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RAVEN JAK TOP SEARCHED PLAYLIST

ALL OF RAVEN JAK / JAK RAVEN ORIGINAL ARTWORK IN MUSIC, POETRY, VISUAL ART, SONGWRITING, COLLABORATIONS, LIVE PERFORMANCES, SYNCING, THEATRE, CONCEPTS, INSTRUMENTALS, MUSIC THERAPY AND ABSTRACT SPANNING FROM 2000 A.D. TO PRESENT DAY.
ALL OF THE ‘RAVEN JAK PLAYLIST’ IS DESIGNED, DIRECTED, PRODUCED, WRITTEN, COMPOSED, PERFORMED, COMPRISED BY JACK TIMOTHY OAKE RANDELL (RANDALL / RAVEN), AND HIS MUSIC BUSINESS ASSOCIATION THROUGH THE YEARS 2002 - 2024 A.D.

RAVEN JAK PLAYLIST

RAVEN JAK - COMICALLY COMEDIC COMEDY

RAVEN JAK - ANTI-WAR, PRO-PEACE

music and lyrics composed and written by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
Produced and engineered by Raven Jak 
Instrumentation performed by Raven Jak

sit down let it go, 
challenges come and go
see a star sing alone
where you're sitting
call it 'home'
grief sucks suck it up
pour a clean breath into the vein
donate, find Zen
Think i'll stay in my own lane

better chance there, to get to where the smiles are the same
slow done, slow done - eyeah eyeah hee

give again vehement
wish all good traveling will
town frown upon a man 
misunderstood for 'the skill'
tell them out cold
warm up another roaming soul
take a step back and from the open road 
see how we role

don't worry we don't bite - lets talk about you for a while
slow down  - ooh

clear the mind with the water
breathe in cold air like the thinners
just let them views go over themselves, the hills
and gather around together

clear the mind with the water
breathe in cold air like the thinners
just let those views go over themselves, the hills
and gather around together

(solo)

red truck yellow truck
redneck run amuck 
lock stock tomahawk
everything rhymes with Doc
dumb n' dumber ain't funny
credit check for money 
tinsel town out of bounds
blame it on my clowns

don't worry we don't bite - lets talk about you for a while
slow down, slow down

clear the mind with the water
breathe in cold air like the thinners
just let those views go over themselves, the hills
and gather around together

clear the mind with the water
breathe in cold air like the thinners
just let those views go over themselves, the hills
and gather around together

this song is copyright control 2023
all rights reserved 2005 -* c

Hit Town - 02:10:2023, 04.21

Recorded by Adam Snellgrove
Performed by Jack Randell
written and composed by Jack Randell 2009

Will Power

Lyric and Chords written and composed by Adrian Hodges
Produced/Recorded by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
Rhythm Guitar, Vocals - Raven Jak
Percussion - Raven Jak, Raman Grant
Bass - Raman Grant
Lead Guitar - Raman Grant


I'm gonna make a song everybody can make fun of

that's a song I'm gonna make


all rights reserved 2023
this song is copyright control 2000 c

Song To Make Fun Of - 24:10:2023, 00.33

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
Produced by Raven Jak
Instrumentation / Vocal performed by Raven Jak

where were you? when i needed you?
right here next to me, living in a winning dream
where were you? when i wanted you?
standing by my side, showing no divide

we gave each other butterflies sitting in the sun
summer setting on a hill side made think how we begun
full of shade and warming rays - picture perfect for the day
on a journey where we flow our separate way-heeyayheeyaheeya
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)

how could you? be another mystic in the wood
telling me the trees have understood
holding up a freedom that i should

how were you? riding on life holding up a good grin
a grin that is holding my heart within
you could say that it's a win

we gave each other butterflies sitting in the sun
summer setting on a hill side made think how we begun
full of shade and warming rays - picture perfect for the day
on a journey where we flow our separate way-heeyayheeyaheeya
i'll see you there? 

softly smooth, the advantage of a good amount of love
nothing beats it
this spent youth, that amounted to a sound that only few could love
can you hear it? can you hear it? can you hear it? can you hear it?
can you hear it? can you hear it? can you hear it? can you hear it?

we gave each other butterflies sitting in the sun
summer setting on a hill side made think how we begun
full of shade and warming rays - picture perfect for the day
on a journey where we flow our separate way

we gave each other butterflies sitting in the sun
summer setting on a hill side made think how we begun
full of shade and warming rays - picture perfect for the day
on a journey where we flow our separate 

we gave each other butterflies sitting in the sun
summer setting on a hill side made think how we begun
full of shade and warming rays - picture perfect for the day
on a journey where we flow our separate way-heeyayheeyaheeya
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)
i'll see you there? (flo di-oor oh di-oh)

this song is copyright control 2023
all rights reserved 2009 c

See You There / Butterflies - 23:10:2023, 16.36

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell
Produced/recorded by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
instrumentation including voice performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

You don't know me but i know you
No! you don't see but i see you
Now you tell me that i know you
Now you don't see 'cause i see you

next of kin had better than her
in keen eye mojo what's his name?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so sane.

next of kin had better than her
keen eye mojo what's so lame?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so lame

haven't you heard the word
she cried he smiled
i tried too hard for her
hope i have heard the word
she's alright i'll smile then cry upon her shoulder

next of kin had better than her
in keen eye mojo what's his name?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so sane

next of kin had better than her
keen eye mojo what's her name? 
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm MEAN EYE KOJO!!! IT'S SO LAME!!!!!!!!

(solo)

next of kin had better than her
in keen eye mojo what's his name?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so sane

next of kin had better than her
keen eye mojo what's her name?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so lame

haven't you heard the word
she cried he smiled
i tried too hard for her
hope i have heard the word
she's alright i'll smile then cry upon her shoulder

You don't know me but i know you
No! you don't see but i see you
Now you tell me that i know you
Now you don't see 'cause i see you

next of kin had better than her
in keen eye mojo what's his name?
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm mean eye kojo it's so sane

next of kin had better than her
keen eye mojo what's her name? 
mix of Jim is better than her
I'm MEAN EYE KOJO!!! IT'S SO LAME!!!!!!!!

this song is copyright(ed) control(led) 2023
all rights reserved 2003 c

Keen Eye Mojo - 27:10:2023, 22.24

music composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
lyrics written by Raving Phoebe Allan, Raven Jak Randell
produced and engineered by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
Instrumentation performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

tiny pavin', tiny haven, tiny behavin', tiny stavin'
tiny Dave-in, tiny savin', tiny cavin', tiny slavin'
tiny bravin', tiny CRAVIN', tiny flavins, tiny grave-in
tiny savin', tiny gave in, tiny regretamine,
tiny raven, tiny ravin', tiny raven, tiny ravin'

i am glad we managed to channel and slow the wild stampede of horses
you should've seen them hurtling toward the edge of that high gorge
I'm glad we managed to channel and slow the wild stampede of horses hurtling towards the edge of a very high gorge
saving many lives, very high gorge, every time
every time, saving many lives, every time, very high gorge

tiny tracks, tiny macs, tiny hacks, tiny backs
tiny snacks, tiny knacks, tiny clacks, tiny plaques
tiny tracks, tiny flacks, tiny racks
tiny syntax, tiny SEMTEX
tiny tax, tiny lacks
tiny jacks. tiny jacks. tiny jacks. tiny jacks. tiny jacks..? tiny jaaaacks?

i am glad we managed to channel and slow the wild stampede of horses
hurtling towards the edge of that very high gorge
saving many lives, every time

i am glad we managed to channel and slow the wild stampede of horses
hurtling towards the edge of that very high gorge
saving many lives, every time
saving many lives, every time
saving many lives

i am glad we managed to channel and slow the wild stampede of horses
hurtling towards the edge of that very high cliff!
(very deep gorge)
"straight over the edge."
all of 'em.....probably didn't even see it coming.

very high gorge, saving lives, every time
saving lives, every, time
saving lives, every time 
saving lives, every time
saving lives, every time
saving lives, every time
every time, saving lives
every time
very high gorge
saving lives every time

this song is copyright controlled 2023
all rights reserved 2023 c

Jack's & Phoebe's Tiny Plan - 29:10:2023, 17.14

lyric and music written and composed by Jack Randell
Instrumentation performed and recorded by Jack Randell
Engineered and Produced by Jack Randell

this song is conpyright control 2005 - 2023 c
all rights reserved 2023 c

Lie Kit (Original 'Like It' lyrics from College days)- 30:12:2023, 15.21

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
instrumentation performed and recorded by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
published 1st by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

swingin' in the breeze n' laughing at the trees
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
it seems she's dancin' with the leaves
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
look to the books for a good start
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
dry your eyes and turn out the dark
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY

Gypsy Rose drink this Tea
If she tells the leaves to see
twisted wooden Willow chime
bend her arrr and break the sign
Hectic leisures send their Love
Clogged up wings my darling Dove
twisted wooden Willow tree
Bend her arms and set her free
Bend her arms and set her free
Bend her arms set her free
Bend her arrr set her free

swingin' in the breeze n' laughing at the trees
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
it seems she's dancin' with the leaves
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
look to the books for a good start
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY
dry your eyes and turn out the dark
ALONG COMES HOMME AND THROWS IT ALL AWAY

Gypsy Rose drink this Tea
If she tells the leaves to see
twisted wooden Willow time
bend her arrr and break the sign
Hectic leisures send their Love
Clogged up wings my darling Dove
twisted wooden Willow tree
Bend her farms and set her free
set her free
set her free

Gypsy Rose, drink this Tea.

this song is copyright control 2005 - 2023 c
all rights reserved 2005-2023 c

Homme - 30:12:2023, 17.05

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
instrumentation performed and recorded by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)


perfect curves comes with age 
intended love is the rage
bun ditz are you so insane
teasing us is inhumane

don't care if you're fake or not
affection tied with a slip-knot
don't get me wrong 'cause i think you're kinda hot

better times haunt our hearts
this is where the envy starts
look through him and see the truth
there's no sincerity in his youth

don't care if you're fake or not
affection tied with a slip-knot

(screams)

perfect curves comes with age 
intended love is the rage
blonde ditz are you so insane
teasing us is inhumane

don't care if you're fake or not
affection tied with a slip-knot
don't get me wrong 'cause i think you're kinda hot

this song is copyright control 2023 c
all rights reserved 2023 c

'Like Duh' - 30:12:2023, 21.31

lyrics and music written and composed by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Raven Jak), the class of 2005-2007 - Hereford College Of Arts, National Diploma in Music Practice, and the lead singer of the band Dodgy
instrumentation (and voice) composed and performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and recorded by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
published by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

i'm bored, i'm done for the day
i'm sore, over-done for a day
in doors, in the end, it will pay
i'll score, get by in a way

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn DAMN

we're wired, we're dealing with the sights
we're hired, for peeling back the blights (blighters)
so tired as i fight on for your rights
the backfired, is feeding from the knight

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn DAMN!

(solo)

i'm bored, i'm done for the day
i'm sore, over-done for a day
in doors, in the end, it will pay
i'll score, get by in a way

....

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn

damn! damn! dirty harry
get him from the Taliban -
BANG! bomber carry - 
in the good old Rambo-man
Man, Uncle Sam
pull your f***ing socks up man
damn man! damn man! damn damn damn DAMN!

DAMN MAN! DAMN MAN! DAMN!
PULL YOUR F***ING SOCKS UP MAN!

this song is copyright controlled (2005-2007) 2023c
all rights reserved (2005-2007) 2023

Pull Your Fucking Socks Up Man (Dirty Harry) - 02:01:2024, 20.14

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
instrumentation (and vocals) performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
published by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

i wanna write again, i wanna pick up my pen
i wanna read again, just to prove that i can
i wanna breathe again, just to be what i am

and now i'm looking at the sky thinkin' "is it worth my time?"

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a middle-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a lower-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

i know i'm on the run, 'cause there's nowhere to hide
i'm bleedin' bags of 'fun', can't afford suicide
i'm gonna get my gun, shootin' blanks at the tide
an' now i'm lookin' at the sea wishin' it would swallow up me

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a middle-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a lower-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

(solo)

i want to float again, just ta 'toke on the vine'
i want to cope again, in this day, age, and time
i want to hope my friend, i'm gettin' dollars and dimes

an' now i'm lookin' at the sea wishin' it would swallow up me

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a lower-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a middle-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a higher-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

it's a dead-pan dream living life inside your scene
there's a diddle-class chance that ya see the un-seen
wrappin' up my Ketamine hopin' that i get with 'Flim'
everythin's gonna be fine

DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!! DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!!
DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!! DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!!
DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!! DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!!
DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!! DEAD-PAN DREAM!!!!

this song is copyright controlled (originally crafted for the band Crimson Playdö in 2007-2008c) / 2024c
all rights reserved 2024c

Dead Pan Dream - 09:01:2024, 18.04

lyrics and music written and composed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
instrumentation including voice performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

i'm too stupid for my eyes
too stupid for the flies
so stupid guys?

i'm too sketchy for my love
too stenchy for her Dove
soo sticky

(Solo)

i'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

i'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

(Solo)

you're too young to see the size
of consequence so rise
against the...

guys too fucked up from the lies
too stupid for their wives
so cupid

i'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

i'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

i'm too stupid in their eyes
too stupid in disguise
so stupid it hurts

(Solo)

so i'm too fucked up for your lives
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

i'm too fucked up in your lives
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

'cause i'm too fucked up in your lives
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

so i'm so fucked up in your lies
too fucked up for your eyes
so fucked up

so i'm so fucked up in your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so Fffffffff

(Solo)

I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

so I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

and I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

so I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

I'm too fucked up for your lies
too fucked up in your eyes
so fucked up

(Solo)

i'm too fucked up for my eyes
too stupid for the flies
so stupid 'Guys?'

this song is copyright control (august 2007) 2024c
all rights reserved 2024c

Left Said Linv - 20:01:2024, 16.17

arranged by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
guitar arranged and performed by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
drums edited by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
engineered and produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

this song is copyright control 2024c
all rights reserved 2024c

'Reel Jig' - 26:01:2024, 11.23

recorded by Raven Jak
Drums edited by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)
produced by Raven Jak (Jack Timothy Oake Randell)

this song is copyright controlled 2024c
all rights reserved 2024c

Raven Session at Jak'e 17.2.2024 - 20:02:2024, 16.05

lyrics and music written and composed by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Raven Jak)
instrumentation performed and recorded by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Raven Jak)
vocal sung by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Raven Jak)
produced and published by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Raven Jak)


bones dry and my skull is left
phones fly and our friends are next
can't teach and old trick new dogs
there's nothing new with, Nephilim 
there's nothing new with, Nephilim 
there's nothing new with, Nephilim

Air Taking Exchange

bones dry and my skull is left
phones fly and our friends are next
can't teach and old trick new dogs
there's nothing new with, Nephilim 

solo

'Air Taking Exchange'

'Plant Some Plants'
'Plant Some Trees'
'Drink Some Drinks'
'Smoke Some Weeds'

'Plant Some Plants'
'Plant Some Trees'
'Drink Some Beers'
'Smoke Some Weeds'

this song is copyright control 2024c
all rights reserved 2024c

Clean 'Em Airwaves - 20:02:2024, 20.28

Lyrics by Frida Wolfe
Music By Jack Randell
Performed and recorded by Jack Randell

This song IS actually about SHOES. nothing else.

new shoes new shoes
red and pink and blue shoes
tell me what you would choose
it they'd let us buy

buckle shoes bow shoes
pretty pointy toe shoes
strappy kappy low shoes
lets have some try

bright shoes white shoes
dandy dance by night shoes
perhaps a little tight shoes
like some so would I

But

flat shoes fat shoes
stomp around like that shoes
wipe 'em on the matt shoes
that's the sort they'll buy

Choosing Shoes

Dairy.

Music and Lyric by Jack T. O. Randell

Jack's Eating All The Milk

A journey reflecting the past 15-20 years on Earth
(based on a 'jam' i performed with Frasier Kyle once on stage at a festival, this is what i could remember of the 'jam')

Arranged and Composed by Jack T. O. Randell
Produced and Recorded by Jack T. O. Randell

WHO THE F IS JAK RAVEN

Falling Over

'for all the truck drivers out there. Keep on truckin'

Written, Recorded and Performed by Jack Randell

This song is copyright controlled

I give up, you take down
I take down, you give up

so where's the sense to keep calm
and where's the sense to carry on

it's in the intro that I gave you
so there's the sense to keep calm
it's in the intro that I gave you
so there's the sense to carry on

i read you out like a shakespeare song

Skakespear Song

What The Actual F** (WTAF)

performed and recorded by Jack Randell and James Burnham
written by Jack Randell

copyright controlled 2019

two's up on that straight then mush
waste nothing in the wreck for sure
two's up on that fag there mucka
bails are funniest when they're sore

fail to bail never kissing the floor

chuck up a swig of that beer bo
crumpton oaks sending sparks
tax a chuck on the whisky and vodka
glass on the floor it's a knees-up for sure

fail to bail never kissing the floor
set sail to know what to adhere for
fail to fail never reaching the cure
fail to grind 'em down with another crap law

ay arr ay ay ay arr
tra la di da have a good time by far

three's up on that mover-shaker
move it like ya never have in here
unfreeze appalachian dancer
hooly-hoo with a nice cold full beer

fail to bail never kissing the floor

chap up another spun out raver
colours and class in a glassless time
it's all hood in the blimey governor
tell the family to be doing just fine

fail to bail never kissing the floor
set sail to know what to adhere for
fail to fail never reaching the cure
fail to grind 'em down with another crap law

ay arr ay ay ay arr
tra la di da have a good time by far

two's up on that straight then mush
waste nothing in the wreck for sure
two's up on that fag there mucka
bails are funniest when they're sore

chuck up a swig of that beer bo
crumpton oaks sending sparks
tax a chuck on the whisky and vodka
glass on the floor it's a knees-up for sure

fail to bail never kissing the floor
set sail to know what to adhere for
fail to fail never reaching the cure
fail to grind 'em down with another crap law

ay arr ay ay ay arr
tra la di da have a good time by far

TraLaDeDa

written by Jack Timothy Oake Randell
recorded at Stoke Lacy Mill Studio
Performed by Jack Timothy Oake Randell

all rights reserved 2020

I don't want a shower
I smell too normally
wait until the bugs kick me off my mattress
my cotton has moulded perfectly now

black mould ding ding moulding
black mould ding ding moulding

Shower

A story based on a blues song written by Amie Randell
written by Amie Randell, Jack Randell
produced by Sebastian Godfroid
copyright control 2020

In no way shape or form does this song reflect the writer's opinion on small animals, No animals were harmed in the making of this song

I woke up one morning and got out of bed
and i stepped on a hedgehog and thought it was dead
then in the end it is this that is what was said
i hope you're in pain boy oh i really do
'cause you flattened me like something under your shoe
and when i see you again mark my words true
i'll snuff you out with my whole hedgehog crew son
he limped out my doorway and rolled down the stairs 
now i'm really worried i'm pulling my hair out
a foot full of spines and a feeling of pain
rode to the cafe had no-one to blame
pulled out my wallet and bought me a coke
and i couldn't tell if i was part of a joke
a gypsy a farmer and all kinds of folk were there
well i guess its safe to say that we were scared
the gypsy began with a story that animals all live in fear
and as i was sat on this rickety chair i wondered
what do they fear most?
so he continued i started to calm 
when who should roll in with a very big army of friends, acquaintances, motley crew,
eyes and spines directed at you
didn't quite know what the devil to do
well if i was you i'd make way for the hedgehog crew...
and that crippled little hedgehog with an evil grin was there
he pointed at me yeah he pointed at me
the fury in his beady eyes shone brighter than the brightest skies
he pointed at me yeah he pointed at me
and they all ran at once and the farmer started to scream!
spines they were flying all over the place
cries of the women reaching for their mace
aim it at them please not into my face
i knew what i had to do-oo
i got stuck in with a leg and an arm
intention was never to cause any harm
i lost my temper, sound the alarm!
boy, those hedgehogs flew...
the dust it then settled how i was appalled
at the rodent limbs sliding off all of the walls
i picked up a table, a chair and a stool
invited the gypsy to play me at pool
now if you're thinking that that was the end
of the war on the hogs, it's nice to pretend
my foot is now healing and back on the mend
the foxes and badgers are safe again...
a week or two later in front of a paper 
a nice cup of tea and a piping hot pizza
a hedgehog broke in with a magnum 9mm!
he said all predictably "You're gonna die! so listen up punk, say your goodbye!"
I over-reacted threw pepperoni in his eye
the critter was angry and rightly so for the meat on the go
i was brought up to know it's not right to fight the slow
when all said and done and you stop having fun
and a rodent creeps in and starts waving a gun in your face
pull out the blender, turn the blighter into paste

The Hedgehog Song

songwriter, music artiste, producer, busker, live performer