Scratch the Sun Part II

Hi my name is jim

Les Claypool - Whamola (Cirkuz Klown Bootleg)

"Frogs symbolize transformation, emotional healing, intuition, and are associated with personal growth, cleansing, and rebirth."
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LYRICS:
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Croak in the shadows
Coak in the heat
Something’s coming up — 

Frogs in the street
Frogs in the street

Rain hits the pavement
Banners in the sky
Croak for tomorrow
Leap for a lie

Frogs don’t freeze
We rise from the mud
Every ribbit’s a warning
A positive flood

Portland Nights
Got the rhythm
Got the spark

Paint on the walls
Singing loud in the dark

Cycle of change 
In the echo of our feet
Prophecy croaks — 

Frogs in the street

Frogs in the street! 
Rebirth in the riot
Frogs in the street! 
No peace
We won’t quiet

From the mud we leap
From the storm we speak
The sign is alive — 

Frogs in the street!  

Green little prophets on a city block
Croakin’ out freedom
Tickin’ like a clock

Luck in the air
Omens in the rain
Croak against the system
Croak against the chain

They say “law and order"
We say “ribbit, please"  
Comedy strikes harder 
Than gas clouds sting

The future’s am'phibian
You can hear it repeat
A thousand voices — 

Frogs in the street!

ICE… ICE… BABY 
ribbit, ribbit
ICE… ICE… BABY 
ribbit, ribbit
ICE… ICE… BABY 
ribbit, ribbit
ICE… ICE… BABY 

Yo Frog check it
Freaky Frog ribbit
Leap to the mic 
And the crowd gets with it

ICE on patrol
But we hop
Don’t stop
Croakin’ revolution 
On the Portland block

Stop, listen — 
Hear that croak
Truth in the joke 
And the joke is woke

From the pond to the protest
Frogs unite
Comedy’s the weapon 
And the future’s bright

ICE… ICE… BABY ribbit, ribbit 
ICE… ICE… BABY ribbit, ribbit 
ICE… ICE… BABY ribbit, ribbit 

Ribbit real loud
Let the city shake
Rebirth croaks 
Make the power quake
They got cages
But frogs got feet
Leaping over fences — 
Frogs in the street!  

ICE… ICE… BABY
BABY BABY 

Luck’s on our side
Future’s in reach
Croakin’ out wisdom 
That the schools can’t teach

You can’t drown a chorus
Can’t freeze the beat
Better watch your back — 

Frogs in the street!  

Frogs in the street! 
Rebirth in the riot
Frogs in the street! 
No peace
We won’t quiet

From the mud we leap
From the storm we speak
The sign is alive — 

Frogs in the street!  

ICE… ICE… BABY BABY BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY BABY BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY BABY BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY BABY BABY 
ribbit… ribbit
ribbit... ribbit 

Frogs in the street!

ICE… ICE… BABY BABY BABY 

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Frogs in the Street

LYRICS:
Croak in the shadows
Coak in the heat
Something’s coming up — 

Frogs in the street

Rain hits the pavement
Banners in the sky
Croak for tomorrow
Leap for a lie

Frogs don’t freeze
We rise from the mud
Every ribbit’s a warning
A positive flood

Portland Nights
Got the rhythm
Got the spark
Paint on the walls
Singing loud in the dark

Cycle of change 
In the echo of our feet
Prophecy croaks — 

Frogs in the street

Frogs in the street! 
Rebirth in the riot
Frogs in the street! 
No peace
We won’t quiet

From the mud we leap
From the storm we speak
The sign is alive — 

Frogs in the street!  

Green little prophets on a city block
Croakin’ out freedom
Tickin’ like a clock

Luck in the air
Omens in the rain
Croak against the system
Croak against the chain

They say “law and order"
We say “ribbit, please"  
Comedy strikes harder 
Than gas clouds sting

The future’s amphibian
You can hear it repeat
A thousand voices — 

Frogs in the street!

ICE… ICE… BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY 

Yo Frog check it
Freaky Frog ribbit
Leap to the mic 
And the crowd gets with it

ICE on patrol
But we hop
Don’t stop
Croakin’ revolution 
On the Portland block

Stop, listen — 
Hear that croak
Truth in the joke 
And the joke is woke

From the pond to the protest
Frogs unite
Comedy’s the weapon 
And the future’s bright

ICE… ICE… BABY 
ICE… ICE… BABY
ICE… ICE… BABY

Ribbit real loud
Let the city shake
Rebirth croaks 
Make the power quake
They got cages
But frogs got feet
Leaping over fences — 
Frogs in the street!  

ICE… ICE… BABY
ICE… ICE… BABY
ICE… ICE… BABY

Luck’s on our side
Future’s in reach
Croakin’ out wisdom 
That the schools can’t teach

You can’t drown a chorus
Can’t freeze the beat
Better watch your back — 

Frogs in the street!  

Frogs in the street! 
Rebirth in the riot
Frogs in the street! 
No peace
We won’t quiet

From the mud we leap
From the storm we speak
The sign is alive — 

Frogs in the street!  

ICE… ICE… 
ICE… ICE…
ICE… ICE… 
FROG

Frogs in the street!

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Frogs in the Street (Nu Metal Protest Frog Edition)

Bob Marley, poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley, walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me, can't you see I'm gonna cough it...

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Give it Away (re disco ver ''Your Papa" Funky Angèle D-Monks Mix) back to 91

Prepare-se para mergulhar nas reflexões atemporais de Salomão com o peso e o groove do Funk Metal!
O livro de Eclesiastes — o livro que ousa perguntar: “Qual o sentido da vida ‘debaixo do sol’?” — encontra sua voz na batida pesada, nos riffs complexos e na profundidade lírica desta coletânea. Abordamos a "Vaidade de Vaidades" (Hebel), a busca insaciável por prazer, o ciclo da vida e o inevitável fim, apontando sempre para a única resposta duradoura: o Temor a Deus.

Prepare to delve into Solomon's timeless reflections with the weight and groove of Funk Metal!
The book of Ecclesiastes—the book that dares to ask, "What is the meaning of life 'under the sun'?"—finds its voice in the heavy beat, complex riffs, and lyrical depth of this collection. We explore the "Vanity of Vanities" (Hebel), the insatiable pursuit of pleasure, the cycle of life, and the inevitable end, always pointing to the only lasting answer: the Fear of God.

O Homem Pobre e Sábio - Eclesiastes 9:13-18

O Fio de Três Dobras - Eclesiastes 4:1-12

O Suor e o Vento - Eclesiastes 2:17-26

Crazy  tune with vibe of east bay or San Francisco  early 90's

Crown of Smoke

"shut down the static, kill the feed, and feel something real again"
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LYRICS:
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KILL THE NOISE — 
DA BUZZ
KILL THE NOISE —
DA BUZZ
KILL THE NOISE —
DA BUZZ

DA BUZZ

Screen’s too bright, mind’s too dark
Sinking in static, losing the spark

Digital Burst
KILL THE NOISE 
DA BUZZ, DA BUZZ

KILL THE NOISE 
DA BUZZ, DA BUZZ

Screen in my face, screen in my mind
No room left to dream or unwind
Static breathes through every vein
Information drip drives me insane

Wires tighten / I can’t breathe
Every click’s a micro-bleed
Toxic echo feeds the void
Living dead but barely employed

Buy this car-
da buzz 
Buy that house- 
da buzz 

Rip it up, wipe it off
Shove it down- 
DA BUZZ 

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise 
da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise 
da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise
da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise

Streaming live / half-alive
Eyes burn blue / just to survive
Greed on loop, lust on tap
Click my sin into the data trap

Virtual friends with hollow hearts
Factory dreams, plastic arts
Burn it down, set it free
Melt the code / rebirth me

Hold a lover, kiss a face
Some human grace 
A real-world place
Make the soul breathe again 
Disconnect 
Live again

Get out! Get out!
Kill the feed!

Get out! Get out!
Da buzz bleeds!

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

Noise — 
da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise — 
da buzz, da buzz
Kill the game — 
da buzz

Kill the noise — 
da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise

Kill the noise

da buzz, da buzz...

da buzz

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KILL THE NOISE (DA BUZZ)

Spill the ladle, spill the seed!

Plastic tray, cracked spoon, Salvation line
Half-cold stew, steam don’t rhyme
I see beef chunks, winkin’ at me
‘Bout the closest flesh I ever gon’ be
Stop-start—jerk—beat miss—hiccup, BOOM!
Stir my crotch in that charity gloom
Two carrots float, like titties in broth
Gravy wave splashes my ding-dong off

Stop—wait—skip two beats—slide
Meat soup deeper than a bride

Meat soup! Slap splash, soup cooch!
Meat soup! Burn tip, drip goop!
Meat soup! Stir freak, leak slurp!
Meat soup! Can’t nut, just burp!

Nun laid ling, side-eye frown
I hump that broth like a lost hound
“Sir please leave,” bell go ding!
But I’m balls-deep in that beef-sin
Off-time thrusts, the rhythm broke
Boil-line smoke, my noodle poke
Potato chunk grind, grind slow, grind
This my flesh, my soup, my kind

Skip three counts—shout loud—swish—
Soup the only hole I dish

Meat soup! Slap splash, soup cooch!
Meat soup! Burn tip, drip goop!
Meat soup! Stir freak, leak slurp!
Meat soup! Can’t nut, just burp!

Cold ham glob, cling to shaft—
Beef vein float, my aftermath
Soup kitchen guard drag me out—
But my gravy gun already shout

Beat miscount, off-step slide—
Soup forever, my only bride

Meat soup! Slap splash, soup cooch!
Meat soup! Burn tip, drip goop!
Meat soup! Stir freak, leak slurp!
Meat soup! Can’t nut, just burp!

Soup pot, steam rot, crotch hot, ladle lot
Clot spot, beef dot, tongue knot, gravy plot

Pause—pause—skip beat—scream
Soup my wife, my lifelong dream

Meat soup! Slap splash, soup cooch!
Meat soup! Burn tip, drip goop!
Meat soup! Stir freak, leak slurp!
Meat soup! Can’t nut, just burp!

meatsoup

Break the System (Demo)

thank you for this collab.. https://soundcloud.com/ipg1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score

I’m Keeping Score W/ IPG1

New Wave

Zetsubou ZER0

Graduated from Corman Park College of Dental Numismatics in 1993, with a graduate degree in Experimental Post-Sludge.

mchorsebones@gmail.com

Entre vídeos, tecnologia, drones, motocicletas, jiu-jitsu, pesquisa ciêntifica, games e música. Tudo isso me resume. Tenho vários projetos de media. E agora decidir pegar minhas composições e as divulgar.

NEEDLE IS:
connor williams -- backround vocals
jasper fish -- bass/vocals
formed july 21 2025

An action-packed cyberpunk RPG built in Unreal Engine.

MMR is a virtual music label by composer Linker Parker, crafting the sound of a new era. We merge AI technology and human artistry to produce a diverse roster of virtual bands, exploring a spectrum of digital rock, nu-metal, and experimental pop.

Agency Roster:

Linker Parker – Founder & Creator
(Songwriter, Composer, Designer, Lore, Multi-instrumentalist, Vocals)

SiDzuka Mori (SiDMori)
(Designer, Keyboards, Vocals)

Current Projects:

▪ Zatsune Miku Underground Music
Vocals: Zatsune Miku
Rhythm Guitar & Vocals: Linker-P (Linker Parker)

▪ U̷NBECOMER
Vocals & Bass: LENN (Ren Kawashikama)
Rhythm Guitar: Linker Parker

▪ MIRATSUKI
Vocals & Piano: Mira Tsuki (Mira Tsukino)
Rhythm Guitar: Linker Parker

classically trained in music as a child, Cirkuz Klown started producing dubstep in 2018 while also experimenting with techno, minimalism, and vaporwave. Cirkuz Klown is still producing tracks with his goofy sense of humor and food obsession.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


Where is the purpose in your life
Where is the truth
Do you remember your hopes Your dreams
They are no longer your own
This day is for living your own life
Don't let this world capture your heart
Your passion lost to a thousand themes
Surrendered to the screen
This is not a story
This is not a book this is your life
And this is not a play
Some TV show you've seen
This is real life

I am a Music producer and musician based in Tel Aviv. I have played and produced Major bands in Israel. 
Move to Oregon and open the vinyl club night club.
Produce some Progressive house tracks on Amnesia records and collaborate with the world-acclaimed Dj Coopie. 

I have been focused more on Trip Hop, Alt Pop, and progressive house lately.

New tracks tagged #Funk Metal