Here are some songs.
I wrote this one a while ago. I like it. I'm hoping to make a video for it before the next Hallowe'en. I'd like to get a video camera and film some of the circus when it comes to town. I 'll update whether that happens or not.
Cursed Circus
Circus came to town yesterday
Tons o’ fun games but I wont play
A warewolf’s loose and on the prowl
Someone’s gone missing about ev’ry hour
The cursed circus took over my town
I saw a fire-breathing gnome and an evil clown
Freaky witch screaming from the forest at night
Vampires only need one clean bite
Think I’m gonnna stay in for a while
Joinin’ cursed circuses ‘aint my style
I saw an alligator man and fortune tellers who coerce
Don’t want poisoned lasagna or voodoo lady’s curse.
My dog got eaten by a giant frog
A wizard turned my sister into a log
All I can do is bar up the doors
Prep silver bullets, put garlic on the floor
The cursed circus took over my town
I saw a fire-breathing gnome and an evil clown
Freaky witch screaming from the forest at night
Vampires only need one clean bite
My dad keeps sayin’ he’s rousin up the town
Gonna take the evil circus down
Pitchforks and crosses, secret meetings underground
Planning a way past the grizzly wolfhounds
This may be the last letter I write
Dad says I’m too young but I’m ‘gonna fight
It seems to be the only option for me
Seems the only way for us people to be free
The cursed circus just took over my town
I saw a fire-breathing gnome and an evil clown
Freaky witch screaming from the forest at night
Vampires only need one clean bite
This is a new one i 'm still working on. It'll probably change but i got the chorus started last night which im happy about. Enjoy. It's a sort of folky sounding song...
Untitled Thus Far
Janie came down on the subway track
a hundred letters in her bag were stacked
Janie came down on the subway track
tossed her bag and headed on back
Billy won't you get going outta here
You're eyes are spears and laced with fear
Billy won't you get goin outta here
you rough my shirt and spill my beer
chorus: It's time to change the scene
actors, scripts, and the means,
myths are running out of steam
sacre rites seem obscene
Ted boy just keep talking like that
Let us know just where you're at
Ted boy just keep talking like that
spreading those words underneath that hat
Preacher won't you open your eyes to see
Preacher won't you set yourself free
Preacher won't you open you eyes to see
all the unlooked realities
It's time to change the scene
actors, scripts, and the means
myths are running out of steam
sacred rights seem obscene
Transcend the chains inside your head
Manifest chenge inside your head
transcend the chains inside your head
knowledgable people they can't be led
Janie came down on the subway track
a hundred letters in her bag were stacked
Janie came down on the subway track
tossed her bag and headed on back
I think im going to write something about songwriting on this blog soon because everyone writes songs differently and i think it'd be fun to talk about the process.
ONe more song for now...
this one is a sort of east coast pirate song. there's no music for it yet
A Drifter’s Life (For Me)
Lookin out from shore
We thought our lives a bore
So we sailed to sea
To find our fee
To the life that’d give us more
We sat down by the fire
Shapin’ plans we would conspire
But the shore line broke
And the pleasant folk
They rode out in a bellied choir:
its a drifters life for me
Give me rags an’ let me be
For a luxury’s game
Wins ya nothing but fame
And a sore head all the same
And the mother of tha land
She gave us barley from her hand
But the caves were chilly
For the folks unwilling
So we left and made new plans
Some treasure’s never found
Some treasure’s underground
Some treasure’s worth nothin’
To a greedy lil’ muffin
Who’s just lookin’ to be crown’d
its a drifters life for me
Give me rags an’ let me be
For a luxury’s game
Wins ya nothing but fame
And a sore head all the same
No comments:
Post a Comment