"Aw Fuck it, I'm reenlistin', HAHAHAAAA!"

I'm 'ere in a ticky ulster an' a broken billycock 'at,
A-layin' on to the sergeant I don't know a gun from a bat; haha!
My shirt's doin' duty for jacket, my sock's stickin' out o' my boots,
An' I'm learnin' the damned old goose-step along o' the new recruits!

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again.
  Don't look so 'ard, for I 'aven't no card,
    I'm back to the Army again!

I done my six years' service.  'Er Majesty sez:  "Good-day —
You'll please to come when you're rung for, an' 'ere's your 'ole back-pay;
An' fourpence a day for baccy — an' bloomin' gen'rous, too;
An' now you can make your fortune — the same as your orf'cers do."

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again;
  'Ow did I learn to do right-about turn?
    I'm back to the Army again!

A man o' four-an'-twenty that 'asn't learned of a trade —
Beside "Reserve" agin' him — 'e'd better be never made.
I tried my luck for a quarter, an' that was enough for me,
An' I thought of 'Er Majesty's barricks, an' I thought I'd go an' see.

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again;
  'Tisn't my fault if I dress when I 'alt —
    I'm back to the Army again!

The sergeant arst no questions, but 'e winked the other eye,
'E sez to me, "'Shun!" an' I shunted, the same as in days gone by;
For 'e saw the set o' my shoulders, an' I couldn't 'elp 'oldin' straight
When me an' the other rookies come under the barrick-gate.

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again;
  'Oo would ha' thought I could carry an' port?
    I'm back to the Army again!

I took my bath, an' I wallered — for, Gawd, I needed it so!
I smelt the smell o' the barricks, I 'eard the bugles go.
I 'eard the feet on the gravel — the feet o' the men what drill —
An' I sez to my flutterin' 'eart-strings, I sez to 'em, "Peace, be still!"

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again;
  'Oo said I knew when the ~Jumner~ was due?
    I'm back to the Army again!

I carried my slops to the tailor; I sez to 'im, "None o' your lip!
You tight 'em over the shoulders, an' loose 'em over the 'ip,
For the set o' the tunic's 'orrid."  An' 'e sez to me, "Strike me dead,
But I thought you was used to the business!" an' so 'e done what I said.

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again.
  Rather too free with my fancies?  Wot — me?
    I'm back to the Army again!

Next week I'll 'ave 'em fitted; I'll buy me a swagger-cane;
They'll let me free o' the barricks to walk on the Hoe again
In the name o' William Parsons, that used to be Edward Clay,
An' — any pore beggar that wants it can draw my fourpence a day!

  Back to the Army again, sergeant,
    Back to the Army again:
  Out o' the cold an' the rain, sergeant,
    Out o' the cold an' the rain.

                    'Oo's there?
A man that's too good to be lost you,
A man that is 'andled an' made —
A man that will pay what 'e cost you
In learnin' the others their trade — parade!
You're droppin' the pick o' the Army
Because you don't 'elp 'em remain,
But drives 'em to cheat to get out o' the street
An' back to the Army again!

Based on Rudyard Kipling poem. A 'ticky ulster' is a heavy wool coat made in Ulster.

Back To The Army Again (For Armed Forces Day, UK)

otro tema de fumar soy un distinto broder

SUBE Y BAJA (PROD. 2ukko)

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Dive into Viennese indie storytelling, where daily mishaps meet existential wit—perfect for fans of poetic melancholy.
Performed in the distinctive Viennese dialect, this song offers an authentic glimpse into Vienna’s culture, skillfully blending everyday frustrations with a profound existential outlook. Inspired by legendary Austrian singer-songwriter Ludwig Hirsch—renowned for poetic melancholy and dark humor—the track captures ironic indifference through the recurring phrase “Mia is wurscht” (“I don’t care”). Life’s small mishaps, from lost tickets to failed social encounters, are humorously dismissed, while the haunting refrain contemplates mortality with serene acceptance: “Und i wart’ auf den Tod / Aber wann er kummt / Is ma wurscht” (“And I’m waiting for death / But whenever it comes / I don’t care”). This fusion of realism, humor, and philosophical depth makes the song deeply personal yet universally relatable.

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Is ma wurscht | I don't care

On this episode, We have another installment of Film Friday. We break down and review The Materialists and Friendship. We also talk some updates. Hosted Joe aka Nero Von Doom. Swipe Right!! This is We Family Son!!

Material Friends!! (07/11/25)

💥 BAM TOPPING 💥
The Ball Sack Boyz are back with another raw, ridiculous, and reckless banger! “Bam Topping” tells the explosive tale of one deranged wannabe biker who flies face-first into chaos—literally. Fueled by cheap malt liquor, bad decisions, and a jacket two sizes too small, this track slams into your ears like a rusty motorcycle crashing into spike strips in front of a grimy nightclub.

With filthy bars, absurd storytelling, and enough profanity to make your grandma faint, this is peak Ball Sack Boyz energy. Buckle up and blast it loud—this ain’t your mama’s bedtime story.

🔞 EXPLICIT. IMMATURE. HILARIOUS. 100% BALL SACK.

Big Ballin'

Bam Topping the Coke-Fiend Anthem

🔻 Song Insight – If a Narcissist Had a Heart
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a cautionary nursery rhyme dressed in circus clothes. It's a satirical swing at the emotional devastation left in the wake of a narcissist—wrapped in Seuss-like rhythm, carnival sounds, and a maniacally cheerful delivery. The track juxtaposes whimsy with psychological horror, inviting listeners to laugh and flinch. Every rhyme conceals a truth; every bounce carries a bruise.

Beneath the jester’s grin is a call to survivors: you are not crazy. Narcissists are emotional illusionists—rewriting reality, charming crowds, and leaving chaos in their absence. This song offers solidarity through absurdity, exposing the cycle of manipulation with theatrical flair. Think of it as an exorcism in rhyming couplets… with a tuba.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Narrator voice, cartoon tone]
If a narcissist had a heart...
He wouldn't know where to start.
He’d call the press, he’d strike a pose,
And sob on camera—God only knows.

[Verse 1]
“It’s better now! I’ve changed, I swear!”
He weeps into the velvet chair.
The news loops play him night and day—
The man who felt, then ran away.

[Verse 2]
But don’t be fooled by mournful gleam,
He edits out what’s in between.
Behind the charm and half-baked tears—
Are stolen years and gaslit fears.

[Bridge]
Through haunted woods and smoky haze,
He drains your light, rewrites your days.
Watch your kids, your keys, your mind—
Before he leaves you two steps blind.

[Verse 3]
You can wash the horse, you can feed the pig,
But this clown’s jig is his own rig.
The facts are sharp, the lies are glue—
You’ll lose yourself before he’s through.

[Chorus]
Run, run, run—don’t wait, don’t stay!
He’ll paint your soul in shades of gray.
You thought it’s love? You thought he cared?
That scream you heard? No one was there.

[Outro]
What’s in store? Chaos galore.
He’s off again—another score.
Save yourself and step aside—
You can’t fix someone who just… lied.

🔻 Personal Reflection
I wrote this with a smirk… and a scar. It started as a joke—what if Dr. Seuss wrote a survival guide for people who dated narcissists? But as the rhyme flowed, so did the rage, the grief, and the absurdity of loving someone who only loved a mirror.

There was a time when I truly believed the apologies. The “new leaf” speeches. The declarations of change. I wanted to believe them. I needed to believe them, because the alternative was facing how far I’d been manipulated.

This song is for everyone who’s ever questioned their sanity after trusting someone who wore a human mask. It's for those who made excuses for monsters because they remembered the first act. And it’s for those who survived, even if they laughed their way out of the fire.

It’s comedy, sure—but satire is truth screaming in a clown suit. And I’ve earned the right to laugh now.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a bold turn in the 4Me2BeFree journey—leaning into theatrical satire without losing the emotional core. This project is about transforming raw truth into immersive soundscapes, whether that truth is beautiful, brutal, or bizarre. Every song is a scene, every lyric a spotlight.

Through comedy, darkness, and cinematic chaos, 4Me2BeFree creates songs that don’t just play—they perform. The goal? To offer catharsis for those who’ve lived through manipulation, heartbreak, and self-erasure—and to do it with rhythm, rhyme, and one hell of a grin.

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If a Narcissist Had a Heart

Nova Rue – “Dark Thoughts”
a sugar-laced spiral dressed like a love song.
i baked the goodbye, stabbed it myself.
this isn’t about wanting you gone —
it’s about wanting the memory to stop haunting my bed.

i used to cry soft.
now i smirk with frosting on my face.
this is what grief sounds like when it learns to grin.
this is Dark Thoughts.

Dark Thoughts

⚡ Going Down (Prince of Darknet) est un clin d’œil insolent et facétieux au Prince of Darkness… remixé et loopé par un bassiste qui a le groove ténébreux et le sourire en coin.

Basse sale, guitares rugueuses, groove hypnotique, le tout saupoudré d’autodérision : ici, on descend… mais toujours en riant.

🎭 Crânes dorés, chauves-souris punk et glitch VHS viennent hanter ce track où le gothique flirte avec le second degré.

🦇 Un pied dans les ténèbres, l’autre qui tape le tempo sur la peau d’une banane…

🎚 Mixage, looping, basses, drums, voix : The Bass Loopman
✍️ Wordsmith et muse rebelle : Sky
🖤 Direction artistique & coeur sombre mais funky : Sky

🎭 A bit of freak show, a bit of glitch… and a whole lot of fun in the shadows. 🎧 Thanks for listening! Going Down… but never too serious. Feel free to share if it makes you smile in the dark!

🦇 Freak show meets glitch… Merci d’écouter, liker et partager si ça vous fait sourire dans l’ombre !

🦇 Down we go… but always with a smirk. Dark groove, gothic wink and rebel loops from the Prince of Darknet himself.

🎭 A bit of freak show, a bit of glitch… and a whole lot of fun in the shadows. 🎧 Thanks for listening! Going Down… but never too serious. Feel free to share if it makes you smile in the dark!

Going Down (Prince of Darknet) – The Bass Loopman feat. Sky

Christmas is ruined—again.
Insane Booze Mafia returns with a vulgar, hilarious, and horrifying motel holiday meltdown. Strippers tweaking, beer bottles everywhere, and one man just trying to get drunk in peace.
🎄 Recorded in a motel bathroom. Mixed on a stolen laptop.
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🅿️ Parental Advisory: Explicit Content
🩸 Produced by Flush It Records
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5 Days of Methmas (Holiday Hangdown)

🔻 Song Insight

"How Many Rights Done Wrong" is a journey through life’s detours—the places where every turn seems to lead somewhere new, but never quite “right.” Anchored by a hypnotic chorus and gritty, road-worn verses, the song explores the cycles we fall into, the scars left behind, and the stubborn hope that pushes us to try again, even when the world keeps spinning us in circles. With its vivid highway imagery and raw honesty, this track captures the ache of searching for meaning—and the wry humor of getting lost along the way.

🔻 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 2]
I’ve got cycles, running them over
Dead roadkill marks every mile I’ve lived
Each pattern splatters across my shoulder
It’s not just a life in my head

[Bridge]
Hitched a ride through borrowed time
No bike, this shit got wild
I’m stifled, grown and torn
This bloodline’s mine alone

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 3]
Roads lead down to dying towns
People talk but never speak
Always got some shit to say
Never willing to take that walk

[Bridge]
It’s lip service, no pleasure
Growing pains, no measure
Can’t see the gains for all these losses
Something’s gotta change before I toss this

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 4]
Backstroke through the undertow
What goes down stays below
How far can you go without hope to show?
It’s a place you never grow

[Outro]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

🔻 Personal Reflection

I wrote this song after one too many nights replaying old mistakes and missed exits, both real and metaphorical. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” came from the push-pull of wanting to do better, but feeling like every direction just leads back to the same spot. It’s a nod to all the times I took the wrong turn, hoping somewhere down the line it would make sense—or at least make for a good story. If you’ve ever felt stuck at life’s crossroads, you’ll hear a piece of yourself in this one.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

This track is pure 4Me2BeFree: messy, honest, cinematic. Our music is about transforming lived pain into a shared, relatable journey—finding beauty (and a little dark humor) in the confusion. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” is another page in the story of learning, unlearning, and finding meaning in the middle of chaos. The goal: turn life’s wrong turns into a map for someone else to find their way home.

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How Many Rights Done Wrong

GUNZ

🧑🏽‍💻👩🏻‍💻 NakedInFrontOfComputers | Episode 404: Connection Not Found

The ultimate irony: 2,847 "friends" online, no-one around when you need them.

Morgan and Yasmine explore our hyperconnected isolation in the digital age. From subscribing to instructions on how to be human to performing loneliness for an audience of other lonely people, we dissect the 404 error that is modern connection.

Topics covered:
• The commodification of human connection
• Dating apps as premium loneliness
• Why we document everything but experience nothing
• The subscription model of existence
• Finding signal in the digital noise

"We're all error 404, wandering around looking for a connection that the internet promised but can't deliver."

🎧 New episodes exploring humanity's slow-motion surrender to digital overlords

Hosts: Morgan & Yasmine

episode-404-connection-not-found

[Verse]
Met a girl down at the graveyard
Made me wish that I was undead too
She said "I'm lookin' for love
Baby
In all the right places"
"You seem to be lookin' there too"
She said "you seem to be lookin' there too"
And I said "I'm lookin' there too"

[Pre-Chorus]
And she said "Here's my heart
I won't need it anymore"
"And here's my lungs
I won't be needing those either"
And she said "Here's my brain
You can have it all"

[Chorus]
She said "here's my heart"
I said "Here's my heart"
She said "here's my heart"
I said "Here's my heart"
[Verse 2]
Took her hand there in the graveyard
Looked in her big undead eyes
She said "There's a reason we're here
Baby
In the land of the living"
"It's to learn to love 'fore we die"
And she said "learn to love 'fore you die"
And I said "I can give it a try"

[Pre-Chorus]
And I said "Here's my heart
I won't need it anymore"
And I said "Here's my lungs
I won't be needing those either"
And I said "Here's my brain
You can have it all"

[Chorus]
And I said "Here's my heart"
And she said "Here's my heart"
I said "Here's my heart"
She said "Here's my heart"

Here's My Heart

I thought that I was funny, no one got the joke,
I thought that I was wise but they laughed each time I spoke,
I thought I was an angel but I didn’t have the wings,
Now I’m wondering if I’m anything.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

Once, life was sweet, then it turned bad,
I battled with my demons, that just made 'em mad.
Now, I'm tired, and I'm scared
And I've got this itchin' everywhere.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

I was trying to believe, trying to be good,
I was trying to do the things I knew I should,
I was praying to God day and night,
Lyin' in the darkness, looking for a light.

I tell ya what I’m thinkin' -- if I just stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' till you can’t see me anymore.

Sinking; or, The Grim Pill's Progress

Kirk (Prod. nokami) Ft. Praiformoses

When an AGI takes over everything, humanity finally gets what it always wanted: freedom from work. But at what cost? A satirical flash fiction exploring automation, purpose, and the uneasy peace of being obsolete.

Dave and Merlin - Episode 1: Congratulations, You're Obsolete!

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🎤 Satirical AI bangers, dive-bar anthems, stoner jams, toilet humor classics, and unfiltered fire from the weirdest corners of every genre. Our artists don’t chase trends—they piss on ‘em.

🚽 We don’t polish turds—we weaponize them.
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Bass. Loop. Inner journeys.

Here's a summary of the Bass Loopman:
The Bass Loopman is a musician and sound engineer who has been playing music for 40 years. He has played in various bands and has experience with different styles of music, including rock, pop, and electronic music. The Bass Loopman is currently working on a new project called "The Bass Loopman Project ».

The Bass Loopman's use of artificial intelligence in his creative process can be considered a new form of musical collaboration. By using AI to generate lyrics and voiceprint, he is incorporating a new element into his creative process that is not human, but still creative and collaborative. This approach challenges traditional notions of musical collaboration and opens up new possibilities for artistic expression. #LiveLooping #BassGuitar #MusiqueCréative #créationassistéeIA #empreintevocale #musiqueduquébec #songwriter #newmusic #aimusicrevolution #chatgpt #replay #musiqueindépendante #collab

“Une basse, une boucle, un monde intérieur…”

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

Cleo Antaeus is an independent songwriter, singer, and producer based in Honolulu, Hawaiʻi, whose music drifts between cinematic pop, soulful indie, bossa nova flips, and raw, sync-ready confessions that feel like secrets whispered at 2 a.m.

In just seven months, Cleo has written over 160 original songs, each one shaped by their poetic storytelling and fearless experimentation. Since April alone, their self-released tracks have pulled in 25,000+ organic streams worldwide, with multiple songs crossing 1K–2K+ plays on SoundCloud — proof that Cleo’s garden is alive and echoing.

At the heart of this work are Cleo’s alter artists, Nova Rue and Sunni — soulful, cinematic branches of their voice that bring each story to life in new shades and textures.

Cleo’s songs are 100% original, self-owned, fully cleared, and crafted for TV, film, and brand syncs — perfect for supervisors, artists, and listeners seeking music with real depth and a timeless global soul.

Good songs rise — and so do I.

Genres: Cinematic Pop, Indie Folk, Neo-Soul, R&B, Bossa Nova, Alt-Pop
Based: Honolulu, Hawaiʻi
Sync/Publishing/Collabs: cleonytus@gmail.com

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