The marvelous vocal track in this song was composed and performed by Enlia. I purchased it from Voclio, and it's my second production featuring vocals.
I did my best to keep the voice at the heart of the song, tailoring the arrangement to highlight it.
81 bpm

Statue

Spotify Link: https://open.spotify.com/track/4uyLA8pNKYaZjCs3YSiSoI?si=7211262134c5416d
New track I'm producing with my band from Marin County, California. Brad Curtis on Vocals, Joe Geraty on drums, Espen Skaar on bass and production

🎡Live On Spotify "Love Circus"

The Musical Poemwriter

Things Most Real

We were too young to think ‘bout dying, but we had to anyway.
Fidel was gonna send those bombers flying real soon.
Digging deep inside the basement, storing water and canned goods.
Hope we live to see another day. 

But things soon calmed down in the palace, order restored to Camelot.
Then that fateful day in Dallas, order died.
Watching grainy film set on repeat, nobody knows what’s what.
We watched little John John and we cried. You’re all safe they told us, but they lied.

Down in Memphis they shot Martin, out in L.A. Bobby too.
Watching all our heroes dying in prime time.
in Chicago they were cracking heads and knee caps, they kept showing us the news.
What were we supposed to do and say? Act like them and look the other way?
Sorry, that’s not happening today! 

Every night we’d watch the footage, bombing kids in Vietnam.
If you watch it long enough, it’ll dull the senses.
They turned the guns on us in Ohio, Nixon dropped another bomb.
This is gonna shape the thing you do. Questioning the things you thought you knew.
Fifty years have passed, it still rings true.
You will either take a stand - or watch Fox News.


Class of '74

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

A song about seeing a beautiful girl dancing in a old 60s film of a music group playing in a studio and wondering what happened to her and if she found love.

*******  LYRICS ****
[Intro]
Strumming softly in the studio,
A song from days gone by,
In a flickering black and white video,
She caught my eye.

[Verse 1]
I saw a beautiful girl, dancing there,
In a crowded TV room, full of dreams and despair.
She twirled to the rhythm of a love song sweet,
A lost face  of the '60s, in her vintage dress,
The band played on, lost in their beat,
While the room spun around, she was no longer on her feet.

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Verse 2]
Did she find true love that night, in the gleam of the lights?
Or was she just a fan, lost in distant heights?
With hopes in her heart and dreams in her eyes,
Would the music sweep her away, or leave her in sighs?
I pondered her journey, her laughter and tears,
Did she dance through the seasons, or hide from her fears?

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Bridge]
If I had been there, would I have been that man?
The one who caught her eye, with a hopeful hand?
Could I have shared a dance, amidst fame and desire?
Or lost in the dream, would I fall to the fire?
We live in a world where time slips away,
But the feelings remain, in the lyrics we play.

[Verse 3]
I hope she found laughter and joy, day by day,
That the girl in the film had a bright, shining way.
No longer a silhouette in a frame of despair,
But a woman who conquered, with love in the air.
Though I never learned her name, I carry the spark,
Of a dancing queen lost in the song's sacred arc.

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Outro]
So here in the twilight, I play you my song,
For the girl of the past, where my thoughts now belong.
I wish you true joy, in each step that you take,
From a fan of a '60s pop band, for love's own sake.

The Girl In Black And White

Composed, produced, sung and played by Carlos R (Carlos Rodrigues)

I woke up this morning and said, "Lord, I have to write this song."
Please don't let me be a sinner, always tell me what I did right or wrong.
They're trying to convince us, they pull hard, and it will never end.
Sometimes by lying, sometimes by killing. I beg you, Lord, give us the promised land.

A man is a man, let real science tell the truth.
You have nasty gender, and now what are you going to do?
A woman is a woman, why you don't understand?
The Lord defined it; please give us the promised land.

They're chasing children, telling them they can be something else.
A wound that never heals grows in their minds like an ugly spell.
It's time to stop this, Lord, please give me strength.
I need to tell my brothers that together we will fight this hell.

A man is a man, let science tell the truth.
You have an nasty gender, and now what are you going to do?
A woman is a woman, why you don't understand?
The Lord defined it; please give us the promised land.

Please give us the promised land.
Oh Lord,
Give us the promised land.

Sometimes I feel like... I don't know.
I feel like people need to wake up.
You know what... we got to fix this.

Promised land

Pop Punk/ Rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered, and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

When You're Gone

I kept pushing you away 
But I didn't wanna lose you 
Now I’m uncertain why I'd choose to? 

My mind ain’t working okay

I could feel the fire in you fade
We couldn’t burn like we used to
I hope you don’t think that I confused you

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Don’t get the feeling you fine dear 
You’re like the fool you been grinding
Sometimes the truth it can be blinding
Til you look and learn that you got it all wrong

Not every battle you fightin’
Will turn your wrongs into rightings
In case you still need reminding
I ain’t messed up now you’re gone

Oh no you can’t find me
Too bad you can’t find me
I ain’t messed up now 

You’re gone

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Whoa now you can’t find me
Too bad you can't find me
You can no longer like me
Don't care you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I don’t need you behind me

Too bad you can't find me
Whoa now you can’t find me
Don't care you don’t like me
Whoa you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I ain't messed up now you're gone

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall @2020

Ain't Messed Up

When the seagulls sing

A song written for the No Kings march held on October 18, 2025

Lyrics
[verse]
An old vet lays at the overpass.
Gallon of milk, by his head.
P.T.S.D… bites him fast.
While he sleeps on a concrete bed.

Ice! is forming everywhere.
Black, blue and camouflage.
Who they grab, they just don't care.
It's political sabotage.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns! America's pawns!


[verse]
Give the rich, more tax cuts.
Keepin' 'em happy is the goal.
You see, cheaters have no guts.
Nor do they have a soul.

When you need a little aid.
Some help up off the floor.
No matter how long you pray.
They always punish the poor.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[verse]
Media spews worthless news.
Lies from corporate owners.
Pushing right-wing views.
Plus those of crooked donors.

They love their guns, it's crystal clear
While our kids get shot and bleed.
Losing power is their only fear.
Their DNA drips with greed.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background chanted] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background chanted] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background chanted] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[solo: guitar]


[ chorus ]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background yelled] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background yelled] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background yelled] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!

[all yell] No Kings!

Words written by Roger L. Smith
Music & Vocals by Suno.com

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2025

America's Pawns (No Kings)

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

Class of '74

Scott Orr