SPACE 

(An ode to space rock bands such as Hawkwind and Monster Magnet, this was written in 1999 but updated using REAPER in 2023)
 
I'm gonna jump over a mountain
Climb a ladder to the sky
I'm off to expand my horizons forever
And I'm outa here: good-bye!!
 
I'm gonna ride on the back of a cow
Being abducted by a UFO
And as the cow jumps over the moon
I'll be ridin' him still: yeah baby, here I go!
 
Got an entire universe within myself,
A shining star, yeah I’m so big,
That I've got God by the balls
Baby, can ya dig?
 
I gotta put myself in orbit
Get away from the daily grind
Coz' the clock is the chain 
On my overworked brain
And this slave just needs some time
For space!

Space

Circling the Drain 

I’ve hit rock bottom once again
And I’m digging deeper still
Can’t fix what is wrong with me 
At least not with pills
I’m a sewer gremlin and a creep
I’m icky and I’m ewww
I’m a pervert and a weirdo
But baby, so are you  

I’m a borderline and psychotic mess
There’s something wrong with my brain
I’ve got one foot in the gutter and 
I’m circling the drain

I scrape the bottom of the barrel 
For a crumb of dopamine
I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I just want to scream
I’m a black pool of slime and filth
Call me a raccoon because I’m trash
But of all the things that are wrong with me
At least I’m not fucking fash!

I’m a borderline and psychotic mess
There’s something wrong with my brain
I’ve got one foot in the gutter and 
I’m circling the drain

I’m staring out from the liminal void
At you my thick goth dom GF
Let’s get together and break some shit
Let’s make a mess you pretty wreck
We can share our grippy socks
As we set fire to some cars
And punch some Nazis and fuck each other bloody
Underneath the dying stars

We’re a borderline and psychotic mess
There’s something wrong with our brain
We’ve got one foot in the gutter and 
We’re circling the drain

Circling The Drain

MY DOLLY HAS DRUGS AND A KNIFE


My Hello Kitty came to life yesterday
And ripped the stuffing out of her teddy bear
My Pokemon got so pissed
That they shot lightning bolts all through the air
And fried all the fascists that got in their way
Those Nazis didn't stand a chance
As their eyeballs exploded they melted away
In a fiery goddamned fatal dance

MY DOLLY HAS DRUGS AND A KNIFE
AND HIGH AS HELL SHE'LL KILL ALL OF YOU
MY DOLLY HAS DRUGS AND A KNIFE
SHE'S MY PARTNER IN CRIME AND MURDER, TOO

Now death is stalking the streets tonight
In a little pink dress with rosy cheeks
Wired on coke and angel dust
Psycho as Bob on the show "Twin Peaks"
And together we're coming after you
Both of us angry, deadly, and cute
We're gonna leave you in a pool of blood
And take off with all of your loot

MY DOLLY HAS DRUGS AND A KNIFE
AND HIGH AS HELL SHE'LL KILL ALL OF YOU
MY DOLLY HAS DRUGS AND A KNIFE
SHE'S MY PARTNER IN CRIME AND MURDER, TOO

Chainsaws and kittens, and armed waifus 
You better bet we’re coming after UwU
The Revolution will be fought in thigh highs and cat ears
We’re going to bring all of your greatest fears
This is the future that leftists want 
To be nothing but high and cute all the time
We’ll beam transgender thoughts into your brain
Me and my psycho dolly partner in crime

My Dolly has Drugs and a Knife

ANTIFA SLUTS


ANTIFA slut number one:

I’m the ANTIFA slut 
I’m gonna gonna kick your butt
Gonna punch some Nazis in the face
I’m sexy and slutty
But lookee here buddy
Right before you get an eyefull of mace

CHORUS:

We’re the ANTIFA sluts coming to your town
Gonna turn your stupid smile upside down
You love to lick boots so get on your knees
While the ones we’re wearing kick out your teeth!!

ANTIFA slut number two:

You stare at my tits
Right before you get hit
I got you pegged and not in the fun way
You're a Nazi clown 
And when I beat you down
We know you'll tuck tail and run away

CHORUS

ANTIFA slut number three:

You wish you could fuck me
But you're outta luck 
I’m gonna use you for a punching bag
So listen up, fash
I’m gonna kick your ass
Cuz’ I’m the best thing that you'll never have

CHORUS

ANTIFA SLUTS

ATOMIC

You better get back and put on protective clothing
Place yourself in an orgone box made of lead
Put on the darkest shades that you can find
Cos’ if you get too close you might wind up dead

Chorus:
COS’ I’M ATOMIC, BABY
I’M A NUCLEAR BOMB
STUFFED INTO A SUITCASE
CALLED A SONG!

Call the FBI and tell them to look me up
And add me to their terrorist watch list
Because my music is a weapon of mass seduction
I want to give the world an explosive kiss!

Chorus

I’m a black bag operation
Operating in plain sight
I’m gonna kill em’ slay em’ knock em’ dead
On this God Damn stage tonight
My handlers know what I am up to
Even if it don’t make sense
I have come tonight, come tonight
To nuke the fucking audience!
BOOM!

Well I can see none of you have on a hazmat suit
Well I can tell you I feel no contrition
About what I’m about to do
And that’s BLOW AWAY THE COMPETITION!

ATOMIC

SPACE

(An ode to space rock bands such as Hawkwind and Monster Magnet, this was written in 1999 but updated using REAPER in 2023)

I'm gonna jump over a mountain
Climb a ladder to the sky
I'm off to expand my horizons forever
And I'm outa here: good-bye!!

I'm gonna ride on the back of a cow
Being abducted by a UFO
And as the cow jumps over the moon
I'll be ridin' him still: yeah baby, here I go!

(The bass line during the bridge is the bass line from "Hurricane Fighter Plane" by the 1967 psychedelic Austin, Texas band 'The Red Krayola')

Got an entire universe within myself,
A shining star, yeah I’m so big,
That I've got God by the balls
Baby, can ya dig?

I gotta put myself in orbit
Get away from the daily grind
Coz' the clock is the chain
On my overworked brain
And this slave just needs some time
For space!

Space (With Midi Guitar)

I am an electronic musician and songwriter. These songs lack guitar because I don't know how to play guitar and sampled guitar sucks. Guitar will be added eventually. Until then, these are basic rock and roll song structures. The equipment I used is the DAW REAPER and a bunch of VSTs.

Space

The Very Idea

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