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SpinTunes #12: Round 3

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Somethin’ ‘bout the sparkle in her eye that I tried to spy When she walked by, I’ve just got to say That I had to get closer, I’ve got amoreliebephilia I fall in love a little bit with someone every day Another girl with voice so sweet that I had to meet When we shared the street I said, “Hello,” she said, “Hey…” It made my heart leap, I’ve got amoreliebephilia I fall in love a little bit with someone every day And I remember falling in love with you, too. I can’t explain why all these people make me feel like you do Somethin’ ‘bout the curve of her chin that drew me in Somethin’ ‘bout the grin when she turned my way That I just had to smile back, I’ve got amoreliebephilia I fall in love a little bit with someone everyday And I remember falling in love with you, too. I can’t explain why all these people make me feel like you do That sparkle in her eyes, that was you, and that sweet voice, too, And that grin she threw, you all the way I guess I see you everywhere, I’ve got amoreliebephilia I fall in love a little bit with someone everyday I’ve got amoreliebephilia I fall in love with you a little bit more every day
2.
the streets all look the same they’re lit with cotton candy sunsets and who’s the one to blame that all the kids smoke cigarettes and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a dangerous game and oh-me, oh-my, i guess it’s all the same i like the way the trees look just like skeletons in winter they hollow in the breeze caress the air and leave it splintered and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly fall and oh-me, oh-my, you’re left with nothing at all lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break lullaburbia where the kids run wild away from your mistakes lullaburbia where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take the diner tastes so good but something’s rotten in the store room you look so pretty dear but something’s dark behind the costume and, oh-me, oh-my, we’ve been here for so long and oh-me, oh-my, can’t you tell something’s wrong i like the way the teenage heartaches seem to linger i like the way that midnight wraps you round her little finger and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly scheme and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a dangerous dream lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break lullaburbia where the kids run wild away from your mistakes lullaburbia where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take i like the way it’s so familiar and at once so strange i like the eerie way these streets just never seem to change and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly shape and oh-me, oh-my, i just want to escape lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake lullaburbia where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break lullaburbia where the kids run wild away from your mistakes lullaburbia where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take lullaburbia lullaburbia lullaburbia
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Mareno - when the captain's clock strikes Three, oh. And there's no where left to drink, oh... but a deep and dark marine casino... that's a feeling called mareno. There's a seedy side of sailing, take your seven sins across the seven seas. That cruise ship siren's wailing, "The devil's satisfaction's guaranteed". In the devil's house, the first chip's always free. They're closing down the pool bar - there's a pitch black gale a howlin' from the east. Your conscience is a dying north star - flickering with every whiskey neat. The girl on your mind's just seventeen. The buffet's just a ghost town - grape stem tumbleweeds are rollin' deep. The soft-serve machine sounds like gnashing teeth. There's a melted chocolate puddle underneath. That dark and twisted shape begins to creep. The full moon finds you alone. The ship creaks and moan like an old foreclosed home. You find a gold and crimson stairwell - 6 flights of 6 steps a piece. Each banister's a 6 foot sword and sheath that cuts you down to the belly of the beast. Now, there be a deep morose shade of blue what cannot be felt by the soul of a land-locked dirt-dweller. Ye, though, out where the fathoms know no bounds... on the business end of a shallow rum and jagged rocks... Abandon all dignity, ye who enter here... for this... be mareno! The dealer laps a forked tongue and draws you to his russian roulette wheel. He grins a greasy grin, he loads the pill of sin, and he pulls the trigger of a windy spin. His eyes spark like neon, says "the house always wins". It felt just like dyin' as the liquor found your spleen... like the sound of your mother cryin'... you bet it all on red 17...
4.
Sunrise slowly slakes the sleep Dawn may soon be breaking Drowning dreaming in water deep Naught for Neptune; waking Laying languid lost in thought Adrift inside my bedroom Did I dream this, or am I awake? A moment of mazoom Sweet Sleep, come to me Lay down in this lagoon Day blues, a ruse to run from An ineffable moment of mazoom Mazoom is where I lie in bed Unsure of where I am I wish I didn't have to wake But I can't stay, I've got to scram Lost in lazy reverie Before the dawn of daybreak Some dimensions we can't see Feeling of mazoom Sweet Sleep, come to me Lay down in this lagoon Day blues, a ruse to run from An ineffable moment of mazoom
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The feeling when you're singing to an empty room interrupting dinner with your chords gentlemen, could you please turn it down? The feeling when you play a song for your true love and she says that this one's really good but talks over the best part, the complicated bridge Nojrelias, we'll keep on trying 50's the new 40 I've heard Nojrelias, it's not science Not everyone was built to please a crowd. The feeling of a perfect tune on your guitar Recording your idea to a click When you try to sing some words to finish it You realize you've written "Yesterday" again Nojrelias, we'll keep on trying 50's the new 40 I've heard Nojrelias, it's not science Not everyone was built to please a crowd. Nojrelias! Nojrelias! Yeah!
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Who asks for more, ye strong and proud? Who seeks to hedge against all odds, And shrink amidst a growing crowd as we sit dining with the gods? If in honour to delight be a sin then let me sin. Seize a life, take a bite, and feel the juices stain your chin. Let idle men be covetous whiles any speaks that fought with us On St. Wendigo’s Day, a battle cry so chantable. On St. Wendigo’s Day, let none of us be known as “cann’tibal”, Because we can. Anticipate the flowing nectar of our names in voices awed: Gollum, Grendel, Bateman, Lechter, Mrs. Lovett, Sweeney Todd. In seasons hence he will recall who stands with this fraternal band What feats he did and claims withal to which he hath affixed his brand. Then will he prove his spoils aheaped and thus proclaim “These cuts I reaped “On St. Wendigo’s Day, the day our flag stands plantable." On St. Wendigo’s Day, let none of us be known as “cann’tibal”, Because we can. [Instrumental Break] On St. Wendigo’s Day, hematic wine decantable. On St. Wendigo’s Day, let none of us be known as “cann’tibal”, On St. Wendigo’s Day, all heaven’s favors grantable. On St. Wendigo’s Day, let none of us be known as “cann’tibal”, Because we can.
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It seems my will has been broken You succeeded in wearing me down The dream that I thought we'd be living Has slowly been turned inside out Becoming my wrenchion di gnausque I try in vain to remember When your lips were as warm as your heart The song in your voice, now a dissonant noise That is tearing my wrenchion apart I was destined di gnausque from the start Wrenchion di gnausque Every day Wrenchion di gnausque And I pray to the heavens That the stress is just a temporary thing And someday, I will see a peaceful wrenchion once again As I pour another drink Wrenchion di gnausque I can hear the sound of your breathing But your body is facing the wall You flinch when I touch your shoulder And the darkness di gnausque soon befalls Can I salvage this wrenchion at all? Wrenchion di gnausque Every day Wrenchion di gnausque And I pray to the heavens That your words are just a temporary phase And the days will be free From all your concentrated hate But you just won't go away Wrenchion di gnausque I find the words to confront you You admit that you're working things out We kiss and we laugh like we did in the past And the evening assuages my doubts But the next day is wrenchion di gnausque And I pray to the heavens That the stress is just a temporary thing And someday, I will see a peaceful wrenchion once again
8.
Pondle Verse 1 C F When the lights go dim I go out a pondling Eb Bb C Engaging in some head talk, shuffling down the sidewalk C F You can’t really see when your heads going, you’ve pondled before but nothing to show for it Eb Bb C Yet this sunset, is calling your name Pre Chorus Am G F When you have nowhere to be Am G F Why don’t you go out and think Am G F There is peace in its simplicity Am G Maybe not having is the… Chorus C F Bb G Key to change what your life needs C F Ambiguous as it seems Bb G C There’s no searching for its meaning in you. Verse 2 C F When I just sit it doesn’t quite capture the mood of the thoughts It’s not the same rapture as Eb Bb C When I pondle along down the road C There’s nothing to gain but there’s nothing to lose F You pondle because it’s something to do Eb Bb Any more than that and you’ve lost the concept. Pre chorus Chorus (2xs)
9.
Pick up your shovels gear your screw shoes were shipping up tonight blast to the moons will dig for the state no space for doubt the mines of kron need hollowing out what can calm the belly what can calm the mind only a glass of pure filtered splyng from the craters where i swam as a child Scoops to the green sand of krons asteroid booglets and birtlys pulled from the inside payman gives bones so I can afford A bottle of splyng from the company store Sweet dreams await after one mighty sip splying on the tongue now splying on my lips splyng to my belly by way of my throat now splyng through my body splyng head to toe
10.
Ek'ke'zala, ek'ke'zala I was stumbling, stumbling in time To the heartbeat of unseen machinery I was fumbling with sparking, live lines Waiting for speech to return to me The way you crackle in my ears It’s tugging at my fears Neither of us have ever been So far from home Ek'ke'zala I was crumbling, or wishing I could Willed catastrophe to break this trajectory Truth disappearing into a sea of words Shifting, tense, nothing left to perceive I can’t read your voice Should it sing, lament, rejoice Ek'ke zala, ek'ke zala Solne kala ek’ke re’sa paal Naf’ke wae paal Naf’ke wae paal Star strewn sea without a map Asleep for weeks with no corrections Something reaches for out for me But I don’t know from which direction Could you be no different than me Desperate words for currency Broken lost alone and adrift Ek'ke zala, ek'ke zala Solne kala ek’ke re’sa paal Naf’ke wae paal Naf’ke wae paal
11.
Young dumb and wanting Flight from the unknown Can it be so easy to Forget these things I once Thought I knew? When I realize I'm the orphan Looking for a home I can't help but wonder, Am I yurtinflorfum? Run from something Lurking in your heart. Will I keep repeating lies, misleading rhymes to get to your room? When I look into your eyes It's a cold bright Future that I've known And I can't help but wonder, Am I yurtinflorfum?
12.
Jenny sits down at her desk to get some work done But her body has urgles, so she eats some ice cream But she’s still in some pain, so she goes to the doctor And the doctor tells her they must replace her spleen The doc says the mechanical versions will run just fine But Jenny objects, and she sits and whines: Delbajifrasticderigibalistic That’s how I feel / That’s what I mean Delbajifrasticderigibalistic That's just how I’d feel if you removed my spleen Now there goes Jenny walking on down the streets Her stomach has grumbles, reminds her to eat She looks at her map, and finds a small restaurant Can’t wait for the bagel she so dearly wants She’s reading directions to find her way around Turn left, then straight, as she goes far westbound T he buildings are tall, her GPS confusing it The way she must got, she thinks that she’s losing it Delbajifrasticderigibalistic Don’t know which way I should go on this street Delbajifrasticderigibalistic I just want a bagel and to sip some tea Delbajifrasticderigibalistic I’m so confused that I must be Delbajifrasticderigibalistic I just want a bagel and to sip some tea
13.
oblagetauta agmepulot Without human can Earth survive? We are made from the same star stuff. We are one with each other and one with the Earth. When we disrespect each other and disrespect our mother we always end up hurting the ONE that is US. oblagetauta agmepulot Without human can Earth survive? With a world made for living and breathing we are all alone together on this tiny, little speck of dust. Can we learn that endless growth is unsustainable? Can we heal our fractured Gaia and heal the ONE that is US? The water’s rising quickly and there’s no life boat in sight… oblagetauta agmepulot Without human can Earth survive?
14.
D Gm Bm Dbdim you’re such a sad thing sewn together from my fears made of angry love and lonely as the night desperate and unnatural the wake of my failures born out of pain no one spoke to you for days chorus: F#m Eb D G can you love her, can you feed her our little hatebaby can you teach her, can you reach her our tiny hatebaby can you show her the affection she never would have known can you love her, will you teach her you’re not like other children skulking in the shadows I never heard your laughter I’ve never seen you run something about your strangeness pulls at my heart I hate to hear you cry you should never have to hide BRIDGE: Bm D F#m G you left us I did the best I could she’s such a sad thing, but this child is yours and mine such a sad thing (this child is yours and mine) such a sad thing (this child is yours and mine) such a sad thing (this child is yours and mine)
15.
Don Martin came from parts unknown Well, okay, Paterson With twisted mind and pen in hand He got to wreaking fun Rikkity tikkity rappa tap tap ringaling rip slice shinkle hak rumble roar faglork swoosh klik klak grak thak klik vroom spoosh Don Martin was a loyal man He never was a cad But the William Gaines flat rate Was enough to drive him mad Fwipida dipida ging gang thwat Glit glort bleeble durp Mamp spwat tok Fip fop fiddit fap flif flaf flizaff Flisk glurk ga-shklurtz foon foinsapp Shif-shaf shabamp mamp Shompah bompah dimpah mimpah Fomp dabomp! Gadiff-gadiff, gadaff gadaff Gasmitch gasmatch kaboff Fapadda dappadda swippada dippada Fap Smap Gamop Don Martin was a genius Far above the usual hack So why the hell did he work for A cheesy rag like Cracked? Plop phelop plam plam poing geen geen Patwang fwee, pfft-frack! Pop-sproing ging Shkloort Thurch, bilmp Poing thuk! Gurn gurn gurn gurn gurn kadoonk! SPOKEN: Pittween splatch thork bloof thlik glitch glutch pittwoon plaf ploof splitch thuk thap ploop
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ignorance is bliss C can you believe this Em trust is overrated Ddim (borrowed chord) populism inflated Dm7 don’t care about reality C don’t care about the facts Em in this post-truth world Ddim (borrowed chord*) believe all the hacks G the Ignorists E Bm7 the Ignorists believe what you want to believe if you want to be deceived frame reality your way experts don't have a say the Ignorists the Ignorists empty vessels make the loudest noise F Dm they should talk less and listen more Am don’t believe everything you read Gdim (borrowed chord**) C common sense is not so common indeed Ddim G the Ignorists (they rule the world now) the Ignorists (they rule the world now)
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Tweedle dee tweedle dum Arguing they both know that they won CNN and Fox News Televice gave contradicting views Never heard, never cared What the other person said from their armchair Watch the screen and stop your brain Televice can fill your empty space Televice can tell you what to purchase when you’re lonely Televice can tell you how to feel Televice can tell you why the cool kids always gloated Televice can tell you who to be Who to be Little Johnny went to school Acting tough but his heart was bruised Had to show he’s always right Televice hides weakness with a fight Parents told him its ok Show your feelings the world is safe Wrote a poem for his class Televice was right cause they all laughed Televice can tell you what to purchase when you’re lonely Televice can tell you how to feel Televice can tell you why the cool kids always gloated Televice can tell you who to be Who to be Who to be Who to be Who to be
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verse: B Abm F# F Db that cat keeps staring is she looking at me or at something hovering over my shoulder is that the dying of the day or is the dawn coming on are my feet still on the ground is my head turning around your cold skin as you lie next to me are you breathing? do you hear me? there’s a shadow in the room but no source of light I try to talk but bird sounds come out cats cry out in the night they all say my name if I look at you, will you be the same CHORUS 1: Ebm Bb dissomnience dissomnience dissomnience CHORUS 2: Fdim F I don’t know what I don’t know I can’t tell if you are real I can’t feel what I don’t feel dissomnience dissomnience dissomnience I’m choking on nothingness what’s that, over there did you see that? do you hear that? I don’t know when the last time I went outside without being afraid wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up I hear you staring at me I feel you seeing me I’m gonna break if you touch me I don’t know where I am or what I wanted to do am I real? can you touch me?

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Something Old, Something Knant - Create a new word, and write a song using it prominently. It can't be a proper noun. Your song must also use borrowed chords. (2 minute minimum length) (they had 8 days)

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released February 28, 2017

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I used to run a songwriting contest called SpinTunes. Most of the material hosted on this account is a result of that contest. The rest is mostly Minecraft related songs.

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