My first attempt at songwriting. Recorded in a small cloakroom (only decent acoustic in the house). Self-taught and composed on Garageband. Beat produced by j'san.

Lyrics:

In this dream I wake
Nowhere to escape
Viruses clawing through the door
Spreading through the landscape
Now the floor begins to quake 
Cause the man in black is here, spreads fear, 
magnetic pulses run down his beard like tears
I’m being chased
Up skyscrapers
In order to erase
The rain and lightning is very frightening, climbing 
His grandfather clock chiming
And I’m pushed till the glass breaks
shatters like a marble plate
Falling heavily, can you relate?
Pieces scattered everywhere, in his black hair
I’m flung right in the air
And down to the ground
In slow motion
A commotion, like a locomotive
I look up, guns spray, lock and loaded
And the floor rushes up
I grit my teeth
Wake up feel the breeze, I can’t breathe
Open the window, drop to my knees 
Staring at the weather, rain drops like feathers
But the man in black cloud stains, darkness soaked and I feel real pain
When his grin is shady. The window slams shut. 
I’m far from ready, when this two metre rule is a deep cut
We morph to the street, like a sneeze drenched up
he’s getting closer, couple metres away from game over
Cause I’m still dreaming, He’s standing upside down on the ceiling!

(interlude)
"Hello, hi sorry to call up so early, could you please put me through to someone thank you?"
(pause)
"Good morning, erm, I'm calling because I just had an incredible nightmare that I had the virus, erm, I don't have any of the symptoms, but I feel like I do? (coughs)oh no..."

Covid 19, what a fucking disease, I was 21 years old, down on my knees I thought I couldn’t breathe
20/20’s a mess, 
From the start, heartbreak, lungs fill with waste before I run out of breath
It isn’t fair (Isolation’s not over yet)
So forget laying down, and start writing your will
Fuck Trump, for acting like a clown, he’s so Netflix and Chill, 
The name’s Big Lou, I’m back and I’m brill, take a stand, I’m so ill, you know these words I spray they will kill. 
Ha! Get it? They will ‘spray’, they will ‘kill’

Nah, day past, blue mask on, my task to breathe, yellow gloves are strong
I’d like to believe my fam in India, never see what I’ve become
Cause I was gray, so I didn’t tell them 
Something’s wrong, am I going to die?
My brain’s a-fry, this body’s sick
Better Escape and fly away quick

Covid 19, what a fucking disease, 
People are now hoarding food on the streets
I must retreat from this screen before I’m lost in a dream
Twenty-One-year-old gone insane from defeat
So fuck Trumps tweets,
I’m down on my knees
Is god a cheat?
All I see is burning trees
Let’s appease
Lock’s broken 
with heart keys
Her expertise. 
I wish I was dead

Poison runs rapid, bleeding from my heart through my chest
I’m a mess, depressed like the catacombs seething from my mind to my breast 
It’s a test, my great uncle dies, he was ninety one, this I can’t process
So yes, I’m crying looking out the same old fucking window at death!

Symphony No.19 in C Major

A single for all the hay fever massive! 

Homegrown in my bedroom using Garageband. Beat produced by UNKLE

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TnVHgsmNwo

HAYFEVER

Circus of Clowns is a freestyle rap I wrote on 01/09/20.  

Beat produced by Marc Rebillet.

Lyrics:

I hit em with a villainous mind till I’m wiping away our sins again.

Politicians cashing our time and money, (time to fuck up Big Ben)

Some shepherds steroid shottin their sheep, 
I’ve seen too many weary faces weep, 
This House has fallen asleep, 
Whilst the Commons is bleeding on the streets. 

So before doctors bust down the door, 
Boris Johnson’s gonna be all fours, 
Scraping up what’s mine and what’s yours, 
Summertime and uni is not for, it’s against.
Universal flaws are in a system we can’t amend. 
As Lil Wayne said 

'The mirror on the wall is your only friend'

Let me tell you once again, (LJ)

Covid 19 what a criminal disease,
It’s time we stand up together in the streets, 
Against politics, news and anything else that’s mean, 
I mean ...

(Trump mocking a disabled reporter sound clip)

He’s a fiend, an offence, tearing down systems and immense sobriety, 
My veins freeze up with the ice inside of me, 
This ain’t no notoriety, it’s a problem. 
NHS doing all it can to solve it. 
R Sunak with an eat out option, 
Still, they stuff money in their mouth like Green Goblins, 
No Spider-Man will stop them. 

Everything’s becoming to loud, 
Red rages through the town, 
Patience ending, 
You going back to work or are you at home waiting? 
If I’m making a statement then I’m stating that change isn’t natural, 
It’s done by people claiming their right to be heard, 
A mime act of good word, take a bow, exit the stage 
And return to the absurd mix of masks and Netflix, 
Handcuffs and dressed pigs, 

This found despairing nation is tearing us and itself down, 
The economy is ruptured, we are breaking, welcome the circus of clowns!
Here the earth is quaking, 
A result of climate change in the making, 
Education, heartbreaks, Trump, Brexit, protests for mistakes and mistakes,
Stomp the brake, swing a U turn cause there’s too much at stake,
If we don’t do this the right way we won’t end work on Friday.

Instead we’ll be sitting up late a night wondering (what went wrong), 
This sky is too grey, 
So much is at play,
Rise up today 
Because we are…

…becoming lost.

Circus of Clowns

LYRICS:

(Former Housing Minister Alok Sharma MP crying over Grenfell Tower in the House of Commons)

CHORUS

I'm rising 
I'm rising 
I'm trying to learn
How I'm blinded and burned

And I'm falling
I'm falling 
Enough of the talking
The fire is calling

I'm rising 
I'm trying to learn
How I'm blinded and burned

And I'm falling
I'm falling 
Enough of the talking
The fire is calling

VERSE 1

I got a call from the boss on my landline
1am, rolling out the fire trucks (and what?)
Struck by the thought like a landmine 
Grenfells burning, we needed that luck
Then made our way to the spot
Police cordoned off
In front of the tower, flames, smoke and fog
Rising to the top
   
It was horrendous
Disbelief 
I didn’t want to see this
Stuff of dreams
And nightmares 
I didn’t want to be there
Too much fire, too much fear
Everyone around shedding tears
But what more can you do? (what more can you do?)
When the tower's crumbling in front of you (in front of you!)
I'm just a fireman, dealing with a fire man
But this man's on fire in front of me losing his lifespan

CHORUS

VERSE 2

As soon as you step in the elevator
This place Vesuvius, no elevation
Determined to find my maker
Deterred from sound of screaming in the air
Lost in the fog, many men and I
Making our way up the stairs
All is lost, people on fire, scared
Try to soak em with water
Not ventilation, no air
So don't try to pretend
This place was built as a shell
A memorial, capsized to a living hell
They used polyethylene as the material
Cladding and padding raised by Imperial
But no one checked, no one cared
The tower caves and everyone is scared
This fire is raging
It's coming up the stairs
Please. Help. Us. God. I. Beg

(interlude of James Corden talking about Grenfell Tower)

CHORUS

I'm rising 
(I'm rising )
I'm trying to learn
How I'm blinded and burned

And I'm falling
I'm falling 
Enough of the talking
The fire is calling

VERSE 3

Burners to burners
From the hearse to the furnace
Manslaughter versus murder, 
Everybody out of order, war for reimbursement
The earners and returners hurt fighting those too nervous, the mergers
Every word inverts apologies without a purpose
Turning every page turner to a living circus,
Where victims are treated like petty vermin
Fuck the circuit, they didn't deserve this!
Grenfell's gone unheard, 
It's people have being hurted (Have been herded)
Nurses will keep working
Workers will keep merging
Three years later, switching up the scenery
Read in the papers, nothing short of misery

The curtain is lifted
The audience will see a crime has been committed
Will they resist it
Are they enlisted
Will they unite, come together or fall apart and be dismissive
These towers rise and fall 
The performance will result in
A divide, but let's see whose the fool
So make your choices

CHOICES

WARNING: this song contains the strongest language and adult themes.

Challenged to make a diss track on Wallace and Gromit's Were-Rabbit by friends, this was my product in 10 mins. No animals were acc harmed.

Beat by Mobb Deep. No copyright intended.

Lyrics
 
I see you white bunny rabbit
Slow as a taxi in traffic
Teeth like tennis racquets
My carrot’s massive you crackhead
 
I’m with Emily Graham
And we about to cause some mayhem
Big up Wallace and Gromit
Lawless and flawless before this bomb hits
 
Cause you ain’t a rabbit… you a hare
Scared for your life now that your mummy and daddy ain’t here
You’re non-existent and scared
Beware of what, nothing it ain’t there
 
So listen to me were rabbit
I’d advise you hop along
and move chop chop,
Before you drop drop in the butcher shop
 
You’re so unprepared
So when you served, your served bloody rare
 
You’re meant to be all big, bad and crazy
But all we do is wonder where?
 
*Drops mic walks out*

Were-Rabbit (Diss Track)

'Ranting on a rampage
Throwing tantrums cause I'm insane'

A result of spilling my bottle of capped emotions, thanks Covid.

Producer: Jack Marlow

CW: explicit, graphic, with use of strong language.

Louis Jaffa

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