I have about 300 or so written songs, mostly about bad relationships, but I also have a lot of songs talking about violence or sex in a messed up world, war, government, armageddon, suicide, mainstream hating, etc. Maybe I'll post a few of my better songs later.
I just wrote this today. This song isn't a true story, but it could easily relate to someone. Kind of a long one.
Can you see him down and a little off kilter?
I wonder what he's dreaming through that filter
Things that have messages that are subliminal
And the acts of violence which are criminal
For a life of a normal Homo-sapien;
Have you seen what a situation you've put me in?
Are you off to drown your sorrows in a slow pond
Or teeter above a highway you tip-toe on?
I'm here to announce that you're just ridiculous
For being vicious and simply meticulous
On a thorough plan to root your own existence;
Can't you tell I'm on behalf of the resistance;
Unwillingly, you don't seem to grasp the concept
With your uppers, downers, and knives as sole objects;
I've examined them on your hope chest, so what's next-
A six-foot gouge in the Earth where you'll likely rest.
For all the stoners and users you're committed to
And all the stuff that you puff you're so addicted to;
To all my friendly advice you're so conflicted to
A burial of grievance is what's predicted to.
Can you see him out and a little off kilter?
I wonder what he believes through that filter;
I once came with you to a bar that you ransacked;
I twice went with you to a car that you hijacked;
Next, you had to drown yourself in gin and spiced rum;
Then the big hit came; you didn't use a condom;
You succumbed to a one-night stand; now she's pregnant;
You're still to young to even care for an infant;
You declare that you can do nothing about it,
But I'll tell you that you can do something about it;
You can either self-destruct like a kamikaze
Or stand up and protect your land like a Nazi;
Creating a plan should be the priority
And leaving your influenced drugs the majority;
You're swallowing in this shrinking hole of denial
But obviously I can't help you reconcile.
I'm your friend and cohort...
So why can't you abort...
All the snuff that you snort...
Which makes your life distort...
Because of you...
I've gone nuts in my brain;
Am I going insane?
I've gone nuts in my veins;
They are full of disdain. (x7)(first slow, then faster)
Then it occured; you were strung out in a phone booth
Passed out as the perimedics wanted the truth;
He seemed to mudder whispers with bad pronouncing
As he laid on the stretcher, needing counseling;
In a daze, I followed behind the ambulence-
The longest trip I've ever took in Los Angeles;
Outside the thick glass window, I saw my only
True friend flatline; now he's above the world and free...