Music

Amanda Antiques

I’m knocking on her place of business

I ring her doorbell to the dogs

They run up biting on my ankles

She jingles over when she walks

 

In with the old and out with the new

She’s selling your old clothes back to you

Just like her mother and her mother’s mother too 

Labor of love line running through

 

There’s a rooster telling the weather

And a feather quill for a pen

It’s a life that holds her together

Amanda

Antique-a

You just gotta meet her

 

Dying in my anticipation

Killing time and warming the bench

What’s the point of waiting and waiting?

Amanda

Antique-a 

You just gotta

 

Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice?

Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice?

 

Peace poles and holy rollers standing

Side by side shooting up like trees

Signs of hope or premonitions

I never know which to believe

 

And my degree’s one part companion

And one part stalling from the day

The rows of pines that hold me over

Bend into Hoboken and break

 

Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice?

Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice? Isn’t it nice?

 

I’ve got a hundred letters I said I’d never send

A hundred more in waiting just sitting round my head

And no one hears them but the 

Dust bunnies living in my brain

 

I’d write a hundred better if I could find the time

And while the clock is ticking, I walk a thinning line

Between my endless waiting and going pretty much insane

 

(Let ‘em out, let ‘em out)

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

These are the lyrics to a new song I'm working. I would love any kind of feedback so I know that what I'm trying to convey is getting across. 

Music from a Forgotten Age

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Times in 2023

Music from a Forgotten Age

 

Darkened smoke filled rooms

When Trumpet’s, Saxophones, Clarinets…..

Were all the rage.

My memories, are many.

Some are bitter, most, are.....

Sweet .

Happy times, sad times, bad times.

But all......

My times.

Some shared, with those .....that cared .

Though not that many……

The rain has gone !

Skies are blue 

Play your song, 

I'll sing along

Standing, neath your window.

I see your face behind the glass.

But you don’t see me

Seems 

it's a doomed love 

 

never meant to last

Giajl © Jim Love  

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The Sweetest Music

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Times in 2023

The Sweetest Music 

 

I ever heard ….

Was the sound of your voice. 

And it ever resonates, 

in my head.  

I hear it play…… everyday. 

Who’d have thought?

Even though I never learned its words. 

The melody melted my heart. 

Causing tears to fall, to ever ……flow. 

Clouding my mind.

Sometimes a mere moment, can last a lifetime. 

While love……

In all its forms 

 

will be with us, for all eternity…….

Giajl © Jim Love  

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know you through music

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2023

another lazy night with my heartbeat in my ears

wondering how the clouds moved so low

 

another morning half awake

with your arms around me

 

another day we are cracking up at-

basically nothing

basically everything

how the fuck is this real

 

you leave and this song scratches at the part of my brain

that wants to know you like I know this world

to know you like I know only endings

to know you like I know myself

to know you like I know the oldest songs

to listen to you like this

a long hug and to not let go

 

our shadows are touching

I am half the things I want to be

and all the things I am trying to get rid of

 

but this melody has made me

and someday it might break me down

like the way that our paths collide,

the way that I hear you speak

between measures

so I’ll follow this rhythm

like it will build my heart

 

who knows

maybe it will

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 4/6/23

—Nagsasalita din ba ang Gitara?








—Nagsasalita din ba ang Gitara?





Nagsasalita din ba ang gitara?
'yun ang tanong
ng 'di kamiyembro
ng banda.



Ang Tambol naman
ay nagpahiwatig ng

pagkadismaya.



Subalit

maganda't
may Biyolin o

Orkestra!



Halina't sumama,
tara na't gumala,
parang ibon—
ang paanyaya.



Sapagkat ito ay katagang
madalang sabihin

marahil napadalas pa—



Kung ang kalungkutan ay

natatamasa
malugod ang pagdiriwang

ang alintana!



Kung ang tinataglay
ay tila bang
nawawaglit na,



pagkalupaypay man at
pagkabalisa,



tuluyan nga bang
ang ating mundo ng pag-ibig

ay walang bisa?








Fat kid

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New Lyrics

Yeah I'm just a fat kid

 

I have to admit that 

I'm just a fat ass

A junkie for junk food

Give me a meal for two

I go to the drive thru

And order the menu

Then I'll order take out

And clean their supply out

 

Cause I'm a really really

Really really

Really really

Fat kid

 

Teen girl: 'Ew, gross! That kid is so fat, he literally makes me want to gag, like seriously, look at how fat that kid is.' 

 

I've got double wide chins

I've got really big tits

But I'm not even a chick

I can't even see my dick

And I'm not even 10 yet

I'm just so damn bloated

I can't sit on the toilet

Without taking a huge shit

 

Cause I'm a really really

Really really

Really really

Fat kid

Yeah I'm just a fat ass fucking kid

 

Kid: 'I'm so fat that when I do jumping jacks people think there's an earthquake happening'

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Finished 2/3/23.

 Ok, my inspiration for this one was definitely Stephen Lynch, if you've never heard of him, I encourage you to look him up. He does stand up comedy, but with songs he writes. I would love it if he could put this to music one day. 

 

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America's Suicide

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Welcome to America,

We have on-tap medication

Instant gratification

And sex is the main attraction

On every TV show

There are countless regulations

Gender neutralization

And guns bought without discretion

By some mental psycho

 

Living in America,

You'll find public degradation

Racial intensification

And violence glorification 

Sits high up on a throne

There's widespread defamation 

Family demoralization

And schools force indoctrination 

Even when kids are home

 

-I hope you're happy now

We did this to ourselves 

The ship is sinking down

We're living in this hell

But you can count me out

Yeah, you can count me out- ( pre chorus)

 

-America's gone suicidal

And everyone is in denial 

America's gone suicidal

America's gone suicidal- (chorus)

 

Farewell to America,

Dying from exacerbation 

Killing what's left of this nation

And these bastards want formation 

So we will come undone

 

I hope you're happy now

We did this to ourselves

The ship is sinking down

We're living in this hell

But you can count me out

Yeah you can count me out

 

America's gone suicidal 

And everyone is in denial 

America's gone suicidal 

America's gone suicidal 

 

Prison's overpopulated 

Drugs are oversaturated

Everybody's medicated

Everything's incorporated

Sin's become domesticated

Whores are being celebrated

Churches getting compensated

Cities are all crime infested

Our freedom has been confiscated 

And everyone's been inundated 

 

But you can count me out

Yeah, you can count me out

America's gone suicidal 

And everyone is in denial 

America's gone suicidal 

And nobody showed up for trial

America's in such denial

America's gone suicidal 

 

2/1/23

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm really excited about sharing this one. Hope to see some comments on it.

2/1/23

—to one's own company (original working title: the music you play)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

—to one's own company
(original working title: the music you play)

 

 

 

 

are these leaves pure green tea,

to steep in a cup

designed so quaintly?

 

 

i know a type of

music, but not all things

jazzy

because there

could be drill rap music

which they—call—

classy

 

 

it's not a pretty picture
anymore for a degenerate

generation,

i think transnationalism

somehow creates a
nation

 

 

i just hope we don't fall
victim to this wake of
insanity—

to be foisted, with gradual

influence—to one's own

company—

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Brain Dead

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'People today are so oblivious it's like they're brain dead' (intro)

 

Oh, you got up, didn't like anything about yourself

So you decided to change everything about yourself 

Now you fucked up, don't recognize a thing about yourself

 

-It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows

In your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show

Til you're dead- (chorus)

 

Oh, you were taught, by liars and bigots just like yourself

So now you're confused and you know nothing about yourself 

Now you're just fucked,  trapped in a lie and you can't save yourself 

 

It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows

In your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show

Til you're dead

 

So when did your opinion become the truth?

Canceling the ones who don't agree with you

You're oblivious to all that's around you

You just keep singing along to your favorite tune

 

It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows in your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show til you're dead

You can keep living in your fake pretentious show til you're dead 

 

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1-1-23 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Brand new one just finished.  I think the intro pretty much sums it up. Let me know what you think. 1-1-23

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