Lyrics:

[Verse]
A game arrived in the mail for me
Dave Dobson’s greatest masterpiece
Match three Snoods to free them all
Clear them all before the ceiling falls

and I think I’ve found my calling in this new shareware game
Drawn to my Apple Performa Like a moth to the flame
Soon they’ll put my portrait up inside the Snood Hall of Fame
And all the babes will bow before me chanting “Long shall he reign!” 

[Chorus]
For I
Am the King of Snood
I’m the greatest in the world
In terms of playing Snood
And you might think my priorities are dangerously skewed
but you are all just jealous that you’re not the king of Snood

[Verse]
This game it is my destiny
of which I’ll spend eternity
Mortgage billings stacked up high
It’s been several weeks since I have gone outside 

Sit on my throne of pleather setting records in Snood
Surrounded by my towers of depleted Mountain Dew
My queen thinks that I'm depressed she says that I'm feeling blue
but she should see the buzz I'm getting on the Snood Usenet Newsgroups

[Chorus]
For I
Am the King of Snood
I’m the greatest in the world
In terms of playing Snood
And you might think that my priorities are dangerously skewed
but you are all just jealous that you’re not the king

[Bridge: Dave Dobson]
A lot of people say they see Snoods in their dreams after they play for a long time and I've had that happen too. I'd try to go to sleep and there'd be nothing but Snoods in front of my eyes as I was trying to fall asleep...

If I remember Armageddon just keeps going so there's no way to beat it. It's like life you keep trying and then eventually you lose...

[Chorus]
For I
Am the King of Snood
I’m the greatest in the world
In terms of playing Snood
And you might think that my priorities are dangerously skewed
but you are all just jealous that you’re not the king

For I
Am the coolest dude
But Snood’s the only thing I have
Where I have aptitude
And you might think that I can’t justify my boastful attitude
but you are all just jealous because I’m the king of Snood!

King Of Snood

click on the radio

A song about being beaten down by capitalism


x Sunrises
x x x dissiPAting memory
x Of Holding Out
x x x for a BETter eulogy //elegy
THAN unending
x x x paying RENT framed as liberty
x Why stop at
x x x-comMOdiTIZing dignity

Descending from a dream of indifference
To the Constant photosynthesis
Sunlight and Heartbeats into 
Principal 
and interest 
Heartbeats to Principal and
Interest 

Sun setting
xx paying toll for the flimsiest territory
Sun setting
xx empty pockets for expensive allegory
Sun setting 
TOO much dying for a doomed mythology 
Survival 
AT this price point ain’t so mandatory

(Chorus again)

The models that we follow
A needless pill to swallow
Renting breath in a seller's market

(Outro)
I had a dream once
That I didn’t care, I didn’t care
That it wasn’t fair

A Dream

11 track album by Bjørn Lynne, released in 2002. 
All tracks composed, performed, produced by Bjorn Lynne.

Colony

Bjørn Lynne - Messages

x it sickens ME that I GOT a disEASE
and I THINK I may have caught it from a magazine
They say that PRINT is dead and so it’s ALL in my head
but I know what I've seen 
but I know what I've seen 
It said

sun signs are just the tip of the iceberg 
Is that a sign that I can finally melt
I don’t adore the way I cannot afford
to buy the way that it felt 
to buy the way that it felt 
It said

Are you a puzzle that’s omitted some pieces
The middle’s missing only edges remain
Lack completeness Looking less like a picture 
And more like a frame
Looking more like a frame
What is this a gradual change or was I always this way
Because

Chorus
I don’t think I ever knew 
Just when it was when I fell apart on you 
They love to say that
love can conquer all 
but i know that’s not true
//but baby that’s not even close to true 
I seen what illnesses can do

Im losing grip on impersonal gravity
Admissions feel like a four letter word
Is it bizarre that I am talking to stars
And that I liked what i heard 
but i liked what i heard

The voices leaping and commanding to vanish
The air is thinnest where I’ve already fled
It’s all invented but man is it compelling
And going over my head
It’s going over my head
Does it bother the living
disturbing the dead

Close to True

Rough draft of a riff I've had for a while. Written and recorded very fast on 12/6/22.

Suffice

xx I’ll be praying on it
Like a wasp inside a bonnet
Said to the Viper in the mirror never bitten never stung
As if no venom’s on their tongue

but who’s got
the time for tales
for children taught
at the threat of slate and nails
Every LINE is reHEARsed
In the MIRror reVERsed
every LESSon a BLESSing 
that’s BACKwards and CURSED

(Because you’re)
Making money off it
Enough to turn a profit
Away from any kind of faith 
that anybody's got it

Chorus
What's the worst you can 
imagine
are you certain
you’re not the fear you fear

And I’ll be paying for it
Some stories deserve to die
Before they kill again
Because we live and let lie and let lie

How strange to have no reflection
No mirror could capture that selfish depiction
You style yourself as a hero
And not as the villain you see

You’re making money off it
You’re making money off it
Enough to turn a profit
Away from any kind of faith that anybody's got it

Chorus
What’s the worst I can 
imagine
I am certain 
you’re the fear you fear
Because fact outpaces fiction
What's the worst you can 
imagine
are you certain
you’re not the fear you fear
You fear, you fear, you fear

Because fact outpaces fiction

Outpaces

Running Out Of Time

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