Way off balance with no checks
Dangerous lack of intellect
Everyone is watching your train wreck

So you wanna be like Putin
You’re thinking you’re the final solution
We’re waiting for your execution

Streams of whores and golden showers
Megalomaniac man of the hour
Craving all that absolute power

So you wanna be like Putin
You’re thinking you’re the final solution
We’re waiting for your execution

Pasha, Caligula, Pinochet,
Tomás de Torquemada,
Be Kim Jong-un today

So you wanna be like Putin
You’re thinking you’re the final solution
We’re waiting for your execution

(So You Wanna Be) Like Putin

(So You Wanna)Be Like Putin

A "Taylor Swift" style 'implausible denial' that the song is about an ex and is designed to 'get even.'  

It's Just a Song

Gymnopédie no. 1, composed by Erik Satie.mp3

Austrian Christmas Carol. An intermediate level piano arrangement. 

Still, Still, Still

Just finished this afternoon. Looks can be deceptive. Never judge someone without knowing them !

Beneath the tartan sky so grey 
A heart can sing A heart can stray 
You see my face But nae my soul 
Do ye ken the part that makes me whole  

Don’t judge a book by its cover My dear
 The truth’s in the pages The love’s in the tears 
A glance won’t tell you The depth of the sea 
Look closer Love And you’ll truly see me  

The heather blooms on hills of green
 But thorns lie hidden Sharp Unseen 
A voice can charm A smile can glow 
But the story’s more than what it shows  

Turn the pages Take your time 
Feel the rhythm Hear the rhyme  

Don’t judge a book by its cover My dear 
The truth’s in the pages The love’s in the tears 
A glance won’t tell you The depth of the sea 
Look closer Love And you’ll truly see me  


Like a kilted breeze that whispers low 
There’s more to me than I let show 
Unravel the threads Weave the truth anew 
And find a heart that beats for you

Don’t judge a book by its cover .mp3

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5 

So many lives ago
All day, a colored flow
Unbroken dreams to grow
Open, no end to know

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Life like a movie show
Free seating, all to go
Too high to go for low
Unleashed from top to toe

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Dance under neon glow
Beats up in stereo
Moments, just super slow
Minds always on hello

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Too young to legato
Not yet a domino
Nothing to shame or owe
No prob to just say no

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

No shards, no broken bow
Nothing turned into woe
Chasing the next bestow
Summer sun winter snow

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Feeding by radio
Sparkling scenario
Anytime fun in tow
Magic, an endless row

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Spinning to vertigo
No stumble, balance though
That’s just a while ago
Wish it were still just so

Oh, oh, 
Miss that so
Oh, oh, 
Miss that so

Oh, I miss that so

New version of a song with help from Suno that I wrote in 2021 about how fast time goes by. 

TIME JUST EATS YOU UP
IT'S EVERY BOY'S DREAM
TO GET HIS DRIVERS LISCENSE
THE DAY HE TURNS SIXTEEN
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

FINISHING GRADE SCHOOL
IS A LONG TIME COMIN'
WE ALL NEED THOSE TOOLS
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

SOME ATTEND COLLEGE
SOME JOIN THE WORK FORCE
AT A VERY YOUNG AGE
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

(CHORUS)
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP
NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT THAT
IT'LL ALWAYS WIN
NOBODY'S THAT FAST
NOBODY'S THAT FAST

CAN'T WAIT TO GET MARRIED
WHEN YOU MEET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE
LEAVING PARENTS WORRIED
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE KIDS
NOT ALL FUN AND GAMES
CAN'T WAIT FOR GRANDKIDS
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

TIME KEEPS SLIPPIN' AWAY
LIVING IN THE FAST LANE
TURNS YOUR HAIR GREY
TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

(REPEAT CHORUS)

WE NEVER TAKE THE TIME
TO SMELL THE ROSES
STOP AND UNWIND
CAUSE, TIME JUST EATS YOU UP

2021 (C) Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Time Just Eats You Up - (New Version)

An original country-folk song that laments lost love with the regrets expressed through a  Wizard Of Oz analogy. Essentially all play and no work will catch up with you….

Craig Durgy: acoustic guitar, harmonica & vocals
Nat Daniels: production & additional instrumentation
©2026 Gentle Rain Records
Music & lyrics written by Craig Durgy

I guess it was overdue, ain’t no surprise
That another man’s over you
Looking deep in your eyes 
If I’d only stayed sober you might never have gone
Now I’m left to get over you
And you’re moving on, yeah, you’re moving on 

You, were half of my party girl
And I, was the Wizard of Oz
Where houses take flight
And the Tin Man, he gets tight
Where love seems to be a lost cause 

Now I know it was Kansas, guess we took a wrong turn
Cause a scarecrow that dances, 
Will surely get burned 
Looking over my shoulder to know you weren’t far
Now I’m left to get over you
Guess I ain’t too smart, with no courage or heart

You, were half of my party girl, 
And I, was the Wizard of Oz
Where houses take flight
And the Tin Man, he gets tight
Where love seems to be a lost cause
(Somewhere over the rainbow, that’s where I’ll find you)                                   
Where houses take flight
And the Tin Man, he gets tight
Where love seems to be a lost cause
Love seems to be, well it always seems to me, uh huh huh

Getting Over You

Oh carol ann you stole my man
now I gotta do all that I can
Gotta be backnin my baby's arms
You catfished my man with your God damn charms

Now you Carol Ann it will never be too late
Even if I have to have your head on a plate 
Ill take an absolute Ill take a decree 
Anything for my baby to be free

Because you, Carol Ann
you catfished my man with your God damn charms

Oh Carol Ann you stole my man
 now I gotta do all that I can
Gotta be back in my baby's arms
you catfished my man with your God damn charms

I feel so alone Divinely distressed Gotta get myself out of this unholy mess Never again will I give my heart so free Oh Lord I've gone and lost my destiny 

oh oh oh Carol Ann you stole my man Now I gotta do all that I can
ive gotta get back in my baby's arms
You catfished my man with your God damn charms



Carol Ann .wav

Strange one this. Occasionally we visit places we have  never been before but they seem deeply familiar. Maybe it’s our mind playing tricks on us but who knows ? 


New  place But I’ve been before 
Same street But with brand‑new doors
Shop sign changed But the crack’s still in the floor
 I blink once It’s the same old war 

Every colours  shifted half a shade 
Someone moved the memories I made 
I’m walking through a picture that I drew 
But the lines don’t land like they used to 

Déjà new I swear I’ve seen this day 
But not like you Tilted every frame 
Every step Feels like an echo that I grew 
Same old heartbeat In a different view Déjà new (yeah, déjà new)

Your laugh But a softer tone 
Same joke But it hits my bones 
Chair pulled out Where I used to sit alone 
Now your hands Turn my past into a home 

Every second sliding out of place 
Strange comfort in a rearranged space 
I’m falling for a feeling that I knew 
But it lands so light when it’s with you 

Déjà new I swear I’ve seen this day 
But not like you Tilted every frame 
Every step Feels like an echo that I grew 
Same old heartbeat In a different view 
Déjà new Déjà new old world, made new by you

Déjà new.mp3

A pessimistic (and hopefully false) prophesy of war. 
Can you feel them?  
Can’t you feel them brewing again  -- those old winds of war?                                                                               Can you hear them?   
Can’t you hear those waves of  anger --  breaking along the shore.                                                                                                                                                       Can you see them?    
Can’t you see dark clouds of misery  --  gathering on an ocean of pain?                                                                                                                                                                And, they will soon be 
sweeping across the land – delivering a cold hard rain?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                     Can you hear them Madam?  Can’t you hear them Sir? 
Can’t you hear those winds of war, beginning to stir?                                                                                
Can you hear them?  
Choosing the excuses and causes your children will be dying for.                                                                         They will take your children 
for cannon fodder if you let them have their damned old war. 
They will chew up your children 
and spit them back to you, crippled, dead, or dying on your floor. 
Will you pretend 
I did not try to warn you of  --   these coming winds of war?                                                                                                                                                                        
Can you hear. . . . .  them Madam?  Can’t you hear. . . . .  them Sir? 
Can’t you hear those winds of war. . . . .  Beginning to stir?       
Those winds will blow your children down.  
They will mow your children down. 
They’ll be harvesting your children if you don’t do something now. 

Can you hear them Madam?  Can’t you hear them Sir? 
Can’t you hear those winds of war beginning to stir?

(So You Wanna)Be Like Putin

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