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[Verse 1]
Crack the spine on a paperback fuse,
Ink starts buzzing like midnight news;
Each bright sentence—nitro in disguise,
Blows the ceiling off these cautious eyes.
[Chorus]
Kick that door, flood the darkness with light,
Let the sparks chase the back of the night;
Pack your bags—yeah, the clock’s in a fight,
It’s time, it’s time—ignite the night.
[Verse 2]
If I stayed alone with those whispering shelves,
I’d rust like autumn bars around myself;
Forty dawns I served in that paper pen,
Now one bold note shouts “Time!” again.
[Chorus]
Kick that door, flood the darkness with light,
Let the sparks chase the back of the night;
Pack your bags—yeah, the clock’s in a fight,
It’s time, it’s time—ignite the night.
[Chorus]
Kick that door, flood the darkness with light,
Let the sparks chase the back of the night;
Pack your bags—yeah, the clock’s in a fight,
It’s time, it’s time—ignite the night.

Clock’s in a Fight

"Only One, Bad Move" by A-laise is a track that blends a powerful beat with emotional depth, conveying a sense of firm resolve never to return, yet also revealing a faint trace of lingering feelings for the other person. With a lively, infectious rhythm that fuses elements of dance-pop and R&B, the song carries an undeniable groove.

Only One, Bad Move

A-laise - Only One, Bad Move

A song against fascism in America (and around the world)
Check out the music video! It's not a dull political lecture - it's fun, I promise!
https://youtu.be/ljzN-jlpQoY

No Kings for Me

I will not bow
My knees will not bend
There are no kings for me

I will not yield
Send your goon squads back to hell
There are no kings for me

How did the worst of us rise to the top?
Degenerates and hypocrites
The ugliest Americans
They won't depart you if you're white
And love is their kryptonite

Now I am a vagabond in their stupid eyes
But this vagabond is free
Here's how it goes:
A coup by twisted billionaire bros
But there are no kings for me

I'll hide my face
From their dark surveillance state
I'll piss on their graves
You'll see
Their fear hate and lies
And lies and lies and lies
I've built up immunity

How did the worst of us get to decide
That we support murderers and genocide?
Better watch your step because
Here come the masked American thugs

I will not kiss
Your gangster ostentatious ring
There are no kings for me
Your time is up
Your fascist dream is crumbling
The vagabonds sing "we are free"

And why do the worst of us hate us so much?
I never hated them until
They bowed down to the antichrist
They chose their path to hell
I wish that I could wish them well

No I will not bow
My knees will not bend
There are no kings for me
I will not yield
Send your goon squads back to hell
There are no kings for me

No Kings for Me

(Chorus)
No basic style, come on take a ride
Basic style——why? A catalog of vibe
Put a name on it, another wave for the tide
Listen what’s inside, then blast it worldwide 
The groove does not lie, a melodic glide
   Something-though, this much is certain
Set free to run wild—-no basic style
No basic style (Echo)

(Verse 1) 
Energy driven, music’s a haven
No questions-no answers -Taken-none given
We Share parts of ourselves 
   Just for the living
But I’m still underground 
Although I have risen
To a higher level in fact,
Basic styles-good riddance 
Bye bye—-let’s dance 

Switch it up!

(Verse2)
Switch it up-Switch it up
Random rhythm of raindrops 
Nothing fancy—-plop, plop
Lightning strikes naturally 
It’s all good-fear not

No hassle, add a deep bass
Some kicks and one-shots
Vibe along, it hits the spot
Feel the rhythm, move your butts
Cataloged tabbed—-
“Forget Me Nots-Vibe Will Hit The Spot”

No basic style—
(Chorus)
Interlude

No Basic Style

From This POV

Ricercare In Armonia

No one knows what they’re doing
Don’t believe everything you think
Some things aren’t worth pursuing
Don’t believe everything you think
Feelings aren’t facts
They’re weapons of mass distraction
Holding on won’t change the past
You can win the game by not playing
Complaining won’t change the past
You can win the game by not playing
Don’t believe everything you think
No one knows what they’re doing
Don’t believe everything you think
Some things aren’t worth pursuing
Don’t believe everything you think
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light
If everything around you is darkness, you may be the light

Don't Believe Everything You Think

Hey hey!! Back with something fresh finally.
Really appreciate you listening. Supporting.
All feedback and real love. Always returned.
This is 92 Bpm. Laid back. Uplifting vibes.
Stated with the dope female chop, loop.
Built the  idea, theme, track around it.
Looking for singers. Dm...
Uploaded on 15/08/2025.

Never lonely

I have been using a CPAP machine for several months.  I am sleeping much better and I decided to take a stab at writing a song about it.  
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Continuous positive airway pressure (CPAP) therapy is a common treatment for obstructive sleep apnea. A CPAP machine uses a hose connected to a mask or nosepiece to deliver constant and steady air pressure to help you breathe while you sleep.
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Copyright 2025
Vocals, Lyrics and Chords: Joe Stroffolino
Guitars:  Joe Stroffolino: Taylor 114ce (two guitar strumming tracks) and Fender Squire Picking track
Drums:  Programmed using EZ drummer 3
Bass:  Pg Music Midi track with .vst sound from Native instruments Rickenbacker
Organ: Joe Stroffolino: Playing Midi Keyboard with vintage B3 Organ sound from Logic Pro
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Cover art:  Real (Non-AI) Photo of a Halloween Skeleton wearing my actual CPAP mask  (I was going to take a picture of me wearing the mask but believe it or not, the skeleton looks more attractive) 
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CPAP Lyrics: 
I was snoring, so I had a sleep study, and they gave me a CPAP machine
It took a bit of getting used to, it was uncomfortable at first, but now it’s part of my nightly routine
When I first put on that CPAP mask, I tried to pretend I was like Darth Vader, part man and part machine, but actually I look more l like Jason in that hockey mask on Friday the thirteenth
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong.  I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.
Every night when I go to bed I wear a mask that covers my mouth and my nose and on the top of my head, connected to the mask, there’s a big, long hose.
They say when it comes to romance, you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover 
 But something about that CPAP mask makes me thinks it’s goanna be hard to find myself a new lover.
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong. I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.
Sometime you gotta try to put things in perspective
Sometimes you gotta try to be a little bit more objective
Sometimes you just gotta put function over form
Sometimes you gotta be willing to deviate from the norm
The doctor said if I don’t wear that mask, I’ll be gasping for breath all night long and I know I’d better keep wearing it, if I want my heart and brain to stay strong.
I know it’s very important to follow all the proper medical advice and I have every intention to keep using my CPAP device.  I just wish I looked a little bit more sexy while I was wearing it.

CPAP

In The Clurrb

Stytz Syndicate    Album  "Best Before"
Music :    Stytz
Lyrics :    Pee Gee / Harriman
Producer:  Josef Piek (Purple Schulz)

This was one of the songs Stytz Syndicate performed in Stuttgart opening for Willy De Ville ´s  "Southern Comfort Tour", when Willy joined the band on stage and sang together with Hubert Stytz. Great memories !


Don´t Keep Me Waiting

My life is so empty without you
After all the years we´ve been through
Long ago when we first met
You caught me in your net
Do it again!

My body yearns with desire
My bleeding heart burns like fire
The moment you made eyes at me
You blew my mind entirely
Do it again... Don´t play for time
I´ll be there if you change your mind

Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting
Sorry if I´ve done you wrong
Baby, Baby... Don´t Keep Me Waiting
My love is still so strong

My nights are long and lonely
I´m waiting for my one and only
I´m in need of your kiss
And I´m dying for your caress
Do it again..throw me a line
I´ll be there if you change your mind

Baby, Baby... Don´t Keep Me Waiting
Sorry if I´ve done you wrong
Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting
My love is still so strong

Baby, Baby...Don´t Keep Me Waiting..........................

Don't Keep Me Waiting

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Rock n roll has been a fun ride but for now county is calling the soul once again. You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

Catch them on tour (if their GPS actually works this time), and remember their motto: “Breaking homes one chorus at a time!”

Clock’s in a Fight

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