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    March 13

    Moving Units

    Have you ever seen an idealist with grey hairs on his head
    Or successful men that keep in touch with unsuccessful friends
    You only think you did
    I could have sworn I saw it too
    But as it turns out
    It was just a clever ad for cigarettes

    'Cause if it isn't making dollars
    Then it isn't making sense
    If you aren't moving units
    Then you're not worth the expense
    If you really want to make it
    You had best remember this
    If it isn't penetration
    The it isn't worth the kiss

    We're so sorry sir
    But you did not quite make the cut this time
    And we'd appreciate it if you cleared you stuff on out by five
    Don't take it personal
    Everyone knows you did your best
    If it makes it easier
    You should look at it from our perspective

    'Cause if it isn't making dollars
    Then it isn't making sense
    If you aren't moving units
    Then you're not worth the expense
    If you really want to make it
    You had best remember this
    If it isn't penetration
    Then it isn't worth the kiss

    February 25

    Bad Diary Days

    We Barely ever fight,
    she knows that I love her.
    At first we made it everynight,
    but I don't want to bug her about it.
    She just has a funny way of lovin me.
    Found ticket stubs in the desk,
    a movie I've never seen.
    I probably shouldn't ask,
    it sounds so accusing.
    She must've forgotten to mention girls night out.

    The breakfast cereal talked
    more than we did, all day long.
    I asked her for a walk,
    but she had to be on her way.
    So I told her I knew she had been stepping out.

    She swore that she could explain.
    She swore that it would not happen again.
    She swore that she could explain.
    We both knew her words were invain.
    January 24

    Wake Up

    This is a new song about old topics... called Wake Up... half a song anyways
     
    wake up
    how can you sleep
    through all the screams
    the innocents
    are suffering
     
    wake up
    why can't you see
    that all of us are crying
    the best of us
    are dying
     
    How can you call yourself a man
    when everything you had
    you freely gave
    just for them to say
    that you could stay
    you're a winner
     
     
     
     
     
     
    December 24

    Bands with Managers

    Bands with managers
    are going places
    bands with messy hair
    and smooth white faces
     
    but you won't believe when I say
    that it won't be alright
     
    vans with 15 passengers
    are rolling over
    but I trust T  William Walsh
    and I'm not afraid to die
     
    but you don't believe when I say
    that it won't be alright
     
    cause it won't be alright
    November 25

    Criticism as Inspiration

    I saw in your bedroom

    the drawers had been emptied

    Looking for answers

    but you won't admit it now.

     

    You don't need a reason

    that's what you tell me

    but I still don't buy it

    You drink yourself silly night after night.

    It makes me feel so good to always tell you when you're wrong

    The big man that I am to always have to put you down, put you down.

    Then there's your girlfriend

    she opens her legs and

    gives your life meaning

    Is that what you love her for?

     

    The angel is always looking down

    he's perfect without frown

    the bully always wins

    It makes me feel so good to always tell you when you're wrong

    The big man that I am to always have to put you down, put you down.

    It makes me feel so good to always tell you when you're wrong

    The big man that I am to always have to put you down.

    It makes we look so good to always put you in your place.

    I can write it in a song but never say it to your face, to your face.

    When they really get to know you they will run

    what makes you think
    that it won't grow back
    in a day or two
    husbands in winter
    they know the truth
    but what can they do

    i don't like girls the way they are
    so shave their legs
    and make them look like movie stars
    then we can pretend it's natural

    put on whatever makes you attractive
    if it's not you then do it for the sake of fashion
    your friends like a certain you
    that's who you've got to be

    junior high legs
    blonde hair gone brown
    from removing it
    waxing since thirteen
    wisdom from a beauty queen
    her tiara diggin deep in her head

    i'm starting to think that i'm kind of shy
    or at least i'd like to be

    winter legs give me heart attacks
    so take it off with lasers
    so it never comes back
    then we can pretend it's natural

    November 24

    A simple plan

    the plants and the factories are perfectly run
    the workers and bosses are living as one
    people are equal people are good
    people are working as hard as they should be
    it's food for my family and clothes for my kids
    the class war is over and everyone wins
    it's such a simple plan
    to take it like a man
    but i'm not sure i can
    we fought for a decade corruption and greed
    it gave me a purpose a reason to breathe
    but now that it's over now that we've won
    it's back to my bedroom alone with a shot gun
    to think of my family no longer compels me
    with all things in common they'll manage without me
    October 20

    Hero

    I wrote a song... it's just something I wrote in a little bit cause I was bored so it's not very good, but the music was written a long time ago. It's in A minor if that means anything to you. And the base chords for most of the song are A minor and E minor. It's far from finished... but I suppose someone may look at it and give me some constructive criticism.

    I'm living in a memory
    A life I never lived
    a policy of slavery
    repentence for my sins

    I was a hero sometimes
    I was a hero when
    I was a hero in my eyes
    I was a hero then

    But sometimes heros stumble
    sometimes heros fall
    sometimes I'm not like a hero
    sometimes not at all

    I'm sorry if I let you down
    I crashed along the way
    cause heroes aren't invincible
    they damage all the same
    October 14

    Club America

    Club America by The Cure as performed by me. Some small lyrical changes and very different musical composition. First played at Wylders last year and again acoustically over the summer.

     

    I ride into your town on a big black trojan horse
    I'm looking to have some fun
    Some kind of trigger-happy intercourse
    "club america salutes you" says the girl on the door
    "we accept all major lies
    We love any kind of whore
    So go on in and enjoy...
    Go on in and enjoy!!!"

    I'm buying for my bright new friends
    Blue suzannes all round
    And my mood is heavily pregnant...
    Yeah you're right
    I couldn't help but notice your icy blue eyes
    They've been burning two holes in the sides of my head
    Since the second I arrived

    And it's not too hard to guess from your stick-on stars
    And your canary feather dress
    Your hair in such a carefully careless mess
    That you're really trying very hard to impress

    You're such a wonderful person living a fabulous life
    Sensational dazzling perfectly sized
    Such a wonderful person living a fabulous life
    Sharing it with me in club america tonight...

    So we talk for a while about some band you saw on tv
    But I don't listen to you and you don't listen to me
    Yeah it's an old routine but it's a very special part of the
    game
    And you don't really care what I call you at all
    When I can't quite remember your name

    And it's not too hard to guess from your stick-on stars
    And your canary feather dress
    The way you're so carefully couldn't care less
    That you're really trying very hard to impress

    You're such a wonderful person living a fabulous life
    Sensational dazzling perfectly sized
    Such a wonderful person living a fabulous life
    Sharing it with me tonight
    Yeah you're a wonderful person living a fabulous life
    Fantastic divine and brilliantly priced
    Such a wonderful person living a fabulous lie
    With me in club america tonight...

     


     

    October 06

    Who Shot John Lennon?

    This is a work in progress...
     
    like to send a message to the world
    a story seldom heard
    about a strange man named lennon
    telling stories without words
    can you hear this Paul?
    I don't believe in beatles
    can you hear me Paul?
    you killed him afterall
     
    Who shot John Lennon?
    I did
    I did
     
    September 10

    Fame

    everyone drives a mustang
    and everyone dresses the same
    you want to be
    in a magazine
    well everybody wants to be seen

    I want to be somebody
    I want to live another life
    I want to have more money
    I want to be in the spotlight

    everyone thinks they're famous
    and everyone confuses love and lust
    you want to be
    celebrity
    well everybody wants the same thing

    I want to be somebody
    I want to live another life
    I want to have more money
    I want to be in the spotlight

    August 07

    Starlight

    This is a song I wrote for my wonderful girlfriend... maybe someday I'll actually play it for her if I get over the shyness of it all. It's one thing the play for a crowd of drunk people in a bar it's another to play a song you wrote about someone for them. Anyways... it's not 100% done. This is my rough version of it... as always any suggestions are welcome.


    Starlight
    guide my way tonight
    be my eyes
    help me find

    my love is
    floating in the dark

    Spread your wings
    learn to fly
    let life go
    and you'll never die

    my love is
    pictured in my heart
    my love is
    silent from the start

    July 27

    Nothing

    A song for you... it's unfinished, and I just started writing the lyrics to go to the finished music, which is amazing in my humble opinion. But I figured I'd ask everyone what they thought before I finished.

    Find my way to the barstool tonight
    pour me a drink to ease my troubled mind
    find friendship in the strangers glances
    find solice in these dirty places
     
    this jukebox plays my memories
    a quarter buys you three at a time
    and if you have the chance to make it here
    I do suggest you try the wine

    Down in this bar
    I don't feel my troubles anymore
    not anymore
    Down on myself
    I don't feel anything anymore
    not anymore
    not anything
    not even me
    July 25

    Any Suggetions...?

    The band I'm in, Legends, is pretty much a 60's cover band. We do covers of the most influencial songs or bands from the that time period.
     
    We're working on putting together a new set of about 10 songs.
     
    So far I think we'll have Sister Goldenhair by America in it, While My Guitar Gently Weeps by the beatles, and I'm going to try and get some Kinks in there somewhere.
     
    I was just wondering if anyone had any song suggestions?
    July 24

    Bombs Over Broadway

    Another song for you... apparently it never actually showed up the first time I posted it so here it is now. Any suggestions are appreciated.
     
    Ticket price
    one life
    see the show
    one night
     
    bought and sold
    like bombs over broadway
    do what your told
    there's nothing left to see here
     
    fading voice
    no light
    Curtain call
    no sight
     
    bought and sold
    like bombs over broadway
    do what your told
    there's nothing left to see here
     
    nothing left to show
    nothing left to hold
    nothing left but time to go
    July 22

    Redemption Song

    This is our song,
    a song for those who can't get along
    This is our prayer,
    for those who've lost their way out there
    this is our plea,
    for those chained by fear to be freed
    this is our chance,
    to stand up for those who can't
     
    This is our redemption song
     
    this is our hope,
    that we would save when others won't
    this is our dream,
    that we could end all suffering
    this is our faith,
    that we can bring peace to this place
    this is our song,
    this is our song,
    that we sing to those who do wrong
     
    This is our redemption song
    this is our song
    July 19

    My Other Half

    I've posted a lot of my songs on here for everyone to enjoy but there is a whole section of my music that I've left off. Being a christian I do occasionally write some songs about my faith. Since I haven't put any of them up on here yet I figured I throw one up for everyones pleasure.
     
    Yeah God knows I've tried
    but everytime I fall behind
    there's a space inside this soul
    and it's bitter, dark, and it's cold
     
    God knows this side
    God knows this side
    God knows this side of me
     
    God knows I'm dumb
    all silence and devoid of love
    all terrible and full of sin
    all nothing with nothing to give
     
    God knows this side
    God knows this side
    God knows this side of me
     
     
    May 12

    Home

    can anybody help me
    I'm so confused
    when I'm left behind
    can anybody see me
    when I'm blind
    and left without you

    does anybody even care
    I'm alone again
    left in the cold
    does anybody listen
    when I'm crying
    or when I scream your name

    for all my years of wanting
    and all my tears
    I knew that you would find me
    that you would come to take me home again

    May 10

    Suburban Rain

    Well another new song for you... so far so good. The writers block seems to have left for the time being. I've been listening to a lot by John Lennon lately, so I guess this is inspired by that. Hope you enjoy it.

    I hate this street
    every house looks the same
    an SUV and
    two cars in every driveway

    Kids watch tv
    cause they can't go outside
    it's common place
    but that's the price of pride

    We don't have no picket fences here
    we don't need them, we got bars on the windows here
    and they keep us safe
    for a time

    We live in fear
    cause we got no other choice
    couldn't someone
    just tell us everything's alright?

    We don't have no picket fences here
    we don't need them, we got bars on the windows here
    and they keep us safe
    for a time

    But bars can't keep you safe forever
    they're no better than that fence

    We don't have no picket fences here
    we don't need them, we got bars on the windows here
    and they keep us safe
    for a time

    May 07

    Lovesong for the Rich and Famous

    Maybe I'm breaking my dryspell of writing and it seems to have broken with an angry streak... a politically charged, grunge inspired, rock song... something different. Finally. Hope you like it.

    See him creeping through the street
    peering through the windows
    tryin to find something to eat
    you see I'm sure he's been abused
    he looks too tired now
    and all he seems a little used

    I don't think and I don't feel
    as long as it's not happening to me
    cause how can I really relate
    if the worlds left up to fate
    I'm in my place
    and he's in his hole

    see her picking through the trash
    the things that I don't need
    live on to feed the crass
    she's dirty, she's a whore
    living on the street
    just what you're looking for

    I don't think and I don't feel
    as long as it's not happening to me
    cause how can I really relate
    if the world's left up to fate
    I'm in my place
    and she's in her hole

    This is a pretty great departure from what I've been writing more recently... and frankly it feels good.