volume 1 finished songs

On my my phone today,
There were giants who used to live,
Building road's and pyramids,

We were alien astronauts,
Plastic water control's our thoughts,

On my my phone today,
Lightsabers on Mars,
Left from the wars of the star's,

Whistling heard on the moon, 
Maybe a workman maybe two. ©



on my phone today ©

(lyrics) When you look into their eyes,
Are they plotting our demise,
Appearing from out of nowhere,
Empty corners hold their stares,

Gone for hours where do they go,
To report on this real life show,
Never listen but they understand,
Wonder what's their plan,

Our feline, feline friends,
How the ancients worshipped them,
Never fetch and only observe,
Are they spies from another world. © 


spies from another world ©

(lyrics) when you give into fear,
push away what's near,
say your really happy,
are you actually,

when you stop and think,
it'll come down to this,
share the life you live,
give what you got to give,

think what you like,
no love is no life. ©

no love is no life ©

(lyrics) Took our skies when they weren't for sale,
Using their chem trail's, 
Is it poison that makes us pliant,
Serving all those Rothschild giants,

Look right up you're being sprayed,
Look back down you're being played,
Can you taste it can you smell it,
What's being sprayed on our planet,

All the ocean's and the trees,
Forever give us what we need,
Those white lines in the sky,
Will they harm us till we die. © 

white lines in the sky ©

Shape shifting fear monger's,
Have the anunnaki taken over,
Feeding our blue downers,
Illuminati out of towners,

Free speech taken away,
Leaves a mouth a bitter taste,
New world order fascist state,
Time to wake up save the day,

Holograms sent from the moon,
Happily whistles our tunes,
Drinking blood slave pens, 
Sharing space with wavelengths,

David Icke was he right. ©

(lyrics) Sun it came in the dead of night,
Open your soul open your mind,
On this ride we call life,
Darkness sticks to the sides, 

These word's only mine,
Only to fade over time,
No-one knows everything,
No-ones got special wings,

Somewhere that we can start,
A way we can play our part,
How we can take our shot,

Don't let hate win your heart. ©

singer-songwriter (more songwriter).

writing songs for my own amusement in this audio notebook.

one man, music and a tape recorder.

All copyrights to M.R.J.C.

NO ONLINE PHOTOS OF ME AT ALL!!! 

(no association with any other artists at all, just random names and photo's have been tagged to me on Google).

holograms sent from the moon ©

Raj Acermets