Speak to me

Cafe Risque

Running Wild Running Free

This thing fought me every step of the way.  Through a mushroom trip, stomach upset, hate, love and ghosts in my automation lanes.

Clearly owes a lot to Pretty Hate Machine.

(Special thanks to Grandbrother for support & the first line)

Lyrics:

I tried to trust you
But fangs are for incisions
I think you know 
I'm programmed for bad decisions

Am I awake
I feel I must be dreaming
Are you real
Or simple simply scheming

You turn on and off and on a million times a minute
What you haven't noticed is my patience has a limit

(it's time for you to disconnect me)

Take me offline
Bad time sunshine

I am the fly 
Caught up in your machinery
I see you smile
And disappear into the scenery

You've got me pinned
Now it's clear what you're intending
A sparkly void
where the pain is neverending

You turn on and off and on a million times a minute
What you haven't noticed is my patience has a limit

You're content to watch me dance around at your insistence
I invite you all to watch my act of last resistance

(Its time for you to disconnect me)

Take me offline
Bad time sunshine

Offline

English Wonky Pop to lift the spirits in these dark days

Grab the new album Chippa now snippetcuts.bandcamp.com/album/chippa

Clerk Of The Office

lyrics:

come inside
this plastic tampering 
physical 
and essential struggling

nothing wrong
with my circuitry
run defiant
again uncomfortably

die sad about it
die sad about it

brightwork thoughts
i hear a middle place
coffee glance 
don’t look to glyphs to explain

headache quiet
miles to painted lights
forehead up
until i flinch inside

die sad about it
die sad about it

Die Sad About It

ATULABÉ

got stuck working on lyrics for a "serious song" so I sung this off the top of my head instead.

lyrics:

fickle beasts
who scatter at the light

run along
you're not welcome here tonight

I cast you out
this is only for me

run away and let me be

but you
can come a little closer

you could come sit beside the fire

but you
need a little tenderness

catch your breath
it'll be alright

Fickle Beasts

Just a little silly about the end of February Album Writing Month

my head is aching
my voice is all shot
spent a fortune 
on patch cables and pot

I don't wanna write another song

struggled for words
but that's how it goes
guitar pickin
turned my fingers to toes

I don't want to write another song

but when it comes out right
it's my favorite kind of magic
what it's done to the rest of my life
is just tragic

my clothes are dirty
i miss my bed
should have taken up 
gardening instead

I don't wanna write another song

I'll put this madness
firmly behind me
"Hey Aubrey, are you doing 50/90?"
I guess I'll just write another song

I Don't Wanna Write Another Song

An electronic composition, sounds created in Pure Data.

Sleeping Temple (naviarhaiku497)

La Valeur Des Icônes

they saw you,
they’re coming,
there’s no way
to run

don’t stare back,
ignore them,
those eyes in
the vent 

that voice in 
the kitchen, 
don’t answer,
don’t listen

don’t answer
the knocking,
don’t open
the door

but pray

Eugenio Granja's Album

Pray

Three-time FAWM participant, mostly a bassist but I play everything on all my tunes unless otherwise noted.  I LOVE TO COLLABORATE so hit me up.

Otherwise, I'm just a basement weirdo trying to make some tunes.

Offline

Aubrey Van Gelded

Recent comments

Cranky Rabbit

felixius

DrMew

EXITPENGUIN

Related tracks