Rock/rap song from my album, Love, Sin and Vengeance

Somekinda life here in workalot town
Everybody looks like a damn circus clown
With made up eyes and an oversized frown,
It’s some kinda life here in workalot town
Some people ride on another’s big back
Clutch to the one on the honest track
No sense toilin with the lyin knack,
They get paid well it’s documented fact
Feel you sorry for your lost state?
Health care will pay for you to lose weight
Fix your mind and confidence inflate
Do everything so you won’t be late

Won’t you pray to the politician
Pray, pray 
Maybe with a dollar bill he’ll make a decision
Instead he smiles with silent derision
You mind and his on a terminal collision

Some kinda life here in workalot town
Where a thousand-dollar bill gets a hole in the ground
Credit is our god, as we mortgage our pounds
To the bank and bills all of us are bound
Some say it’s wonderful, some say it’s great
These be the ones with the hunger insatiable
Steal beg and borrow for a new consumable
Sold on Ebay for a price deplorable

Won’t you pray to the politician
Pray, pray 
Maybe with a dollar bill he’ll make a decision
Instead he smiles with silent derision
You mind and his on a terminal collision

Get in line, get in line, 
there’s a long line here for everything
Said you’ve been waitin since before six-thirty
It’s too damn bad, too damn bad.
Get in line, get line,
There’s a long line here for everything
Bills, cars, everything you know
it’s too damn bad too damn bad.

Won’t you quit your job to fight for your cause
Try to change these corrupted laws
Fight interest groups with the poison claws
Leave you broken; your integrity mauled
Think you an honest, upright hero
When they’re through you’re gonna be a zero
Media masturbates the sideshow shtick
A symphony of sin, won’t you take a lick

Let us pray, let us pray.
Baby let us pray, Friends, let us pray.

Let Us Pray

Song from my soon to be released sixteenth album

Lady time with obsidian eyes, lookin fine with decadent thighs
Licks her lips with promise of bliss, makes me wish for a tongue and kiss

Racetrack curves on a body to burn, shakin me to the ground 
Luscious mounds with a fiery crown, breakin me to the ground 
With a grin of sin, I’m her violin, playin me to the point, 
No escape from the woman of fate, she got me in a checkmate

Mount me saddle me rein me in, beat onto my chest
Use your knees till I’m beggin baby please

Ride me pretty girl, oh, yes please, Ride me pretty girl
Ride me pretty girl, don’t you tease, ride me pretty girl
Take what you want, gimmie what I need, you sweet athlete
Ride me pretty girl, ride me pretty girl, ride me please

She’s saccharin sween with exotic heat, bringin me to a boil
A greedy lover under the covers, all she wants is more, more more. 

take me shake me baby don’t break me, never ever let me go
lock me rock me are you gonna shock me, never ever let me go
Tappin my feet, to the thick downbeat, time lady take it slow
Watch the clock, so we don’t get caught, so damned hot 

Ride me pretty girl, oh, yes please, Ride me pretty girl
Ride me pretty girl, don’t you tease, ride me pretty girl
Take what you want, gimmie what I need, 
Ride me pretty girl, ride me pretty girl, ride me please

Ride Me

Hard Rock political track from my upcoming album

Fire in the streets, fire in the soul
The radical youth fight the system of control
Street march, tweeted on the message boards
Tear the system down

The broken worker wage, the constant division
The failure of the state to make a social commitment
The underhanded greed of the politician man
Tear the system down

Down with the businessman
Down with the greedy man
Down with the thoughtless slaves
Bury down in the grave

See them all smile on the TV screen
Sellin racist lies doused in gasoline
They got no shame, the fascist machine
Tear the system down

Tired of the voter intimidation
Tired of the smug satisfied politician
raise your voice, raise your fist
tear the system down

Down with the businessman
Down with the greedy man
Down with the thoughtless slaves
Bury down in the grave
Set fire to a revolution
Conspire for a new solution
Make ‘em pray for absolution
Tear the system down

see them all laugh on the tv screen
fannin the flames with kerosene
they think they’ve got the monopoly
control over all the bureaucracy
The new generation will take a stand
Fight for the right of woman and man
Never take your eyes from the bogeyman 
Tear the system down

Tear The System Down

Alternative Rock track from my upcoming album, Reality Monster

The pattern to the maze is transparent
I’ve seen it all with these eyes
Every turn memorized, 
No surprise to be defined
The view suddenly stagnant
Out the window the same old fields
Television sputter repugnant
A churn of chum to these ears

Can you disappoint, when I already know
The moves you’re gonna make
Can you entertain when I’ve already been
Where you wanna go
I wish I could give a reaction
Lift my lips with a sincere grin
I guess this is called depression
Livin a life with a bottle of gin

The likeness lies, the mirror cries
A villain laughs, in my photograph
I’m deified, yet compromised
Is there escape, from my heavy cape

A weepin man is alone in this land
A forgotten puzzle no one cares to fit
No one sees the struggle or feels the pain
Drivin home alone again and again
The world that you see is still sanitized
Reality monster too much to hide
So, we go along with the distraction
Of food and fuck and the media life

The age of destruction has come and gone
Leavin poor souls in the desperate wake
Clingin to hope in a time of despair
Prayin to the god that He will really care
A fall of heroes, kills our faith
Kindles the fire of fear inside
The loss of leaders, makes the case
To restore the bond between our lives

The likeness lies, the mirror cries
A villain laughs, in my photograph
Petrified and paralyzed
Such a heavy weight, that I contemplate

A knock at the door, the blood on the floor
Screams in the hall, at the hero’s fall

The Villain In The Mirror

Rock track from my upcoming album, Reality Monster.

It’s in a woman’s smile when she’s bouncing in her seat
And in a schoolboy’s feet as he keeps the beat
The rhythm of the rock and the swing of roll
Spreadin the joy to the people’s souls

You say you wanna rock
You say you wanna roll
You say you wanna rock
Down to your soul
Step to the mic
Lose control

Hell yeah we’re gonna rock
Gonna break the rules
Stompin our feet
To the souped-up blues
Got a nasty drummer with the crazy fills
Got a slammin bass with riffin skills
pray to the god of the rock machine
kneel in the church of electricity
Slingin my guitar in a bitchin band
Rockin the faithful all across the land

Hey, can you hear, the sweet sweet rock and roll

You say you wanna rock
You say you wanna roll
You say you wanna rock
Down to your soul
Step to the mic
Lose control

Hell yeah we got the rock in the city streets
Singin and drinkin on the hot concrete
Hell yeah we can roll on the country farm
Raisin the roof on your daddy’s barn
	Pray to the god of the rock machine
	Kneel in the church of electricity
Watchin the fingers of the guitar savior
Teachin the children how to be a player

Got the babe?
Got the booze?
Got a crew
Playin the blues?
Take the mic
Take the stage
Play the guitar

Sweet Rock And Roll

From my upcoming album, License to Conquer

Hey, hey victory 
On and on, goes the beat
The one you never hear
The one you can’t defeat
See it in my eyes the passion inside
The one you’ll never know
Hear it in my voice that killer groan
On, and on
Can it even be defined the delight in my eyes?
As the might in my body defies the odds

We raise our hands in victory 

A new lease on life, license to conquer
Motive resurrected in the heart and soul
Feel the heat
The body’s tuned, the mind is sharp
Got determination baby to break ahead
	On and on goes the beat
	On and on I will defeat

We raise our hands in victory

You think you got game well I’m bringing the pain
When the fight is done they’ll be singing my name
I been the student and the teacher right now I’m the preacher
Spreading my message to a billion souls

Celebrate in the streets my people, raise your hands
Celebrate in the fields my people, raise your hands
Celebrate like we rule the world, raise your hands

On, and on Feel the beat
On, and on No defeat

Victory

Epic hard rock track from my album, License to Conquer

Destroy

Heavy metal track from my album, License to Conquer

Come to my kitchen, children of light
Said the old witch on the cold dark night
Drink my nectar of the gods
Imbibe my mead by the burning log
Rest your head on the soft straw bed
Close your eyes and dream
Don’t be disturbed by the cries and screams
Just a love letter from the dead
From the dead
Just a love letter 
From the dead

Open your eyes new children of mine
Said the old witch with the bulging eyes
Spread your arms with spectral wings
Clench your fists with pale white skin
Feel the yearning deep inside
For the drink of boiling blood
Don’t you listen to the shrieking cries
Just complaints, from the dead
Just a love letter, from the dead

Raise your eyes, To the sky
Spread your wings and fly up high
Clench your teeth, On the thigh
Suckle the blood from the terrified 
Take the feast, Eat the meat
Do what you need to be satisfied
Ride the storm, Raise your knife
Be reborn

Now you’ve seen what you could be
Said the old witch with the second sight
To rule for all eternity
On kingdoms made from blood

Innocence lost in a forest of feast
Children never more
Swing the scythe and sword of death
Take what is the best
make your choice

Love Letter From The Dead

Fight song from my recent album, The Mammoth in the Room

You got another minute till they cut the lights
You got no choice, you just gotta fight
One more point and you’re out the door
You got no choice, you just gotta fight

Fight, fight, fight,
Are you gonna fight?

The fool in the crowd keeps callin you a clown
You got no choice, you just gotta fight
If you wanna win you gotta get one more
You got no choice, you just gotta fight
They say you never win when the score’s this tight
You got no choice, you just gotta fight
Your body maybe breaking your mind says quit
You got no choice, you just gotta fight

Fight, fight, fight,
Are you gonna fight?

The crowd’s on the ground yelling for one more
You got no choice, you just gotta fight
The kid in the stands is gonna cry
You got no choice, you just gotta fight. 

Fight, fight, fight,
Are you gonna fight?

19 the mammoth in the room

Are You Gonna Fight?

Rock song from my thirteenth album, The Hunt of Jaxon Hale

On another dry and dusty road
Runs the agent man
In a doctor’s guise or a butler’s clothes
Runs the agent man

Danger, and death, is in his eyes,
The eyes of the agent man
A confident gaze, it hides the lies
Of the agent man

He gives you hope, while you die
And does it all with a smile
he takes what he needs, steals what he please
a villan and a hero

Say your prayers for the Villhero
Say, your prayers, for the Villhero
The one who taints his eternal soul
Pray, for the Villhero 
Pray, for this man

Oh, the demon of death
Oh, deep in his eyes
Oh, the angel of life
Oh, they fight inside

left the life of joy behind
to forge a better world
left the hope of salvation behind
to forge a better world
Say your prayers for the Villhero
Say, your prayers, for the Villhero
The one who taints his eternal soul
Pray, for the Villhero

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