One Man Verity Show Playlist

rumbustious 'demo' (with Falsestart)


'clown redux'

music: Rentt 
lyrics, vocals, art: scotty

I put my makeup on before I hit the darkened streets.
Frighten children passing, as I pick my trick for treat.
Lure 'em to my vintage van with puppies and candy,
then tie 'em up and gag 'em so they can't release a shriek. 

Then I'll take them to the basement of an old abandoned house.
The fear that they possess is what makes me most aroused.
And when I've done my dirty work, I'll put that fire out,
and dump 'em in the woods, with their parts scattered all around. 

Call me fucking sick, I'm just a product of this world
and all you fucking people, how society's unfurled.
Try your best to catch me. Do your best to understand. 
But for every one of me there's worse things done by 'the man.'

clown redux (with Rentt)

'release' 
photo: Gems

Baby, please, will you come accompany me 
to the beach? Let's have ourselves a little scene.
We're free. In need. Let's take some golden teachers and weed,
my guitar and a backpack full of beers. Release.
You. Me. The sand. The sun. The sea and the breeze.
My, we've found a way from underneath 
all the pressures of this life and found peace.
Please, oh, please, stay with me and never leave. 

But as the sun begins to recede over the horizon I fear
tomorrow and the shit it may bring. Thoughts I've tried to make disappear. 
So I'll sit here, strum out and I'll sing until this negativity's clear.
And watch the sunset with my sweetie sittin' near. She's so sincere 

and sweet. Baby, shall we begin our retreat
to our sheets, now that daylight is bleak?
Don't speak. Meet me in a place that's deep
where we can share a love that's so unique. 

And when I wake with you next to me, I know I'll have nothing to fear.
You set my heart and mind, both, at ease each and every time that you're near.
Together we'll find eternal peace.
Into ourselves, disappear.
Perhaps, 'til one of us is deceased.
Then what? Rearview mirror?


release

'irate' with Harmful if Followed 

Harmful: lyrics, vocals
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, mandolin, guitar, cuica 

I’ve got this problem, mate.
Perhaps you could relate.
It's my woman. She's gone irate. 

Mate I’ve been telling you for years 
That crazy lady ain’t worth all them tears
She’s mentaler than you
And that’s quite hard to do 
Mate come live with me
I’ve not thought about the physical side but I suppose we could suck it and see 

Mate, everything sounds lovely.

irate (with Harmful if Followed)

'bestowed' 
https://www.instagram.com/p/DGMLO6SOijI/?next=%2F

When I waken from my sleep,
and you're laying next to me,
somewhat tangled under sheets,
my heart sings with ecstasy. 

Please don't ever let me go.
If you don't love, let me know.
Otherwise, babe, let it show,
and I will bask your love bestowed. 

For I forever only want you.

bestowed

'well, fuck me' with Falsestart

Falsestart: beat, bass, synth
Scotty: guitar, lyrics, vocals

Well, fuck me.
Is there a way to extinguish the greed,
exploitation, injustice, inequality?
Start a revolution, kill the cause to find peace. 

Are we living
enslaved or free? 

Well, fuck me.
Is there a way to extinguish the greed,
exploitation, injustice, inequality?
Start a revolution, kill the cause to find peace. 

You are no one.
Just a cog in the machine. 

Well, fuck me.
Is there a way to extinguish the greed,
exploitation, injustice, inequality?
Start a revolution, kill the cause to find peace. 

Distractions.
Buy shit and watch our TV. 

Well, fuck me.
Is there a way to extinguish the greed,
exploitation, injustice, inequality?
Start a revolution, kill the cause to find peace. 

Amass debt to exist, live. 

Well, fuck me.
Is there a way to extinguish the greed,
exploitation, injustice, inequality?
Start a revolution, kill the cause to find peace.

well, fuck me (with Falsestart)

'reachin' for the rock'

note: another live phone recording 

Well, I pay into a union that can't guarantee a job,
yet, instead protects bitchy, senior, lazy, inept slobs
who go in each and every day and bitch and fuck the dog.
It's no wonder we are sinking and are reachin' for the rock.
Fuck them all. 

These people do not realize how easy what they do
is and I just wish that I could explain it to you
but if my cover's blown then chances are that I am through
even though the words I speak are absolutely fucking true.
Fuck them all. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my job and want permanency.
It should be based on performance and not just seniority.
For these lazy, bitchy sacks of shit, and upper level greed
will sink us in the end and kill this once great company.
Fuck them all.


reachin' for the rock

'spiraling'
art: Gems
epiphine casino, pearl export acoustic kit: scotty

Girl, where have ya gone?
& why won't you pick up your phone?
You told me you'd be home.
But I'm standin' all alone. 

Spiraling inside my brain.
Certain thoughts make me insane.
I'm feeling trapped inside your game
of which I've yet to ascertain.

spiraling

Note: another shitty live spontaneous phone recording. 

Goodbye, my baby.
Farewell to pain.
Or will we make up,
do this again?
It feels so real, though,
we always pretend
it's not the real deal, so,
perhaps we should end.


goodbye, my baby

'brown flowers' 
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJNklB-uNg3/

Well, I'm not quite alone.
I have you, I guess.
I always knew I'd be a mess.
What more can I say,
My life's in disarray. 
And I keep cavin' in to stress. 

And it makes me fuckin' crazy.
Yes, it makes me quite insane.
Why can't no one fuckin' pay me
to exist within this game? 

Behind on mortgage payments. 
Ain't got no food to eat.
I'm 'bout to lose my children.
Shufflin' my feet.
I swear, they're tryin' to kill us.
I won't claim defeat.
I will take this to the street.


brown flowers

'untrue'

She's been sittin' on my steps, smokin' cigarettes,
thinkin' 'bout the sex fixin' to happen next.
She took me to her room
and, underneath the moon,
she played my bride, and, I, her groom
on wedding night, with 'I love you's
that all turned out quite untrue.

Now I'm wondering where she's gone
and if she thinks of me
when cold nights feel so long.
Oh, what could have been
if I would have been open minded then,
instead of livin' life in sin,
just fuckin'.

untrue

'suck on it' with Falsestart

Falsestart: beat, mumble track, bass, rhythm guitar
Scotty: acoustic drum kit, lead guitar, lyrics, vocals

Well, today I can't rise out of bed.
Invasive thoughts stuck in my head.
Who gives a fuck if I am dead?
Nobody but me, now, it seems.
So many loves and friendships deceased.

Now, I'll rise up and live again.
For, I've forgotten former friends
and ex-loves that were pretend.
I can, now, let it be.
There's no such thing as defeat unless you retreat.

Let's pick up our bones,
go for a stroll.
Burn through a few cones,
relent control.
Relax and let it happen, baby.
Some pushin' too hard to force this life.
Let the universe show you paradise.
It's magic. Yet, tragic
that so few care about no one but themselves.

I could care less if you are dead.
You already are, inside my head.
Your reasoning, already fled.
You think you're justified
by convincing yourself of 'truths' within lies.

Keep spiraling down those rabbit holes
of YouTube and podcasts to regain control.
It's helping nothing but you alienating 
yourself from a life, organically,
but you're too fuckin' far gone blind to see
that you're trapped in a now blackened world.

What happened to you man?
To you girl?
To you world?
We're so different.

And now I'm trapped within my head.
And all of you out there are dead.

Buy the shit.
Eat the shit.
Every bit.
Feel like shit.
Suck on it, baby.

suck on it 'demo' (with Falsestart)

'oracles'
Ultrasonic Pest Repellent: drums, bass, guitar
Scotty: lyrics, vocals
Gems: backing vocals

Well, the wind is pickin' up,
and the sea is gettin' rough.
Midday has turned to dusk,
and we're feelin' Iike we're fucked.
Yet, still, we can't get enough
'cause somehow we get some love
for spillin' out our guts
about each time we've been fucked,
and each time that we have fucked,
and each time we've lost our trust,
and each time we've showed disgust
each time we treat time with fuss.
Each time, every time, we must
treat each time like we're in lust.
Otherwise, each time will pass and we'll 
have lost each time. For what? 

Absolutely nothing, baby.
Do you trust me? Yes or maybe?
Don't be shy, babe, come persuade me.
Spill it out, now, don't be angry.
I just want you. You're my baby.
Learned to trust you. You've regained me.
Fear to love you. Yes, it pains me.
Still, I'll fuck you. You'll repay me. 

Somehow I still feel this is right.
And I can't put up no more fight.
If this consumes me, then so be it.
We'll be in movies, or some 'd' skit. 

I'm just kiddin'.
I'm just joshin'.
Why fuss hauntin'
all my dreams when
you're just kiddin',
and just joshin'.
You're just hauntin'
my dreams because you can. 

Why you gotta fuck with me? 

I'm gonna take hold of you.
Throttle your neck until you're blue.
Don't think once that this dude
won't make you swallow what you've chewed.

oracles (with Ultrasonic Pest Repellent)

'j walk'

The delicate kiss of a gentle breeze is bliss
as I've been walkin' up this hill far too long.
There's sweat dripping on my brow, and, honestly, up 'til now,
I wasn't all that sure that I could quite hold on. 

I walked down to the beach,
which, latley, has been outta reach,
to soak rays and to plant my feet in the sand.
I suppose it's not the sea,
but, still, the lake, it does for me,
what everyone else has that no-one understands. 

I'm so high, I cannot speak,
so I write these words in ink
so that I could possibly use them later.
Although my life is bleak,
I feel I offer unique 
perspectives of experiences and behaviors. 

j walk

'interyou'd'

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJpT3wlyg3N/?igsh=MTZ0MGFoeDhqMHA4ZA==

note: another shitty live phone recording

Let's make this house a home,
for I'll want you until I'm gone.
Just, please, don't leave this place
before me, as I couldn't take bein' alone.
Without you.

interyou'd

'universe of fun (in utero)'

Verity. We like verity. Music delivers us verity. It's like a universal tool to hone and send verity to our heads as therapeutic wonderfulness...

We are very proud to present the first of many organically grown collaboration between One Man Verity Show and The Beautiful Dark. This was effortless. I guess thats the other amazing thing that real musicians can share... For years we stare through our instruments at the world of music and then someday we connect and the visions combine. We'll keep comparing our world to the world of fake music until it is the fad that it should be... AI cannot deliver you a connection like we just started. You may get a remotely similar result but heres whats real... AI has never has our eyes to look at the woerld for 40 odd years with and it never will. Heres to real human connections and real music. Cheers Scotty

Lyrics

BPM 153
Timing 2/4
Tuning 440 Standard
161 Bars
Roots // Cx5, D, G // x 4 /// // G, E , D, C x 2// x 2 /// // C, C, D, D // C, C, D, G // x 2 ///  // G, E , D, C x 2//


Lyrics

To fungi moulded brain
Ha, who said we'd go insane!
To moderation main
Lined musical brain plane

To psilocybin liberty cap
Old medicine love to fill knowledge gap
Hallucinogenic conscious calm
Serves melodic thought through mouth and palm

We let finger run
Good psilocybin
Add to the birdies fun
Just doppler effect to dumb
One day, we'll all catch on
Sign ourselves to sound and sum
Good, self inflicted
Pure positive prone
Liberties begin to clone
We spread and hone
Bottoms up good planet of one

Let the fingers run
Run 'em for the Sun
Moon rise dear man
Flashbacks from fungi fun
The Universe we stun
Universe of fun

universe of fun (in utero) (with the Beautiful Dark)

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