Eternal Rainbow

Teddy The Truck start sound

Not good 4 u

First Choice - Love Thang (Da skinstad remix new edit)

We walk with Pride

variation on a fairy tale (sleeping elf)

Generative guitars, raspy vocals, one ghostly road—buckle up for a state‑line escape.
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[Verse 1]
Bar-room vinyl crackles, whisky candles gutter low,
Midnight leather thunderstorms ignite her ruby glow.
She’s a jukebox queen in exile, slipping sparks between the grooves,
Trading vows for vagrant kisses, shuffling hearts she never proves.
[Chorus 1]
She ain’t wired for devotion,
Still rewinding yesterday,
Spinnin’ scars on every chorus,
Let the needle skip and sway.
I’ll keep time against her silence,
Hum a bar in minor key—
She ain’t primed for forever,
And that’s alright with me.
[Verse 2]
Sunrise chrome and coffee steam, cracked diner porcelain shine,
She doodles highways on a napkin, swears the road will draw the line.
I tease the throttle of the future, let the engine whisper brave,
But her smile stalls at the state line where his ghost still paves the way.
[Chorus 2]
She ain’t geared for the long run,
Still down-shifting through the pain,
Burnin’ rubber on her history,
Leaves a phantom tire stain.
So I’ll idle on her shoulder,
Spin the dial to set her free—
She ain’t ready for forever,
And that’s alright with me.
[Verse 3]
Moonlit freight-yard echo, boxcar rhythm in her laugh,
She palms the keys like contraband, says, “Let’s jailbreak from the past.”
One kiss detours the compass, north and south become a spark,
We outrun every caution sign, two silhouettes against the dark.
[Chorus 3]
Now she’s tuned to a new station,
No more static, no delay,
Firing pistons of confession,
Rolling thunder down the clay.
Two hearts sing in gasoline time,
Harmony on open sea—
Yeah, she’s ready for forever,
And that’s alright with me—

Ghost Tires on the State Line

J U I C Y

A song about a strong willed woman we all know or have known in our lifetime. 

Delta Day

The Bauble Of Time

[Verse 1]
Hey, I hope you’re doin’ fine out there,
Wherever you lay your head
I bet you think I’m movin’ on
By the pictures that I’ve fed
Yeah, I laugh when folks are lookin’
But when the moon climbs that sky
I’m sittin’ here askin’ shadows —
If I’m so happy, why do I cry?

[Verse 2]
I still keep that Christmas letter,
I still hear your old dog bark
I still count up all those mornings
Where we tangled in the dark
They all say I’m better off now,
But that don’t make it right
You call this happy, honey?
Then why do I cry at night?

[Chorus]
If you’re wonderin’ how I’m holdin’ up,
Well, I ain’t gonna lie
I pour my truth out in a bottle
When that truth cuts me dry
If you gave me back that moment,
I’d trade it all tonight
You call this happy, darlin’?
Then why do I cry?

[Bridge]
If you ever wonder, baby,
If I ever cross your mind
Just know your ghost still haunts me
When I’m alone at night

[Chorus]
So if you hear I’m doin’ better,
Well, that’s half a truth at best
I might look like I’m free now
But this freedom’s just a mess
If I’m so damn lucky, honey,
Then why’s it feel like goodbye?
You call this happy, darlin’?
Then why do I cry?

You Call This Happy, Honey? (Duet)

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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!”

Ghost Tires on the State Line

The Artificial Home Wreckers

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