to die

I put in work 

I put talking aside

Put me in a song

He gotta be *High*

He a bum

I'm stealing his wife

She on my body

Cause I got the ice 

Put two in the sky

Now I'm so *High*

Chapter IIIIIII: [High]

Chapter VII: High

A ballad for all the moms.  We love you mom.

i love you mom

(Cosmic-Dead inside- Prod Voyce Beats)

Made in Berlin with love by Heiko Trenkle ₍^. .^₎⟆

We Never Know (Out Ember Mix)

The track is basically the same as the original but with edits of sound effects over the stronger words.For real though, the track was mostly clean anyway.

Imma C-mp3-instr.

Ball Till I Fall (Clean Version) Bonus Track - DJ Kron (P.A.S.H.A.)

Six new songs from Biggs Dixxon.

Piano and vocals: Biggs Dixxon
Production: Tom Berry @37741600

Ask Your Buddy Jesus

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

Dreaming R5

Peter Grimbeek

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