/mu/ - Music (Temp full images)

Patience was polite,
A missionary's conscience.
At the drop of a hat
We put another on
This one sings every song
Sometimes at once
And that one brags of inventing the auto-
Matic paper towel dispenser

>>55239562
There will be hot trees now
You'll boil the trees, you fool
All spiffed up to tour the afterlife
Dip into the horizon with a cake
-knife

>>55239683
It should be just be Brief History but
it has been so long. It should be just a
Maven for the time. A Maven for the
Time not lost, not earned, but to agree
To the only ethic we believe: waste.
If you cannot take the mask off your face,
then make it the same shape. As if I could
do either. Then act as if I could. Cast
these imperatives off on someone else and
Sing and sing and shriek. If I could sing as
Order might, would I? Have I and just for
Gotten? Devil take these words from the mind
that cannot hold them. Panic, dance, your moods
Betray you fool you idiot. No, fool,
That you prefer. Seven left, unless well,
Three could be enough. Could be
Practicing your stare into the lights.
Brouhaha. Begone and lost, and found and
wander that same place. Last time away it
Was the Smell of Smoke is Gone, and this time
It is April and I Haven’t Learned your
Song. I had a vision last night and I knew
I would. A bald face lined with lighter
Shadows offered me its hand. I reached with mine
and It withdrew, just leaving the gaze of
Its one eye, speckled as with dew. I did
not expect either of these to happen;
I wanted a kaleidoscope. And you.

>>55239562
>>55239683
>>55239710
hagfish: 1-3

imagine some accompanying powerchords

Judy was a barber
I heard she cut real well
who would've ever known that she
was born and raised in hell

I heard she was the best we had
to offer here in our town

She asked me how I'd like it
Said "short, but not too short"
She looked confused, but rolled with it
should have known to abort

I'm sure she had the best intentions
in mind when I sat down
she messed with my head
now I look and feel like a clown

Dammit Judy why'd you do this to me
The demon barber of Washington Street
how could you do me like this Judy?
Come on

Penned this down last night; does it sound too pretentious or is it okay?

>Crowded yet alone, I look for doors in open spaces
>Nearly floating, I am never really there
>As if I'm living my life watching from a distance
>I am tired of pretending that I live outside my head

>>55239710
I like it but it feels more like a stream of consciousness than lyrics. I can't really imagine this working well rythmically.

Forty-eight hundred moments
and a pack of cigarettes
Twenty-six gallons of gasoline
to get this off my chest
Too many seconds and too many dimes
Thirty-two red-headed matches
six limes
A blink of an eye, an instant, a moment
it's all I feel
and I feel fine.

A bright crystal glass with two ice cubes
dripping into my T.V. tube
A hundred and six miles
everything I've got
White hot, like a bullet
just got shot
Explode
into a thousand pieces of meat
and metal
and fire
and I feel fine.

Aye, What it do, Bitch.
Cuck a fuck a doo, snitch.
Tick tack, paddywack, give a dog the flu itch.


It's a work in progress, I swear. I'm so good at the raps n hippity pop.

>you and me we both are finite
>and one day we will be dead
>but the miles of spangled starlight
>burn forever o'er your head

>long from now we will be naked
>laid to sleep under the lawn
>but the sparkling skies above us
>will still twinkle when we're gone

Bump

Verbal Fire
rattles through my brain
injecting hot syllables
into my veins
Projecting soft miracles
onto the plain things I see
the bane of my sight
my vision ain't free
locked down
tied and bound
to the depths of perception
all I can feel is my own recollection
revelation
infinite time and zero patience
my hunger will never be sated
I'll never be

my hunger will never be sated
I'll never be
Cold blooded
slow fisted sure footed
My mind will never stay
where I last put it
unbalanced unequal
I'm biased towards it
The violence
the excess
I gorge on it

Hunger will never be sated
Ill never be placated
Defile the fixtures
My minds designated
compile the compost
my sanity wasted
when this brain is gin clear
my soul has abated
retreated deflated
dissected degraded
perplexed by the phrases
I'm leaking out, phases
of feeling and phases of hatred
phases of feeling and phases of hatred.

You don't need no blades and no bullets
no physical weaponry
triggers to pull
its not necessary
making physical incisions
when all it takes
to make victims
is phonetic precision
lexical decisions
causing
Haemorrhaging Schisms

have a soundcloud if anyone is interested.

All the blame
Goes two ways
Your guarantor
Who settles scores
Well I adore him
For he that pays
My given name

Out of sight
Out of mind
Real just not today
Pissed away
My merit pay
M.I.A.
Anyone could see
Anyone can tell at a glance
And its a shame

All the same
Turn of phrase
A bill of fare
My debonair
Questionnaire
In the worst case
Was just misplaced

One or two
Just like you
Worth apprised
Down to size
Bear in mind
If it applies
Anyone can see
Anyone could tell at a glance
Given the same chance
You given me
I read the palm line
You'd do it too sometimes
Or is that too hard?

picosong.com/XwtR/

Price for the sword I knew why
Sent horses back to your crying
So goes the shield flaming sword
Pray the lord we are going
Over you
I knew what I'm supposed to

Priced to sell and to buy
Bought and sold just for crying
Priced to move and afford
Place to withhold I am going
Over you
I knew what I'm supposed to

Over you
All for you
Turned off and on
I'm
Doing it right
Praying good night
I
Meant no harm
Price for the sword
I ignored it
I
Meant no harm
Over and over

picosong.com/Xndj/

>>55240937
BANGER
A
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G
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>>55239855
imagining johnny b good chuck berry.

>>55240813
buttrock lyrics?

I never thought that it'd so simple but
I found a way
I found a wa-ay

If you open up your mind
(See what's inside)

It's gonna take some time to realize
But if you look inside
Im sure you'll find
Over your shoulder you know that I told you
I'll always be picking you up when you're down
So just look around

Oooooooohohohoughhhhhh

>>55243064
yea i'd like to hear how it goes.

>>55243352
>>55243064
https://soundcloud.com/vilehound
cheers man,
First track "HUNGER"

>I fucked lauren mayberry
>Popped her fucking cherry tree
>Nailed her so hard
>Bitch came snow on christmas trees
>Next day she went to church
>Say she need some healing
>So I kneed her vagina
>Now she need my semen

When the clocks stop working
Our work is done
We can now have my fun
Swim in the river in the forest
Behind my house
And you fall asleep in my arms
Watch as you draw your last breath
Now I can have my fun

Wrote this in like 5 seconds

ahem

Hesistant, restin in the air is the question's stare
'You down?' stares you down til a confession is pressed from you there
Without an exit this test, drives to the crest of despair
Pesterin', sanity festerin' cuz it's not fair just
Pop it in. Fuck it, you can't care where to split the hair
As soon as it hits, can't call it quits, you're in the moment's snare
So lean back and fall, cuz the river takes all
And the winner fakes all. The sinner's take is the so-called peace out like Javert

Look towards the sun, it's an endeavor
Why blind myself when it's cooler indoors
Even if I changed, though probably never
The same root problems are abundantly sure

It's not giving up, it's intended function
Forcing ideals does me no good
Cherish any bliss that finds it's way in
My strikingly sober view of the world

I'm two years old and I'm bathed in sunlight
Among the intricate web of events that will determine my life
As soon as you see what's exactly happening
Twenty years are waving goodbye

Aspirations are high at the start of summer
This year's destined to be better you'll see
Even though I know, it's a futile effort
Something has to stop the depression in me

It's not giving up, it's brutal realization
What influence you wield means nothing
Cherry buds amiss, frame moral desolation
and a strikingly sober view of the world

I'm two years old and I'm bathed in sunlight
Among the intricate web of events that will determine my life
As soon as you see what's exactly happening
Twenty years are waving goodbye

We look towards aging as a promised remedy
for things we've yet experienced but think we should achieve
As soon as you see what's exactly happening
twenty years are waving goodbye

My gypsie scum travels at breakneck speeds
trades skin for bottles all her whiskey and weed
and her five-fold rum rusting tins in the rain
feels salvation's breath heavy and eager for pain

and her old stone gypsum
you know he wallops real clean
with his own breath of death and blood
and dreams of pretty dreams of the east

(shit tier chorus)

and she aint no citizen
but her english real good
with the droughts that drain her strapped for cash
extravagance and full of self doubt

but she only walks with elegance
and i watch linger through sills

The problem with me is I smoke too much weed and I gotta believe I can one day be free but these shackles are clasped right 'round my ankles attached to the table of my own creatables

Tortured by witches and bitches they're popping my stiches on my head and my heart so I don't even know just where I should start to plug up the dam of the blood as it ran all down my hands on the clock stoping to pause hold back your applause as I fall to my knees and stifle a scream "Fuck You!" ADD and I just want to die but I can't even sit still long enough to bleed.


I suck.

Sickle cell anemia in the Soviet Union
It's in their blood
It's in their blood
It's in their blood

Imagine lots of fuzz/delay, basically garage rock, short song, not much meaning beyond a thought I had. Any ways to improve it you think?

my dick
is hard
they call me
the bard

>>55243924
digging the flow in first verse, some great alliteration and a nice bounce to the rhythm.
wondering about the pacing of the chorus, how would you deliver it?
any soundcloud?

When I Die I wanna go to heaven
But I don't wanna go to the wrong heaven
I just wanna go where I matter, but
I just hope I'm gonna need a ladder

I'm walking down the road
With one eye open and one eye closed, but
People only look me in the eye that
I got open

The storefront sign is always ono
But I forget to check
Whether or not it says
It's closed or open

Does any other body out there
Just smell like water and air
Or am I the only one, that
smells like human

I got broke some point in time
I don't know when but I don't really mind
But I'd really just like to find my
Point of origin

I've got too many thoughts, I don't
Know what's what or what's warped and wrong
It's not a flood if there's not any walls
It's just an ocean, all I know's that
People only look you in the eye, when
They want something

When I Die I wanna go to heaven
But I don't wanna go to the wrong heaven
I just wanna go where I matter, but
I just hope I'm gonna need a ladder

I'm walking down the road
With one eye open and one eye closed, but
People only look me in the eye that
I got open

We've all been touched one way or another
Hearts into springs with weight on strings
Everything's gotta keep moving
In hemoglobin

But, yeah,
I died when I was woken
Now I'm alive just left here knowing
The old you died and went to heaven, and the
New you's gonna die and go to hell

>>55244020

to be 15
to be free
from the static that's been rattling the big screen

be complaining
about anything
when there are funny jokes and things happening to me

it's safe to assume
talking about dead flowers won't make them bloom

>>55244066