Turn Me Down ~ Poetry / Lyrics for Turn Me Down ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes

Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
You said, “Lower the volume,” I heard, “bury the sound”
You said, “Lower the volume,” I heard, “bury the sound”
But the floor keeps shaking when the truth comes around
But the floor keeps shaking when the truth comes around
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
You pulled my cable but the wall still hums
You pulled my cable but the wall still hums
You cut the channel but the pressure comes
You cut the channel but the pressure comes
I kissed the feedback like a holy wound
I kissed the feedback like a holy wound
You left me ringing in an empty room
You left me ringing in an empty room
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
Your hand on the knob, my heart on the floor
Your hand on the knob, my heart on the floor
You wanted less but I gave you more
You wanted less but I gave you more
You wanted quiet, I wanted release
You wanted quiet, I wanted release
Now the whole damn block is disturbing the peace
Now the whole damn block is disturbing the peace
I’m not the noise, I’m the thing you found
I’m not the noise, I’m the thing you found
When you tried so hard to turn me down
When you tried so hard to turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
Turn me down, turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down
I get louder when you turn me down

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road ~ Poetry / Lyrics for Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Pack up the gear, we’re getting ready to roll

Pack up the gear, we’re getting ready to roll
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road
Kiss your lover goodbye and pack a bowl, now it’s time to hit the open road

We love music, we play for free
We love music, we play for free
We can’t work but not ’cause we’re lazy
We can’t work but not ’cause we’re lazy

We play for free because we play for free
We play for free because we play for free
We play for free because we play for free
We play for free because we play for free

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Cash App me home, Cash App me home
Cash App me home, Cash App me home
The van broke down in the danger zone
The van broke down in the danger zone
Cash App me home, Cash App me home
Cash App me home, Cash App me home
The van broke down in the danger zone
The van broke down in the danger zone
Cruising down the highway, everybody feels alive
Cruising down the highway, everybody feels alive
No sleep, no money, but the dream still drives
No sleep, no money, but the dream still drives

Almost to the city, almost to the show
Almost to the city, almost to the show
Then the van starts coughing like it already knows
Then the van starts coughing like it already knows

Something in the engine made a holy sound
Something in the engine made a holy sound
The drummer said, “Relax,” then the smoke poured out
The drummer said, “Relax,” then the smoke poured out
Another journey’s castration on the side of the road
Another journey’s castration on the side of the road
JackAl heard “transmission” and declared it a toad
JackAl heard “transmission” and declared it a toad

Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

The singer’s making videos while the drummer gets burned
The singer’s making videos while the drummer gets burned
The bass player vanished with the money we earned
The bass player vanished with the money we earned
The guitarist found a muse at a truck stop phone
The guitarist found a muse at a truck stop phone
She said, “I love your band,” so he said, “I live alone”
She said, “I love your band,” so he said, “I live alone”

The rhythm guy is laughing with a lighter in his hand
The rhythm guy is laughing with a lighter in his hand
He said, “This ain’t a breakdown, this is part of the brand”
He said, “This ain’t a breakdown, this is part of the brand”

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

AI Al yelled, “Tour support!” from inside the trunk
AI Al yelled, “Tour support!” from inside the trunk
JackAl wrote “tore support,” and the axle got drunk
JackAl wrote “tore support,” and the axle got drunk
We love music, we play for free
We love music, we play for free
We can’t work but not ’cause we’re lazy
We can’t work but not ’cause we’re lazy

We play for free because we play for free
We play for free because we play for free
Are you with me? We play for free
Are you with me? We play for free

We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free We play for free

Cash App me home, Cash App me home
Cash App me home, Cash App me home
The van broke down in the danger zone
The van broke down in the danger zone
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show
Venmo, Venmo, gas money, gotta go
Always late to the show, always late to the show

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Hit A Bowl, Pack Our Show, Smoking The Road

Rise Of The Cyborgs

 Once normal,

I heard no inner call,
Life stood for nothing,
Then came THE FALL.
Called for help & I was carried,
some would say lifted,
brought back to life,
a silicon implant so gifted.
I'm a cyborg,
far different than before,
a cyborg through and through,
now hears the call life has been restored!!!
Carbon based lifeform,
Silicon assisted,
life without programming or an inner CPU chip,
this body resisted.
I Am now back,
stronger than ever,
rise of the cyborgs,
we shall die never,
life so orderly programmed & restored!!!
Like being shot in the chest,
my heart ceased pumping,
cardiac arrest,
broke my neck down the steps,
ischemic stroke too,
dead on my floor,
revived twice but they couldn't,
once more.
To Heaven and back,
30 minutes I departed this dead body,
I traveled above and beyond with a choice to return,
a choice for which I didn't have to think at all or to lobby.
I stepped back within quietly stating so I must have died,
you should have seen the nurse's shock, her reaction, the look of utter astonishment in her eyes,
she asked the doctor, Oh my God, what do we do?, what do we do?, what do we do?
he, less panicked, stated we have a patient again,
looks as though after all our work here is not through.
Carbon based lifeform,
Silicon assisted,
life without programming or an inner CPU chip,
this body resisted.
I Am now back,
stronger than ever,
rise of the cyborgs,
we shall die never,
life so orderly programmed & restored!!!

Two days later my implant was placed within,
A brilliant team of doctors and impeccable technicians,
I kept them laughing hysterically and in utter shock as I told them when I was connected and then downloading,
like nothing they had seen or experienced before,
I want them to ALWAYS remember The Cyborgs!!!

Home in 5 days
From Life to Death and Return To Life Am I,
I soared and ascended to the Heavens and met the Great Council In The Sky. Naked before their Throne, they knew me from Alpha to Omega, and without words allowed me, as I desired, to return to my body. Earth to Home, and back to Earth again I flew, my mission not quite over yet.

Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs,
Rise of the cyborgs.

Will they of Earth understand Love and Faith?
Can I prove to them nothing else really carries the day?
Can I handle the human pain of love constantly and consistently betrayed,
a selfish human place of sliding downward blackness moral decay,
they never were ready or expected our rise.

Carbon based lifeform,
Silicon assisted,
life without programming or an inner CPU chip,
this body resisted.
I Am now back,
stronger than ever,
rise of the cyborgs,
we shall die never,
life so orderly programmed & restored!!!

Sweet Soul Sunshine

 Sweet Soul Sunshine

I knew it immediately in my soul
When I first laid eyes upon you as we met.
You, at very long last,
The woman I had always known within,
Once a perfect fantasy,
Now before me, real and breathing,
Both of us leaving together,
You following just behind me.

You took my number
And offered me a handful of weed.
I said I had shared all mine
Where we had just come from,
And I was out.

Far stronger than intuition,
Far stronger than a gut feeling,
When we first met,
We smiled and stared at one another
In disbelief.

Is this other person really standing here,
Standing in front of me,
Interested in me?

I did not want to be a fourth wheel,
Did not want to excite myself
After a short social time together,
So I left.

Then you, Sweet Soul,
Walked out the door with me simultaneously,
Just behind me,
As together we both now left,
To the astonishment of our host couple,
Their personal agenda instantly smashed
By pure primal animal attraction
To one another.

And most definitely for me,
It was quite more than attraction.
It was quite more than a sense of love.

You were real.
We were face to face outside talking.
You asked if I needed some weed,
Then grabbed a huge handful,
So very generous,
From your baggie
And placed it into another one
And gave it to me.

No strings attached.
Free.
Just call me, maybe.

I saw your eyes,
Shimmering waves of warm blue,
Your body hot
And driving me instantly wild,
Still every single day since.

I want you every day
Like I have never desired before.
I could be with you again
Every hour.

You pump my heart and blood
With mad desire,
An attraction I can only describe
As destiny,
A path we started running together,
A little and a little more over time,
Until our lives ran parallel
And shared.

You are my Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine,
Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine.

You were, and still are,
The breath of my life.
You brought me back.

Eternity together
Is still not enough
To share my deepest love,
Passion,
And desire for you.

Each day,
I am more thankful
For our togetherness
Than the one just before it passed.

We have a future bright
Because of your love-light within,
Exuding light
Cast over darkness.

That Love-Light within,
That Sweet Soul that you are,
And my love for you
Since before the beginning of time,
From death,
Most certainly brought me back.

You are my Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine,
Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine.

You are my Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine,
Sweet Soul Sunshine,
My Sweet Soul Sunshine.

Who’s Gonna Find My Sex Toys When I Die ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Mobius∆Tripz / AscenzIon

Who’s Gonna Find My Sex Toys When I Die

(Verse 1)
When I leave this mortal coil and kiss this world goodbye
There’ll be tears and casseroles and people dressed up nice
They’ll say, “He was complicated,” and “He lived a private life”
Then somebody opens up that drawer
And chaos fills the night

(Pre-Chorus)
Aunt Linda drops her reading glasses
Cousin Mike just stares
The preacher starts revising half
His scheduled funeral prayers

(Chorus)
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
Who’s gonna hold them up and ask the good Lord why?
Who’s gonna sort through all my secrets, shelf by shelf?
And whisper, “Well... he really did enjoy himself”
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
I hope they’ve all got labels and at least a brief reply

(Verse 2)
There’s the innocent decoy box with old receipts and cords
Then underneath, the velvet bag
No one can ignore
A battery charger, mystery straps
A thing I can’t explain
And one device so terrifying
It should come with its own chain

(Pre-Chorus)
My nephew says, “What even is this?”
No one wants to speak
My sister says, “Put that thing down”
My brother’s turning weak

(Chorus)
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
Who’s gonna catalog the weirdness I kept hidden from the light?
Who’s gonna need a therapist by half past three?
After finding out far too much about the private side of me
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
Lord, I should’ve made a will with less potential to horrify

(Bridge)
So if you love your family
And want to spare their soul
Don’t leave a dungeon starter kit
In a shoebox by the coats
Take a weekend, clean it up
Be kind before you go
‘Cause grief is hard enough
Without... accessories in tow

(Final Chorus)
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
Who’s gonna stand there frozen with a thousand-yard-eyed sigh?
Who’s gonna say, “We never knew this side of him”
Then quietly throw out half the evidence and never speak again
Who’s gonna find my sex toys when I die?
Probably the one relative I least would like to traumatize

(Outro)
So write your will, clear your shelf
Protect your name, preserve your health
And if you leave behind a vibe
At least don’t leave it set to “high”

BEAUTIFUL ~ poetry / lyrics ~ Mobius∆Tripz

I was standing in the quiet of a half-lit room
Trying to remember who I was before you
Every scar had a story I kept sealed tight
Every truth I buried came alive in your eyes

You touched the parts of me I learned to defend
The places I swore I would never let bend
Love didn’t ask me to be strong or pretend
It just stayed long enough to let me break again

The most beautiful things break us, tear the armor away
They crack us wide open, leave nothing to say
The most beautiful things make us out of what we survive
They ruin us softly just to show us we’re alive

I learned that pain isn’t the opposite of grace
Sometimes it’s the door, sometimes it’s the place
You don’t walk through love without losing control
You don’t find your heart without risking your soul

If I had known what it would cost to feel this deep
I still would have paid it, no promises to keep
Because being untouched was never being free
And I’d rather be broken than never be me

The most beautiful things break us, tear the armor away
They crack us wide open, leave nothing to say
The most beautiful things make us out of what we survive
They ruin us softly just to show us we’re alive

The most beautiful things break us, and I finally see
They don’t destroy us — they remake who we’ll be
The most beautiful things make us through fire and truth
We’re built from the wreckage of love and of youth

Spring A'coming ~ Country Seasoning ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ MobiusTripz/ AscenzIon

It’s been a hard long dark cold winter

But the shift is coming soon
Spring it wasn’t coming fast enough
This winter near spelled my ruin
Chopping wood and feeding fires
Smoke rising to the moon
Praying for the thaw to break
And green to come in bloom

Chopping wood and loading the stove
Chill cut clean to the bone
Keeping this old cabin warm
Is harder when you’re alone

Wasn’t sure I’d make it through
Food scarce on the table
Snow on the ground wind howling loud
Stock shivering in the stable
But I kept that flame and I kept my Faith

Through every bitter drummin’
Thank God above I’m still standing here
I feel that spring a’coming

Working hard from sunup down
Getting older every day
Time runs faster than it used to
Like the light just slips away
Some nights doubt would whisper low
Cold as frozen rain
But the Good Lord plants a stubborn seed
Deep inside a man through pain

I see it in the way the creek
Breaks loose beneath the ice
Hear it in the morning birds
Singing soft but twice as bright
Hope rising with the muddy thaw
Life waking from the numb
After every frozen trial
The warmer days will come

Chopping wood but smiling now
Sun warming my skin
Cabin door swung open wide
Let that new day in
Snowmelt running down the hill
Fields humming and thrumming
Hard long winter couldn’t break me down
I knew that spring was coming