Title: Every Road
Artists: Johnny Grey DJ & Robjn
Album: Every Road [2025]

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“Here, come to the sun
Come to the sea 
Come to the place 
And embrace me 
For we are old 
For we are young 
For we’ve forgot 
Where we’ve come from 
And every road, every sea, brings my home 
Right back to me 
Nowhere belongs, no dreams come true. 
But here i am, standing with you. 
Deep down in the earth 
Is where we’ll toil 
Forever more, 
In love in the soil 
For we are old 
For we are young 
For we forgot 
Where we’ve come from 
And every road, every sea, brings my home 
Right back to me 
Nowhere belongs, no dreams come true. 
But here i am, standing with you.”

Johnny Grey DJ & Robjn - Every Road

Title: Flirting 
Artists: Johnny Grey DJ & Robjn
Album: Every Road [2025]

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“You’re flirting with the mirror again 
Oh my heart weighs heavy down low 
And the crying, i turn rivers for you 
You’re drowning and there’s nothing i can do”

Johnny Grey DJ & Robjn - Flirting

When the ouline of broken is as black as the the pain
Just Mascara by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
mascara on the pillowcase
says more than words ever could say
when love runs out, it don’t walk away—
it stains, it streaks... it stays
she left the bathroom light still on
and half a curl in the flat iron gone
her perfume like a last goodbye
hauntin’ the mirror while i ask why
that streak of black beneath the glass
told me more than her lips ever has
it wasn’t the fight that broke our spark—
it was the way she smeared the dark
mascara, runnin’ like a river down her face
screamin’ secrets we both tried to erase
she wept in colors—black and brave
and every tear was a vow she gave
no goodbye note, no morning sun
just mascara… sayin’ “we’re done.”
i cleaned the sink but left that line
as if erasin’ her would cross a line
some loves end sharp, some loves get loud
but this one whispered from a cloud
no slammed door, no midnight call
just makeup trails on a peach-toned wall
she broke in silence, soft and stark—
and signed her exit in the dark
mascara, fallin’ like a ribbon through the pain
tellin’ truths our tongues couldn’t explain
she cried the verse i couldn't write
a ballad born in bathroom light
she didn’t shout, she didn’t run—
her mascara… said, “i’m done.”
black lines curl where courage bends
and all that’s left are might-have-beens
a woman don’t break all at once
she fades in streaks and haunted fronts
if you ever see those painted tears
don’t ask “what’s wrong” if you weren’t near
that line don’t lie, it don’t pretend—
it’s love that leaked
when trust hit end
mascara, rainin’ down in velvet ache
in every droplet, a vow she’d break
she wore goodbye in that shade of night
and left a love too dark to fight
no curtain call, no second drum—
just mascara... sayin' "i'm done."
mascara on the pillowcase...
it stains, ....it streaks... it stays....

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Just Mascara  by Hot Cookie

Come On In by Edwin H. Balder
come on in, coat on the rack
you’ve been runnin’, now you’re back
we saved your seat and the drink’s begun—
so come on in... you're not the only one
she came in late with the rain in her curls
heels talkin’ fast like a girl in pearls
said “i left a man with an ego to burn”
“he played my heart, but forgot the turn”
the bartender nodded like he knew the type
wiped the glass slow, poured her something ripe
and when the piano slid into “misty skies”
she cracked a grin, and let it cry
come on in, to the blues and the brass
where the past don’t ask, and the nights don’t pass
we got room for your wreck, your thrill, your spin—
so come on in, darlin’... come on in
next came a cat with a voice like stone
tapped his pack, said “i’m always alone”
but when the band hit that second bar
he pulled a stool like a midnight star
told a tale of love on a Berlin train
left her laughing in the summer rain
now he sings along in a smoky croon
like heartbreak’s just another tune
come on in, where the low lights shine
where pain’s in rhythm and wrong feels fine
we don’t judge what you’ve been in—
come on in, my friend... come on in
a woman in red took the mic like a vow
said, “this song’s for the ones who don’t know how”
“to hold it all without lettin’ go—”
“to miss, forgive, and never show”
and lord, when her voice found that major nine
even the chandeliers swayed in time
she sang “welcome home” like it was grace
and the whole damn room found their place
come on in, where your past don’t weigh
where the scars got swing and the band will play
we’ve all been wrong, but it ain’t no sin—
so come on in, baby... come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just ...come.....  on...... in....

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Come On In by Hot Cookie

Summer State of Mind by American K-POP BOYS
All Rights Held By Edwin H. Balder
When the waves are calling my name
Everything's gonna be the same
Summer state of mind, state of mind
Leave it all behind, all behind
(La la la, la la la)
Packed my troubles in a bag last night
Threw 'em in the trunk, outta sight
Hit the highway when the sun came up
Coffee in my hand, turned the music up
Got my crew texting "where you at?"
Rolling down the coast, never looking back
We're living in a summer state of mind
Where the worry stops and the good times shine
Salt air, don't care, everything's fine
Summer state of mind, state of mind
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh)
Leave it all behind, all behind
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Barefoot dancing on the burning sand
Ice cream melting in my other hand
Sunset painting everything orange and red
All those Monday blues are dead, dead, dead
My phone's on silent, can't hear it ring
This is what freedom feels like, man
We're living in a summer state of mind
Where the worry stops and the good times shine
Salt air, don't care, everything's fine
Summer state of mind, state of mind
Leave it all behind, all behind
Bonfire stories till the morning light
Shooting stars making everything right
Diary pages filled with perfect days
Gonna remember this feeling always
Time moves different when you're by the shore
This is what we're living for
(State of mind, state of mind)
(Leave it all behind)
(Summer time, summer time)
(Everything's fine)
used to think I had it all figured out
Now I know what life's about
It's not the stuff you own or the games you play
It's these moments that take your breath away
(Take your breath away)
When the world gets heavy and the days get long
Just remember this song, remember this song
We're living in a summer state of mind
Where the worry stops and the good times shine
Salt air, don't care, everything's fine
Summer state of mind, state of mind
Leave it all behind, all behind
(Yeah yeah yeah)
When the waves are calling my name
Everything's gonna be the same
Summer state of mind, state of mind
Leave it all behind, all behind
(La la la, la la la)
(Summer state of mind)
(Leave it all behind)

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Summer State of Mind by AKB

Glad This Summer Sent Ya By AKB
All Rights held by Edwin H. Balder
you came from nowhere, heat in your hair
suitcase filled with don’t-you-dare
said, “let’s leave polite for the borderline”
“and burn some bridges without a sign”
you stole that soda from the county store
danced on the dash like never before
i never liked rules, but you wrote new ones
with lipstick maps and outlawed puns
glad this summer sent ya
now we’re miles deep in who even knows
highway hummin’ to our own agenda
no rearview shame, no plan to censor
just me, you, the tank, and trust—
glad this summer sent ya
we raced the sunset down old route five
screamed Van Halen like we were alive
hit that diner where the waitress swore
we’d end up famous or jail for sure
you kissed me slow by a broke motel
and said “this life still rings that bell”
i didn’t need saving, but you rewound
my sleepy soul with that outlaw sound
glad this summer sent ya
from backroad motels to state-line vistas
you made regret beg for forgiveness
no detour we crush this adventure
glad this summer sent ya
stargazed in every headlight glow
shared our sins to the radio
then laughed so hard when lightning struck
‘cause thunder cheers for those who’re stuck
you never said how far you'd go
but hell, you rewrote my zip code soul
and when they ask who changed my fate—
i’ll say: that girl who wouldn’t wait
glad... this... summer ....sent ya
burnin’ rubber through my dementiar
just promise you'll never say I up  set ya
just say... glad... this ...summer.. sent.. ya
playlist jammin’ like it knows our names
gasoline wisdom in sunset flames
ain’t in love, we are the thing
with a top-speed heart and a late-night swing
who saved the spark?—she did, she did!
who made me run?—that kid, that kid!
who turned goodbye into getcha?—yeah!
glad this summer...
glad this summer...
glad this summer sent ya!


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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Glad This Summer Sent Ya By AKB

THIS IS AN OPEN SOURCE SONG WITH OPEN RIGHTS TO COVER!
“Ain’t My Fault (It Never Is)”  An Open Source Cover 4U
by The Indivisibles

the levee broke, the warning failed
folks got swept and children wailed
but don’t look here, I just arrived—
it’s ancient wires, not my design
i smiled real big on the nightly stream
said, “thoughts and prayers,” then blamed the team
the system cracked like old dry lips—
but don’t you dare say I’m to blame for this
it ain’t my fault, it never is
i just pose with flags and raise my fist
the truth’s too loud, so I turn the dial
then sell the mess with a market smile
from bad breath spins to deadly biz—
ain’t my fault, it never is
i fired the folks who read the skies
then blamed the storm for being sly
i gutted funds and slammed the breaks
then shouted “they made the big mistakes”
the books all red, but i look green
with photo ops in a tractor scene
the truth's a leak i won’t repair—
too busy sprayin’ my perfect hair
it ain’t my fault, it never is
must’ve been ghosts or journalists
the buck don’t stop—it strolls past me
on gilded trails i fail to see
i change the facts, then blame the quiz—
ain’t my fault, it never is
i blame the weather, i blame the tide
blame every expert i pushed aside
blame the staff i overruled
blame the press for being “cruel”
blame history, fate, the phone that rang
blame the dog, the script, the TV slang
blame the wind, the fence, the note i missed—
but baby, never say I exist
now statues crack and voices rise
and still i squint through TV lies
i blame the past, pretend it’s fate—
while signing bills that deregulate
but truth’s a stone, and wind can’t bend it
and i know deep down who will end it
'cause every con runs out of spin
when the flood comes back and soaks your skin
it ain’t my fault, i swear it ain’t
look at my smile, my holy paint
but when the mirror won’t forgive—
maybe i’ll admit… it always is


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“Ain’t My Fault (It Never Is)”  by The Indivisibles

Trust you fisrt OK!
I Can Do That by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
you say it’s too far, too late, too wild—
but I’ve been stubborn since I was a child
watch me now, no need to chat—
you bet your boots, I can do that!
they said “you ain’t built to chase that dream”
“better settle down and just join a team”
but I got heart that don’t sit still
with a busted truck and an iron will
put gas in hope, set doubt on fire
wrote my plan on a gum wrapper flyer
you blinked once—next thing you know
I got a gig and I’m ready to go
I can do that—yeah, watch me shine
turn no chance into overtime
I don’t bluff, I don’t backtrack
you say it’s hard? I can do that
build it, sing it, flip that flat
you name the mountain—I’ll tip my hat
dare me once, I’ll bring it back
yeah, I can do that
first tour van broke down in the sticks
played a bar where the amp threw bricks
ate dollar fries, sang for tips
learned the hustle from busted lips
they said “maybe you’re just too nice”
but I lit up that open mic twice
signed with grit, stayed unsigned
but made believers outta time
I can do that—make nothing sing
pull a song from a busted string
turn bad breaks into brass tracks
you throw doubt—I throw it back
fix a roof with duct-taped laughs
pour good wine in paper glass
yeah, tell me no, I’ll prove it fast—
I can do that
now my niece wants to build a plane
and my neighbor’s dancing through the pain
every “can’t” I ever knew
just lit the way for what I do
I ain’t perfect, I ain’t clean
but I show up for every scene
with a smile, a flaw, a dream unsaid—
I’ll raise the roof and paint it red
I can do that—yes I can
from broken hearts to marching bands
I don’t need gold to take that track
my fuel is fire and I ain’t lookin’ back
bring your storms, bring your lack—
this small-town soul knows how to stack
you say impossible—then step back
I. Can. Do. That.
can you dream it? (I can do that!)
can you climb it? (I can do that!)
fall and rise and still come back? (watch me now—)
you bet your boots, I can do that
every ounce of soul intact
no plan B, no fear to lack—
just open sky and heart to match

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I Can Do That by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Sundress and Trouble by Edwin H. Balder
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Cotton on my skin, summer in my hair
Turn around the corner, catch you standing there
Your jaw hits the ground, I pretend I don't see
But baby I know what you're thinking about me
This heat got me feeling like I own the street
Every step I take makes your heart skip a beat
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Lipstick on my teeth, attitude on ten
Tell your friends about me, I'll do it again
Wind lifts up my hem, confidence so high
Got that magic something that money can't buy
Temperature rising when I'm in the room
Hearts start racing, flowers start to bloom
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Bare shoulders gleaming in the afternoon sun
Party's getting started, we're just having fun
Move like water, smooth like wine
Every single moment, this world is mine
Don't you try to tame me, I'm wild and free
Sundress and trouble, that's all I'll ever be
They say I'm dangerous
(Dangerous, dangerous)
They say I'm too much
(Too much, too much)
But when the music plays
I light up like the sun
I light up like the sun
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Solo
Can you feel it in the air tonight?
Can you feel it when I'm by your side?
Summer fever, burning up inside
Nothing's gonna stop this ride
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
(Everything's alright, everything's alright)
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
(Sundress and trouble)
That's what I bring
(Sundress and trouble)
Hear the angels sing

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🌊Sundress and Trouble ♨️ 🍪by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

This happena .oh yes ...oh yes...
Yeah, I’m In Love With Your Girl   by Edwin H. Balder
yeah, i’m in love with your girl…
not gonna move, not gonna tell
just gonna smile in this private hell
yeah, i’m in love—with your girl
she laughs like bourbon poured on flame
calls me “friend” but don’t know my name
says “you’ve got style,” while you hold her hand
and I nod like I don’t understand
satin silence, breath so near
i toast to love, but sip on fear
the lights go soft, the band plays slow—
and i drown in songs she'll never know
yeah, i’m in love with your girl
with her half-spun truths and cherry curl
with the way she talks in cathedral tones
then leaves me with just skin and bones
no plans to speak, no cause to swirl—
but yeah… i’m in love with your girl
we met by chance at that smoky bar
she ordered gin and stole my scar
she said “your heart’s too wise to play”—
i said “some hearts just lose that way”
she told me tales you never knew
about Paris lights and Spanish dew
she said “don’t worry, love’s not blind”—
then looked at me like she'd changed her mind
yeah, i’m in love with your girl
with her ocean eyes and carousel swirl
with the way she waltzes past my ache
then says “don’t dream”—for both our sake
i never touch, i never twirl—
but damn… i’m in love with your girl
i tried to write it down
in poems drunk on rhyme
but every word said “almost”
and every verse ran out of time
i watch her light your cigarette
while mine just burns alone
and if love means letting go—
then this is carved in stone
i fold your name in creases tight
tuck my hope away each night
she brings me books and says “you’ll win”
then leaves her laugh upon my skin
you call her “babe,” she calls you “true”
i call this life... just something blue
but i won't chase what fate designed—
some loves are meant to stay confined
not gonna move, not gonna tell
just gonna live in this private hell
...yeah...

All Rights Held By Edwin H. Balder

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Yeah, I’m In Love With Your Girl  By Tina Talone

Such Trouble    by Edwin H. Balder
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back
Walking through the crowded room
Feel the stares, assume the worst
But there's something 'bout the way you move
Makes me wonder who's first
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Reputation follows me around
Like a shadow I can't shake
But your eyes don't make a sound
When you see the risks I take
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong
Maybe I'm just misunderstood
But the way you sing along
Makes me feel so good
They whisper warnings in your ear
(Stay away, stay away)
But here you are, you're standing here
(You came to play, came to play)
If I'm the fire, you're the match
(Light it up, light it up)
If I'm the storm, you're the catch
(Fill my cup, fill my cup)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
So let them talk, let them stare
We got something they can't share
When the music starts to play
All their words just fade away
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're right here on my floor
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're never letting go
(Never letting go)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
But you love me so

♨️🍪

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Such Trouble by ♨️ Hot Cookie 🍪

Wrote as next-gen Taylor Swift
Never Alone    By Edwin H. Balder
his cloak is stitched from sky and stone
he leads the way to never alone
he was born on a whisper, a wind-born name
eyes like rivers that forgot their shame
he talks to owls, he heals with flame
but never asks for worldly fame
and if you’re lost or can’t recall—
he’ll catch your soul before you fall
come to the land of never alone
where the dreams walk proud and the sorrow’s flown
he knows your ache, he knows your tone
welcome home… to never alone
solo
he found a girl with a frostbitten heart
sang her story from the end to start
she cried in colors not yet known
but he danced her pain into stone
come to the land of never alone
where every goodbye has a softer tone
he’ll take your story, stitch it whole
welcome home… to never alone
his trail’s a shimmer, soft and wide
with footprints made of someone’s pride
he gathers voices, soft and torn
makes tapestries from those reborn
and if you ask, “why does he roam?”
he'll say: “I build what's called home”
not all magic needs a spell
not all heroes choose to dwell
but if you’re broken, if you’ve strayed—
get off that path that pain has made
come to the land of never alone
where love survives in root and bone
if you’ve lost the words to find your way—
he’ll sing them back, come what may
your tears are welcome, your fear well-known—
welcome home… to never alone


Never Alone by Tina Talone

FATE

A thank you to the Oak Ridge Boys!
Glad you stopped by  Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Glad you stopped by
Been a long week, working hard just to make ends meet
Coffee's getting cold, same old story that I repeat
Then I hear your footsteps walking up my gravel drive
And suddenly this tired heart comes back alive
Don't know what it is about you
But you make everything feel right
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
When the world gets heavy and I can't see the sky
You bring the sunshine, you bring the light
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
Kitchen table conversations lasting past midnight
Telling stories about the good times and the fights
You remind me who I am when I lose my way
Turn my darkest moments into brighter days
Don't know what it is about you
But you make everything feel right
Chorus
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
When the world gets heavy and I can't see the sky
You bring the sunshine, you bring the light
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
From my mama's Sunday dinners to my daddy's working hands
To my brother's midnight phone calls when life don't go as planned
From my sister's crazy laughter to my best friend's honest words
Every face that shows up here is the greatest gift I've heard
So I'm grateful for the moments, for the love that comes my way
For the folks who choose to stay when others walk away
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
When the world gets heavy and I can't see the sky
You bring the sunshine, you bring the light
Glad you stopped by, glad you stopped by
Outro
Don't be a stranger now
Glad you stopped by
Keep coming around
Glad you stopped by

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I'll drink to that....how bout you Blake?
Outlaw’s Tide By songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Blacktop cold. Headlights bold.
Loadin’ up shine, never doin’ what we’re told.
Just a ghost on wheels, born to slide—
I ride the burn… of the outlaw’s tide.
The night was black as a widow’s veil
Tires hissed on gravel, never left a trail
A trunk full of shine, a heart full of pride
Running them roads where the law won’t abide
Moonlight danced on the hood of my Ford
Shadows stretched out like a silent accord
Every turn was a gamble, a game
Chasing my freedom, outrunning my name
On whiskey roads, where the devil rides
The law can’t catch what the night provides
With a lead foot down and the throttle wide
I’m bound by the burn of... the... outlaw’s.... tide...
Daddy taught me how to twist that jar
Said, “Son, this life’ll take you far”
“But trust your clutch—not the crowd or badge”
“Just the hum of your motor, loud and brash”
Sirens wail in the rearview glass
Blue lights tryin’ to rewrite my past
Radio static, their voices in vain
But I know these backroads like blood in my veins
On whiskey roads, where the devil rides
The law can’t catch what the truth divides
With a rebel’s grin and the throttle wide
I’m sworn by sweat to ...the... outlaw’s ....tide....
This ain’t a life for the faint of breath
It’s moonlight mercy and motor death
The law writes rules—this road writes mine
Each bottle, each bend, each outlaw sign
My hands smell like fuel and pine
My thoughts run cold like homemade shine
From Carolina curves to Kentucky bends
This ride ain’t over—it just depends
You can brand me rogue, you can call it sin
But this wheel’s a prayer I’m baptized in
And every chase, every sunrise ride—
Proves I’m alive in.. the... outlaw’s... tide...
On whiskey roads, where the devil rides
I haunt the edge where truth collides
With a lead foot down and the throttle wide
I live by the pull of the outlaw’s tide
the outlaw’s tide the outlaw’s tide live by the pull of ...the ..outlaw’s... tide

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Outlaw’s Tide By songwriter Edwin H. Balder

And She’s The One    by Edwin H Balder
They said, “She’s just a girl.”
But I saw grease on knuckles and grit in curl.
Two wheels at 100, no room to bluff—
She learned how life runs when parts get tough.
She grew up in boots, not ballerina shoes
Watched her dad tune engines under fading blues
She learned how balance isn’t just for speed
It’s knowing what cracks before you lead
While others chased pretty, she chased precise
Knew every bolt had a story and price
Didn’t need no praise or sweet remark
She earned her place right from the start
She knows the work—how things stay true
How torque and trust can pull you through
No mirrors, no masks, no easy claim
Just the tools, the truth, and a name
And when the pressure hits and tires slip—
She runs on heart... and takes no lip
solo
She didn’t talk big, but she built bold
Fixed what others threw out cold
No shortcuts cut in her design
Just patterns wired from a working mind
Her dreams weren’t tied to runing blind
She found her beauty in the working line
Welded in silence, tuned through tears
She made the kind of peace that perseveres
She knows the work—when the job gets loud
She stands where others just act proud
No shortcuts, no showy start
She builds the world from moving parts
When balance fails or bolts get tight—
She makes it run, she gets it right
Now her hands teach more than right
Lessons drawn from torque and might
She tells her girls: “Don’t fake the form—
A soul well-built outlasts the storm”
She ain’t some story made to please
She’s friction turned to harmony
And every mile she’s driven through
Sings proof of all that strength can do
She knows the work—and what it costs
How pressure marks but never lost
She learned from hands that built with grace
And passed it down in every trace
She’s not just strong—she’s tuned to last
She knows the work… the present and past
Two wheels, hundred miles—no time to guess
You better trust what you built under stress
She doesn’t hope, she just prepares
Because her kind makes answers where others stare
They said, “She’s just a girl.”
Now they say, “She gets it done.”
The work speaks loud—and she’s the one.

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And She’s The One by Hot Cookie

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STARDUST is a high-voltage electro-pop house anthem — fusing punchy bass, fierce feminine energy, and futuristic synthwork into one cosmic blast of empowerment. It's a call to all main characters of the night: we were never small — we were always cosmic.
Together, we shine brightest.
Co-written by DJ Naughty Bites, Hallow Jack and DrNoooo

Stardust

We was Mad at Molly at first must say...
Wigging Out by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
pushed all the buttons, heard a click not a chime
the gears spun backwards, lost track of time
they said "stay steady"—but i danced with doubt
here’s what it looks like when you’re wiggin’ out
my coffee went cold, my boots don’t fit
i yelled at a squirrel and forgot to quit
the dog looked worried, the neighbor fled
i tried to fix the porch, broke the shed
left the light on, burned the toast
talked to the mirror like it was a ghost
phone kept ringin’, i just stared
change ain’t clean—it’s loud and bared
i’m wiggin’ out, but i’m not done
the storm comes first, then comes the sun
i tore down walls with trembling grace
just to find my better place
call it messy, call it route—
it’s the gospel of wiggin’ out
i quit my job on a tuesday morn
wrote ten poems and a unicorn
then sold my couch for a mandolin
moved all my madness into a tin
painted peace signs on my sleeve
hugged a stranger who tried to leave
they said, “you okay?” i said, “we’ll see…”
growth ain’t always therapy
i’m wiggin’ out, and that’s alright
change wears boots and sleeps at night
i broke my rules, bent my pride
slipped and stumbled, but didn’t hide
lost my map, found a new route—
ain’t no shame in wiggin’ out
they say it’s chaos 'fore it’s clear
and not every breakdown means fear
i cried in church, laughed in court
finally found what i’d ignored
i learned that roots don’t hate the sky
and you can bloom with weeds nearby
so if you see me spinning wild—
know i’m just learning to be a child
change don’t whisper, it yells in flame
kicks down comfort, won’t play tame
but every crack lets healing through
and every mess might lead to you
i’m wiggin’ out, but i’m not lost
the wind might howl, but i count the cost
i spilled my fears and stitched them loud
found myself beneath the cloud
if freedom’s what this is about—
then bless the soul who’s wiggin’ out
[shredding acoustic flat picking guitar riff]
[Outro – gentle banjo fade]
i built a life from starts and shouts
thank god… for wiggin’ out

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Wigging Out by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

I'm Just hungry!
Fast Food by Edwin H. Balder
Golden arches lit me up at ten
Had a Big Mac dream and a Whopper yen
The Colonel whispered in crispy code—
“This highway life is a hungry road”
Dunkin’ woke me with a caramel kiss
While Starbucks played it bougie, hit or miss
Jack in the Box sent me deep-fried love
And Wendy’s fries fit just like a glove
Got Taco Bell heat in a midnight jam
Chipotle wrapped me up like I’m worth a damn
Chick-fil-A smiles in Sunday’s breeze
While Sonic rolls in chili cheese
Fast food, it’s my crown and flame
Every drive-thru knows my name
From McNuggets to pepperoni pies
I live where the flavor flies
Burger King dreams and Arby’s roast
I chase each bite that matters most
Five Guys stacked it high and proud
And Panda served me peace in clouds
Popeyes fried up a gospel treat
While Jersey Mike’s just brought the meat
Little Caesars gave me cheesy delight
Domino’s called in the heat of night
Subway tried to make it fresh
But Dairy Queen? That swirl’s finesse
Fast food, I wear that crown
Grease-stained hands, I’m never down
Pizza Hut in my rearview mirror—
And Krispy Kreme just drew me nearer
It’s a mood, a vibe, a plate of gold—
I’m drive-thru royalty, brave and bold
The register sings, the bag gets packed
Del Taco deals never hold me back
Breakfast wraps from Carl’s at dawn
I got loyalty where fries are drawn
No sit-down rules, no linen cloth—
I dine in speed, I dine in sloth
A&W floats through memory lane
Shake Shack brings the gourmet gain
In-N-Out's a west coast sin
And Raising Cane’s makes souls grin
Jimmy John’s zooms with freaky speed
Qdoba knows just what I need
I hop between the names that stick
Because fast food love is always quick
Fast food, it’s my marching beat
Every bite a fierce retreat
I’m not here for calorie shame—
I’m here for taste, for claim to fame
So roll that window, start the feast—
I’m drive-thru royalty… unleashed
Napkin throne and soda crown…
Every flavor wears me down…
But I still rule this greasy town

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Fast Food by♨️ 🍪 Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

**DrNooo** is an eclectic musical force who defies genre boundaries, creating whatever brings joy and inspiration in the moment. After stepping away from the music business in the mid-1980s, DrNooo has returned to the creative world in retirement, making music purely for fun. With a style that spans across genres and sounds, DrNooo's music reflects a deep passion for creative freedom and exploration. Whether it's a funky beat, a rock anthem, or an experimental track, DrNooo offers listeners something new and exciting with every release.

Always chasing what makes them happy, DrNooo’s sound is as diverse as the influences that shape it. Expect the unexpected—where every track is an adventure.
Nine years ago, I turned to music for mental health support, and after recent mini-strokes led to retirement, I found new inspiration in AI music. Creating music now aids my recovery, and while it's for me, I’ve chosen to share it with the world.

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