Written in 1983 and recorded in 1984. This is the first recording of this song. 
There are also other jams of this song on my channel going as far back as 1978.

RON SNYDER - Fake It & Take It (1984 SOLO DEMO)

Improvising on an electric guitar and drums. Original music by Vangelis.

Space Show

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR, ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS, DRUMS, SYNTHS & VOCALS
MRS A: VOCALS

LET ME BE IN YOUR DREAMS

Some folks strive to be white
While others love to be black
Me, I´ll just live grey
Some folks will cry for freedom
Other folks will forge a prison
Meantime I´ll be a poet of silence

Don´t try to be God
Nobody is the bearer of truth
No wrath will impose truthfulness
Just live and let be!

Just let your light shine
And your love will burst, oh yeah
Just flow on the river of life
And the market of dreams will appear
Don´t be afraid of the light
And you´ll repel eternal darkness

Just be a memory of love
As you burndown your boundaries
And then you´ll be free
To fly away.  And there we go!

I´ll be flying to the moon
Then I´ll be sleeping on the sun
While I watch the mirror of life
I´ll try to catch your glance 
And I´ll ask you to let me into your dreams
In your dreams – in your dreams
Let me into your dreams!

LET ME IN YOUR DREAMS

What she likes, she likes, no question. What she doesn’t like is gone.
Slow and steady, she gets right to work. You may not notice, it’s done.
She takes her time, she’s in no hurry. She knows patience is the key
A little here, a little there, a tiny nip, a careful tear.
She knows how much pain I can bear.

She’s a chisel, I’m just a piece of rock.
That she cuts away until
Nothing is left but the things she wants
There are no holes left to fill.
She’s a chisel, I’m her next project.
When she’s finished, I am too.
And every time something gets chipped off I cry.

I know she has a vision what I’ll look like when she’s done.
She has a plan to make me the man she shows off to everyone.
She doesn’t know when she’ll be finished, but she’ll know it when she see,
All the wrong is gone, and she holds on
To the parts that she likes out of me.

She’s a chisel, I’m just a piece of rock.
That she cuts away until
Nothing is left but the things she wants
There are no holes left to fill.
She’s a chisel, I’m her next project.
When she’s finished, I am too.
And every time something gets chipped off I cry.

She's a Chisel

My best life

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Michael Jackson’s classic meets the Neon Cowboy universe in a high-voltage rock transformation built for late-night drives, cinematic energy, and clean-guitar swagger.

This version blends 80s glam metal, outlaw grit, and modern rock production — a neon-lit firestorm of bending leads, galloping rhythms, atmospheric horror textures, and a guitar tone that chases the vocal like a cinematic villain.

The iconic Thriller mood is reborn with a ReVAMPd backbone:
Big rock drums
Gritty outlaw vocals
Neon-city atmosphere
Evil-laugh guitar solo
Stadium-punch chorus

“This sounds like if Michael Jackson walked into a neon western universe with lightning hitting behind him.” — early listener reaction

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TRACK CREDITS
Artist — HollywoodPKR-VAMPits
Stage Name — Michael “Hollywood” Jamell
Original Writer — Rod Temperton
Original Artist — Michael Jackson
Arrangement / Production — Michael Jamell (HollywoodPKR-VAMPits)
Mixer — HollywoodPKR
Master Owner — Michael Jamell
Release — 2025

GENRES
Neon Rock
80s Hard Rock
Alt-Country Rock
Cinematic Rock
Rock Cover

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Influences & Sound
Neon rock built on an 80s glam-metal backbone, alt-country grit, cinematic horror energy, and hard-rock stadium songwriting. Clean guitars, melodic choruses, punchy solos — the ReVAMPd sound by HollywoodPKR.

THRILLER (ReVAMPd Neon Cowboy Rock Cover)

Under The Radar

Tired of Your Face

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Empty echoes in my head
Put me in a place of dread
And I realize that all the books I’ve read
Haven’t taught me nothing.

I’m back at beginning and beginning 
To budge got a grudge and not one nut
But I’m a nut that’ll gut any putz in the palodeum explode on him and load the kid with holes and shit…

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

I’m present
And resent
Both the past 
And the future
Feel super
Deal hoopla 
Real shooter
Meal looter
Tree climber
Line doer 
Fine, neuter 
Me I’m zany 
And crazy
And maybe
The day B
Too short
For these
Contortions
Of thought 
Your style
Is store bought
My swag is all wrought 
brought with thought

Im here now
And I hear sounds
And I’m near proud
Of my mouth
And what comes out

Galaxies of Tragedy
Oh where is my sanity?
Poems read for vanity
This can’t be all that’s left of me!

It’s emptiness that fills the void
But when it’s full I get annoyed
I know it’s bull but I enjoy
Staring into nothingness.

Galaxies Of Tragedy Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

REFUGEE 

We heard the guns
Rolling over the hill
We saw the greed
Moving in for the kill
And just like the wolf
In a little straw town
It would not stop
Until they blew our door down

We all pray for the day
We no longer need to run

We Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
We couldn't stay

Kicking up dust
On the side of the road
And we fled our homes
While we watched them explode
Our legs were so tired
Our lungs out of breath
But you'll run till you're ragged
While you're avoiding your death

We all pray for the day
We no longer need to run

We Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
We couldn't stay


Our children are hungry
Our clothes smell of fear
No one can blame you thinking
God isn't here

We all pray for the day
We no longer need to run

We Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
We couldn't stay
Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
Couldn't stay
Couldn't stay there one more day
We couldn't stay

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall (c) 2004

REFUGEE

fly my darling mother

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

She's a Chisel

Scott Orr