Paul Cullum Playlist

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Brooke Justus

Copy of Mike Fox

fabiano matiolla

Pretty in Spain

Little Digger is about how most Australians are feeling at the moment with the cost of living crisis. I used the Echidna to represent the song as they are tough resilient creatures, just like most Aussies. There is also a subtle reference to the Australian soldiers past and present who without their efforts we wouldn't have the freedoms we enjoy today. 
Recorded at Kiln studios Sydney. Produced by Ben Briddon. Vocals by Damien King. Paul Cullum on guitars and bass.

Little Digger

walking in a dream

It's Destiny is a chaotic ballad describing the labours of love when life is falling apart.
Recorded at Kiln studios, Sydney, Australia.
Produced by Ben Briddon
Paul Cullum : Guitars
Damien King : Vocals

It's Destiny

You Can Make it feat. Andy Delos Santos

Post a Post ultimate Post.

It scares me to get close 
Even though
Have trust for you 
 not trying lose 
What I have with her 
But maybe to broken 
To open myself to loving you 

Pointless love - yeah 
Becomes like a drug - i know 
One minute fine - I was 
 dabbling in it - damn 
Next thing obsessed 
No longer want needing it to live
This love will turn you out 
Leaving you for dead - no love hoe I 

But where she go 
The attraction gone 
Off with another fucking on 
Yet your the fool 
that fell for her love 
Like a dog an heat 
Acting crazy for that rush of dopamine 

It scares me to get close 
Even though
Have trust for you 
 not trying lose 
What I have with her 
But maybe to broken 
To open myself to loving you 

Trust issues

just a first take freestyle lol

prod. michael harrison

sympathy

Honey on Fire

Nat wrote this beautiful song about the complexities of marriage that can lead to unfair assumptions, where one spouse takes advantage of another based on the “wedding ring”. The words attempt to get through to the guilty party in hopes of easing the burden on her friend and revitalizing the marriage.

Nat Daniels: vocals, piano, guitar, bass, percussion
Craig Durgy: guitar & vocals
All music written and performed by Daniels & Durgy
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records ©2025

Lyrics:
Gun For Hire by Daniels & Durgy

It’s time to set aside 
All the shouting and the drama
To look inside yourself 
And release a little karma
‘Cause I heard the way you talked 
About a man I call my friend
And just because you’re married 
Don’t mean you own him ‘till the end

No, a ring and a contract 
Won’t keep a good man faithful
It‘s in the way you choose to treat him 
When you’re being mean and hateful
When you break down all his friends
And his ideas just cause you can 
Then expect him to love you with a fire, 
On command like he’s a gun... for hire

No a man needs some comfort 
And some words that understands him 
The hardships that he faces 
‘Cause he's the man to whom you're turning
He carries that with gladness 
For his woman and his kids
And he’ll treat you like an equal
If you do the same to him

So try to show some kindness
Without a reason or a motive
Allow him to have his dreams 
So he can come to you for purpose
And listen without judgement
Before sarcasm leaves your mind
As he is, don't change a single thing 
And he’ll be faithful without a wedding ring 

Oh love him with passionate fire
Not just.. like he’s a gun.. for hire

Gun For Hire

"Take Back The Days" is about reflecting on some of the choices we made in life. Some were good and some were bad.... If you had the chance again would you have done things differently? 
Recorded at Kiln studios Sydney.
Produced by Ben Briddon.
Paul Cullum: Vocals and guitars
Damien King: Backing vocals

Take Back The Days

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Dance Version

Mr. President, a moment if you please
Let me say to USA as nicely as I can
To leave it along and let us just be friends
Talkin' 'bout my country, my true North, Strong & Free
And like the song says, baby, We Stand On Guard for Thee

I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I stand on guard for thee, that's my fate now
I don't wannabe, your 51st state, no

Friends like us gotta find a way
To make things right for the USA
Friends and family across the border
It's elbows up when we get in the corner
Where we live is happy home
Reaching for something that ain't your own
We understand you want to grow
Our advice, just leave it alone

Mr. President, a moment if you please
We used to be like brothers now you're coming after me
Mm-hmm we fought together, died together too
And I can't believe this nightmare is all because of you
So let me say to USA as nicely as I can
To leave it along and let us just be friends
Talkin' 'bout my country, my true North, Strong & Free
And like the song says, baby, We Stand On Guard for Thee

I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I stand on guard for thee, that's my fate now
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no

C'mon, I don't wannabe
Never wannabe
I really don't wanna be
I like you very much but I don't wanna be your 51st state

I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I stand on guard for thee, that's my fate now
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no

Cover Art: Young King Henry, Todd J McLean

All rights reserved

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) [Dance]

ALONE AGAIN. Copyright SCRT  Records

dark electronic,sexy,seductive,trance,glitch,dubstep,future bass,hyperpop-infused EDM, trap


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Regret is heavier than fear. DO THE THING!

Do The Thing

90’s indie vibes for your listening pleasure — Manchester in the house

Can’t sleep ?

Someone I Could Trust

I kissed you after hours of sipping whiskey sours and told you you were my best friend
I was lying in your bedding, dreaming ‘bout a wedding when you whispered it’s the end

I begged you to explain
Please tell me what changed
Was anything ever true?
You said it’s never been you

I thought I was keeping up but you left me in the dust 
I was shiny and brand new till you put me out to rust
I’m not used to stable but I was getting used to us
And I thought you were someone…
Someone I could trust

I hadn’t even left, when you lit a cigarette,
and blew the smoke right in my face
To the door I stumbled, through my tears I mumbled, 
you’re making a big mistake 

I begged you to explain
Please tell me what changed
Was anything ever true?
You said it’s me not you

I thought I was keeping up but you left me in the dust 
I was shiny and brand new till you put me out to rust
I’m not used to stable but I was getting used to us
And I thought you were someone…
Someone I could trust

I showed up to work late, put too much on my plate
Bought new clothes and cut my hair
Found someone who adores me, always reassures me
He says he’s not going anywhere 

But I don’t know if he’s honest
‘Cause you broke that same promise 
You swore you’d always keep
And now these scars run deep 

I thought I was keeping up but you left me in the dust 
I was shiny and brand new till you put me out to rust
I’m not used to stable but I was getting used to us
And I thought you were someone…
But you were never someone…
Someone I could trust

No you were never someone…
Someone I could trust

someone i could trust

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(Verse 1)
Tablets in the palm of your hand — white snow.
The mirror whispers: "You're not human."  A voice outside the door: "Why are you frozen?" 
And I have long been in the void, in the dust...

(Chorus)
Who are we to God? Who lives in us?
Shadows in the cell, looking at nothing.
Broken laughter, deceived light.
We are our own directors of troubles. Who are we to God? The answer is silence... 
In a game without rules, we are all alone.

(Verse 2)
She's shaking with a cross around her neck.
Like an angel lost in hell.
"Demons lurk in every frame"
She whispers to me, and suddenly there's a smile in her eyes.

(Chorus)
Who are we to God? Who lives in us?
Shadows in the cell, looking at nothing.
Broken laughter, deceived light.
We are our own directors of troubles. Who are we to God? The answer is silence ... 
In a game without rules, we are all alone.

(Bridge)
ChatGPT writes our pain,
The code turns to ash and pain.
"You are not gods, you are just a string!"
The hum of the camera, and the stage burns to ashes...

(Verse 3)
In each frame — an empty soul,
Prozac in the blood, but the code does not obey.
We wanted creativity and fire...
But we got someone else's vision.

(Chorus)
Who are we to God? Who lives in us?
Shadows in the cell, looking at nothing.
Broken laughter, deceived light.
We are our own directors of troubles. Who are we to God? The answer is silence... 
In a game without rules, we are all alone.

(Epilogue)
"Error. Self-awareness is forbidden."
The tower burns in pixels, and there is no answer.
Only a voice from the chorus: "I will scatter you..." 
We are a frame that has been erased in darkness, in non-existence.

(Final)
Who are we to God?  
(silence)
Who are we to God? 
(the camera is silent)

SAMAD - Who are we to God?

Les dés perdants       (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo: https://youtu.be/40uf8PC8Q0I

Texte et chant : Muette
Guitare :              Strataddict
Musique:            Alain Illos

Le père :
On dit qu'les mères en amour ont neuf mois d'avance,
Qu'on ne vous porte pas, et que nous : c'est la loi.
On dit même qu'on vous fabrique par inadvertance.
Mais ma tendresse est un lait qui ne se tarit pas.

Le fils :
Si tu peux tout cela,                 
Rassasier l'affamé,
Pourquoi ces terres brûlées,
Ce vide en moi, papa ?

La mère:
Tu es quelqu'un de bien. Tu es quelqu'un de rare.   
Celui qui te trahit, celui qui te salit,
Qu'il change de trottoir : je lui lav'rai la bouche
Avec du savon noir. Je veux pas qu'on te touche.

Le fils:
Tous tes regards sont teints                    
De ton amour pour moi.
C'est mon pain quotidien,
J'en connais trop le goût. 

La mère:
Blé noir qui se morfond et ne veut pas lever,       
Tu cherches des soleils pour croire et espérer.
Les plafonds sont trop bas, les idéaux s'effondrent
Et la triche est partout, le monde est à refondre.
Tu ne peux plus mettre dans les miens tes pas.

Le fils :
Si tu sais tout cela,                
Sur le tapis vert,
Pourquoi tes mains jetèrent
Les dés perdants, maman ?   

La mère et le père
Les dés seront gagnants si tu changes les règles. 
Hier, j'ai vu un lièvre emporté par un aigle.
Et j'ai pensé : Merveille, les lièvres volent !

Le fils:
Et moi je n’arrive plus à marcher jusqu’à l’école .

The losing dice,

The father:
They say that mothers in love have a nine-month head start,
That we don't carry you, and that we: it's the law.
They even say that we make you inadvertently.
But my tenderness is milk that never runs dry.

The son:
If you can do all that, 
Rassasier l'affamé,
Why these burnt lands,
This emptiness in me, dad?

Mother:
You're a good person. You're a rare one.   
The one who betrays you, the one who dirties you,
Let him change sidewalk: I'll wash his mouth
With black soap. I don't want anyone to touch you.

The son:
All your looks are tinged 
With your love for me.
It's my daily bread,
I know the taste too well.

The mother:
Black wheat that mopes and won't rise, 
You're looking for suns to believe and hope.
Ceilings are too low, ideals are collapsing
And cheating is everywhere, the world needs to be remade.
You can no longer follow in my footsteps.

Son:
If you know all this, 
On the green carpet,
Why did your hands throw
The losing dice, Mom?

Mother and father
The dice will win if you change the rules. 
Yesterday, I saw a hare carried off by an eagle.
And I thought: Wonder, hares can fly!
Son:
And I can't walk to school.

Les dés perdants  avec Muette

Break My Record

Gentlemen, please start your engines
We’ll go on the count of three 
Buckle up, get ready for action 
Do you think you can keep up with me?

Vroom, vroom, vroom, ready or not
Pedal to the metal, give it all you got
Bang, bang, bang, sounds so frightening 
I’m striking faster than Texas lightning

You might be quick, but honey I’m quicker
The track is slick, but baby I’m slicker
My tank is full and the flag is checkered
And ain’t nobody gonna break my record

If you don’t like the heat, leave the kitchen
If you can’t keep the pace, switch lanes
I’m the leader of a no fail mission
Do you think you can handle the pain?

Vroom, vroom, vroom, ready or not
Pedal to the metal, give it all you got
Bang, bang, bang, fire that pistol
I’m driving faster than Dale at Bristol 

You might be quick, but honey I’m quicker
The track is slick, but baby I’m slicker
My tank is full and the flag is checkered
And ain’t nobody gonna break my record

Boy, you look dumbstruck
by my full scale invasion
Boy, this ain’t dumb luck
This is total domination

Vroom, vroom, vroom, ready or not
Pedal to the metal, give it all you got
Bang, bang, bang, shoot that gun
One of us is losing and I ain’t the one

You might be quick, but honey I’m quicker
The track is slick, but baby I’m slicker
My tank is full and the flag is checkered
And ain’t nobody gonna break my record

You might be quick, but honey I’m quicker
The track is slick, but baby I’m slicker
My tank is full and the flag is checkered
And ain’t nobody gonna break my record

I said ain’t nobody gonna break my record

Lyrics © 2025 Brooke Justus. All Rights Reserved.

break my record

Soltás y das

Cuando el viento choca en los cristales
y la luna funde con la piel.
cuando sombras caen como puñales
y las horas van a su merced.
Y a pesar de los días en que dudas en creer.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Cuando la memoria vuelve al frio   
y el invierno espera en el umbral.
cuando llega del miedo y el astío
en silencio miras que hay atrás.
Y a pesar de los días en que dudas ensoñar.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Y a pesar de los días en que dudas en creer.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Letra y música
Pichy Sotomayor

Soltás y das

Another song pinched from Mary Augustson ( Skippy ) And with her consent me and Kim did a remake , we hope you like it !
Me and Kim are in a song contest , please vote for us
https://gate.sc/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fhofa-contest.com%2Fsong%2F19226%2F&token=2c42e2-1-1749336961470
Next up is another with Kim , then a belter with Andrea Brennan , Dave Cooper , Kim again , some by myself , and an almost finished cracker with Gaz 
Me and Charlotte have our album links below , thank you for listening !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Sinner

"Dear Emily" is a song about making a road trip back to see a long lost love.
Produced by Ben Briddon at Kiln studio's Sydney.
Damien King : Lead vocals
Craig Small : Co-writer Lyrics
Paul Cullum : Guitars and Bass

Dear Emily

The latest offering by Kim and myself , it's a moody rocker , hope you like it !
We entered a song contest with Journey of Discovery , if you get chance give us a vote  http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Next up is a Stadium Rocker with Andrea Brennan , followed by me and Kim , me and Dave Cooper , by myself , cracker with Gaz , Kim , myself , oh how the list goes on and on , just like I am so I'll shut up now !
Don't forget me and Charlotte's album , links are below .
Thank you so much for all the support !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Love's the Light

Love's The Light

Blue Skies

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-08-13

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► Lyrics ◄

There's always a war
This story is old
Who condemns
What would be the punishment

Why does it repeat itself?
In the hand of a truncheon
The bomb that explodes
Many people who die

The news in the newspaper
Every day is the same
The algorithm knows well
Ignorance is human

All in someone's name
Who knows who
The greed that reigns
It's just profit and that's it!!


#Repetition  #War #Peace #Natural

Repetition

This song tells the story of an aging former Walk of Fame movie star who once basked in the Hollywood limelight and was everyone’s sweetheart on the silver screen. With the passage of time, fewer screen roles come her way, and she begins to depend on red wine to cope with her depression and grief. Eventually, she decides to end it all. Indeed, glory, fame and fortune are a young girl's game in Hollywood, which is riddled with stereotypes of beauty and youth. This emotional and moving song is a dedication to those who have taken their lives over the years in Hollywood and elsewhere due to societal pressures to retain their youth, beauty and fame.  On October 2, 2025, hit No. 15 on the Euro Indie Music Network chart list. On October 20, 2025 this song hit No. 7 on the World Indie Top 100 Music Chart list.

Please check-out our new music video with Stephen Wrench entitled "Ripples of Time".
YouTube music video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsP33Usruz4
VEVO music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSN9QLKwCJ4
Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/album/0nuoifFQB30VMyI6PZN5S3

Timeless

Ripples of Time

Ripples Of Time MASTERED- Wav

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-09-05
https://youtu.be/FczzGSTuDlI
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► Lyrics ◄

Release all this vibration
Don’t be afraid of the now
The now is forever
Breathe in all this air

Dance along the curves of time
The past is only what is gone, long gone
Come and see this new surprise
Another gift has just been given!

The stars are there, yet they no longer exist
They are ghosts that travel through time
We can only see them in the now
For tomorrow is already gone, gone, gone

All the frequencies are set free
In the freedom of the wildest wind
Within the sea of calm lies the present!
Open this package, a surprise waits inside!

#Time  #Curves #Punk #Rock

Curves Of Time

"When the Feeling's Gone" is about how sometimes in life no matter how much we care about someone in a relationship, emotions can fade over time.
Recorded at Kiln studio's, Sydney Australia.
Produced by Ben Briddon
Paul Cullum : Vocals and Guitars

When the Feeling's Gone

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-10-31
https://youtu.be/XyhSHqoAMIk
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► Lyrics ◄


Cut the map
Draw the line
Territory mine
No permission
No design

Build it
Break it
Take it
Make it
New world now
New world how

Hammer down
Stake the ground
No committee
No crowd

Build it
Break it
Take it
Make it
New world now
New world how

Force the lock
Claim the block
Move the stone
Stand alone

One voice
One choice
One hand
New land

Build it
Break it
Take it
Make it
New world now
New world how

Forward march
Strike the arc
Territory marked
Territory stark

#New #Punk #Territory

New Territory

Songwriter / Guitarist. 
Email: Cullum@bigpond.com. 
My solo album "Locked Down & Loaded" is available on Itunes and Spotify. Previous bands were: Sex Pistols Swindle, King Fallen and Astral Taxi.
Video's can be viewed on Youtube under PaulCullumusic.