SpinTunes #3: Round 2

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about

This album is made up of songs from the "SpinTunes" songwriting competiton.

spintunes.blogspot.com BREAKING NEWS! - You‘re writing a topical song. 'Topical' was defined as something from a headline in a newspaper no older than 2 weeks from 6/26/2011. They were required to include a link to the story that inspired their songs, or attach a scan from the newspaper. (2 minute minimum) (they had 8 days)

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released June 30, 2011

Album cover by Dave Leigh.

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I run a songwriting contest called SpinTunes. Most of the material hosted on this account is a result of that contest. You can follow the contest on Twitter (@SpinTunes) or my personal account (@Spintown).

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Track Name: Charlie McCarron - The Mountain Will Not Yield
We set out in the early morning light
On a journey to prove we're not defined
By the gravity that pull us towards the ground
We'll lift our bodies through the clouds

But the mountain will not yield
As we scale its icy shield

There were six of us who tried
I alone held the compass tight
As we drifted off from the course we'd laid
They all believed
It'd be okay

As the sun set down behind the mountain range
I felt the darkness in the clouds that howled our names
But the crew was not convinced and they pitched their tents
They all believed
It'd be okay

Still the mountain will not yield
To the prayers I keep concealed

Then the storm knocked out our radio
We lost all contact with the outside world
The snow grew thick and covered up our tracks
We knew there was no turning back

We set out in the storm and snow and ice
On a journey to prove we're not defined
By the gravity that pulls us towards the ground
We'll lift our bodies through the clouds
Track Name: Chris Cogott - Welcome To Kabul
Walking back to my hotel room
Strange noises all around
Couldn't see a goddamn thing
The lights have all gone out

What I thought I first heard
Couldn't be further from the truth
Bullets flying through the air
Why does life seem to be unfair

Will I ever see my beloved anymore
As bombs explode outside my door

As I lay down here in the corner of my room
I feel my life slowly slip away
Slip away

Will I ever see my beloved anymore
The bombs explode the ground swells and shakes the floor

Six hours later
Last wishes in my pocket
We were saved
But some won't live to see another day

Its been too many years
Since the war began
Won't there ever be a time
When we can live in peace again
Track Name: Matt And Donna - A Tight Spot
I'm gonna find my little brother cause I've got a plan to share
I'm feeling bored so stick your face between those planks atop the stairs

And I'm glad we're in agreement that I would be much too tall
but now the banister's caught hold and you can"t pull away at all

But let's calm down
Try to get our story straight

Cause I'll say "No, it wasn't my idea"
And I'm telling the truth
I'm glad that it was you
Who got stuck between the bars

Now I'm trying to get you loose but I'm not strong enough you see
feels like your head has gotten bigger 'least it seems that way to me

And in the background there's our parents making paramedic calls
I've double-dared you to oblivion an dI'll have to take the fall


But let's calm down
Try to get our story straight

Cause I'll say "No, it wasn't my idea"
And I'm telling the truth
I'm glad that it was you
Who got stuck between the bars

But the ambulance is here
And now I'll have to hide
I'll have to sleep outside
While you're stuck between the bars

They're pulling bottles out of all the cupboards now
And dumping each one on your head
If they can pin this thing on me somehow
Just remember what I said:

No, it wasn't my idea
And now that you've escaped
It's all I've got to say
And really that's a shame

To hear you don't believe
Now all you'll let me do
Is sit up in my room
Now I'm stuck behind the bars
Track Name: Pat And Gweebol - The Story Is Mine: Confession Of An Undocumented Immigrant
I’ve been working, Writing national news.
Reporting stories, and paying my taxes too.
But I’m always afraid, they’ll figure me out one day. I’m giving up the charade.

chorus:
Well this time, The story is mine
But you’re out there, and we gotta work together
You live hard, you wish on a card
But I know I’ve got to try to make it better
Breaking news and bending the laws, here I go-- here I go. Taking one for the cause.

I must be crazy... Finally showing my hand
But get ‘em talking and, perhaps they’ll understand
If they still believe, the American dream, maybe, we can end up finally free.

chorus

bridge:
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning’ to breathe free.
I’m liftin’ my light, so won’t you send them to me.

chorus
Track Name: The Offhand Band - Program aids food stamp users
Northeast resident Mary Johnson uses food stamps,
putting groceries on the family table.
She said, "I'd felt ashamed, but when you need, the shame goes away."

Though she's grateful for all the help she's been receiving,
still, whenever she reads a food product label,
she'd like more healthy options for her children each day.

"When there's so much we once had that's all gone from our world,
it's hard just keeping my family well fed.
I know there's lots of big things going on in the world,
but all the little things are big for us," Johnson said.

Now, North East Community Center has a program,
and all users of food stamps qualify for it,
with discounts on the freshest local produce in town.

Health Bucks coupons are good at area farmers markets.
Whether Johnson would like to serve fresh or store it,
her family now eats healthy local food all year round.

"When there's so much we once had that's all gone from our world,
it's hard just keeping my family well fed.
I know there's lots of big things going on in the world,
but all the little things are big for us," Johnson said.

"The same world that makes breaking news of moms who kill their babies
makes cans from distant factories and beans and broccoli grown
in other countries so much cheaper than the farm stand down the road.
We've no place for a garden, but best as we can, I believe we should tend our own."

"When there's so much we once had that's all gone from our world,
it's hard just keeping my family well fed.
I know there's lots of big things going on in the world,
but all the little things are big for us," Johnson said.
Track Name: Steve Durand - When Frankie And Johnny Get Married
From the heart of New York City
There rose a great hurrah
When Governor Cuomo
Signed the new bill into law

Cheers of great elation
The pop of champagne corks
The sounds of celebration
Filled the sidwalks of New York

When he heard this, Frankie
Got down on bended knee
And asked his partner Johnny
Darling, will you marry me?

We will be so happy
It would be sublime
To celebrate our nuptials
In the good old summertime

From the East Side to the West Side
Finally now you're free
To wed your tootsie wootsie
Whatever sex they be

And down in Greenwich Village
Wedding bells will chime
When Frankie and Johnny get married
We'll have a gay old time

(Musical interlude)

When they rose next morning
They set the wedding date
And then they bohth went marching
In this year's gay pride parade

Later on that evening
They changed their Facebook page
And updated their status
From "partners" to "engaged"

From the East Side to the West Side
Finally now you're free
To wed your tootsie wootsie
Whatever sex they be

And down in Greenwich Village
Wedding bells will chime
When Frankie and Johnny get married
We'll have a gay old time
A gay old time
Track Name: Jutze - Re: Your Oil
Dear People of Libya: Let's be honest for a change
The way you spell your county's name is pretty strange

We don't understand your culture
We don't understand your faith
We don't understand your way of live and the speeches Gaddafi gave
We will deal with you like we dealt with him: in a strictly-business way
We don't care about your national pride - It doesn't matter anyway

All we want is your oil
All we want is your oil
All we want is your oil - Someone must take the fall
All we want is your oil - That's all

We don't care about your freedom
We don't care about your lives
We provide you all with weapons but we don't care who survives
I'm glad we talked it over - I'm glad you understand
The only thing we care about is the oil underneath the sand

All we want is your oil - It's really not your call
All we want is your oil - It's ours after all
All we want is your oil - To refuel at the mall
All we want is your oil - That's all

We hope that in the future there will be fewer complications
Sincerely Yours, the NATO member nations

PS: Dear People of Libya, please don't take it personally
Track Name: Ross Durand - The American Way
Well you can't watch a picture of a naked lady on the TV
If you're 17
But if she's dressed you can tie her up and blindfold and gag her
And beat her until she screams
On your xbox*

I guess it's just the American way
Land of the free, home of the brave
Free to do some things, some you can't
Just wish we were brave enough to have it make a little more sense

Well if a man loves a man or a woman loves a woman
They can't get married in most states
But as long as yer straight it doesn't matter if you murdered
You can still get married
Behind the prison gates••

I guess it's just the American way
Land of the free, home of the brave
Free to do some things, some you can't
Just wish we were brave enough to have it make a little more sense

Well it's not ok to kill unlesss the government does it
So the best that we can hope to do is rise above it
State's rights, States' wrongs
I hope we get it straight before too long

Well you gotta pay tax in the middle class if you've got a job
But can't create one
But if you're too big to fail or make record profits you can dodge it all
Just put it in the Caymans, or the Bahamas•••

I guess it's just the American way
Land of the free, home of the brave
Free to do some things, some you can't
Just wish we were brave enough to have it make a little more sense
Track Name: Dr. Lindyke - Prayer For Peace
Every mother, every father
Every daughter and son
Pledges eternal vigilance
Until the victory is won
Pledges eternal vigilance
Until the victory is won

Sha-alu Shalom Yirushalayim
(pray for the peace of Jerusalem)
Halleluja Adonai
(praise to God, the Lord)
Sha-alu Shalom Yirushalayim
Pray for the peace of the City of Peace

Cradled in our Nation's Tunnel
In darkness as death rains from the sky
May the Lord protect us
That today we will not die
May the Lord protect us
That today we will not die

Sha-alu Shalom Yirushalayim
(pray for the peace of Jerusalem)
Halleluja El Shaddai
(praise to God, the God of All)
Sha-alu Shalom Yirushalayim
Pray for the peace of the City of Peace

I stand on the West Bank
Amid the pain and tears
As a rabbi prays for violence
I can't believe my ears
As a rabbi prays for violence
I can't believe my ears

May the Lord remind us
Not to spill our brothers' blood
May the Lord remind us
Not to spill our brothers' blood

Sha-alu Shalom Yirushalayim
(pray for the peace of Jerusalem)
Elohim hu ahava
(God is love)
Sha-alu Shalom Israel
Pray for the peace of Israel
Track Name: Jon Eric - North Dakota (I. Five Years, II. Fargo, III. Panic, IV. Rain, V. Dry Land)
I. Five Years (August 2010)

Five years, waiting on an angel
Chin up, tell yourself that change will
Come to you if you hope it hard enough
Just wait, and soon enough New Orleans
Will win back all of its importance
I'm getting kind of tired of all that stuff

(chorus 1)

They say that I have left my family, they say that I have left my home
But it was home that left me stranded on a rooftop all alone
So now I'm moving, now I'm moving, now I'm moving north

No, fine, let's have ourselves a parade
You'd think that after half a decade
They'd get it close to how it was before
This road looks like a choppy ocean
And time has stopped and left it frozen
Don't think that my car's shocks can take much more

(chorus 1)

II. Fargo (September through November, 2010)

I set my compass north and drove to Minnesota
Stepped across the Mississippi where it started as a stream
And then I headed west, I drove until I needed rest
And rolled into a town to sleep and woke up in a dream
I've no idea what made me come this way

(chorus 2)

I started hauling cargo, ended up in Fargo
Figured that I might as well stay

I didn't mind the snow as much as I was told I would
Before long found some work that made me pleasantly perspire
I spent my afternoons dividing logs for firewood
And spend my evenings drinking by a fire
I guess it's in my DNA

(chorus 2 x2)

III. Panic (May 2011)

Stay inside your houses
It came on the radio
Unless you leave the state, they said
But I've got nowhere to go, I've got nowhere to go

I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a creature giving chase
I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a bubble in the lake

I thought it was a nightmare
I've heard this noise before
The water seems to follow me
But I just don't know what for, I just don't know what for

I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a cable turning slack
I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a river through the cracks

I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a dog without a chain
I feel that panic, panic – Feel that panic, panic
I feel that panic rising in me like a horse without a rein

IV. Rain (June 2010)
V. Dry Land (July 2010)

Climbed out a window to the roof
Brought up a change of clothes and food
Did just what I had to do
I knew

I waved at the choppers in the clouds
One came and let its ladder down
And it raised me over town
We flew – We flew – We flew over North Dakota

Look at the craters of dry land
All made by able human hands
They laid the bags of sand
And prayed


Smell of decay is sickly sweet
People can barely even eat
Say a small grace for this receipt
To save – Save – Won't you save North Dakota
Track Name: Gold Lion - Message For Vivian
My dear it's been too long
Since I've been on the ground
I've spent three years in the air
Gun shots are the only sounds I hear

So i'll keep writing to you
Vivian, you're so true
I will be your provider
This is something I must do

You'll remember my name as it's called from the sky
Mr. Precise, yes, I'm still alive
Watch me soar, I'm watching over you
Our worlds will come together soon

You'll remember my name as it's called from the sky
Mr. Precise, yes, I'm still alive
Watch me soar, I'm watching over you
Our worlds will come together soon

Then, on a hazy spring morning
What thought to be a crow
A man's closer look did show
An eagle
Perched on a tombstone

You'll remember my name as it's called from the sky
Mr. Precise, yes, I'm still alive
Watch me soar, I'm watching over you
Our worlds will come together soon
Our worlds will come together soon
Track Name: Wait What - Bunny Please Don't Go
You never had to write
that bone dry goodbye letter.
You probably are right, it’s black and white.
But I don’t know why, and I just don’t know no better.

I admit I crave the
Sweet underage labia
For which I’ll pop the blue pills for my penis.
But I guess that all my riches
Can’t contain you bitches
Or erase the sixty years between us.

Honey please don’t go.
Bunny please don’t go.

We met on Halloween.
You were a slutty cop.
Met again on New Years Eve.
We kissed when my balls dropped.
I put you in my ‘zine:
“Co-Ed of the Week”
But a staple in your navel
Is what you seeked.
The cover, then TV:
"The Hills" and "Girls Next Door".
You dropped your first CD
And then you dropped me, whore.
I had proposed and you said
That we would happily wed,
But you ran away instead.
Too bad 'cause I'm almost dead.

I cannot imagine
You leaving Playboy Mansion
A week before the knot was to be tied.
I wonder if the million
Girls here with Brazilians
Can help me forgot you, my runaway bride.

Honey please don’t go.
(tweet: keep the ring)
Bunny please don’t go.
(hash tag: #and the herpes)
Track Name: Caleb Hines - Too Soon To Say Goodbye
[Verse 1]
1969:
They crowd around the TV set,
To watch one giant leap for mankind.

A child's dream:
To one day be an astronaut,
And see what new worlds she can find.

Then one day she's flying higher than the air,
While back on earth her mother says a prayer.

And gorgeous views await her eye,
An emerald sea, a cloud-filled sky,
And it's too soon to say goodbye.

[Chorus]
She will never tire,
Gazing out the window,
Watching the world go by;
Looking for some interesting things,
To capture as memories.

[Verse 2]
Shining xenon lights,
Illuminate the orbiter,
And drive away the darkness of the night.

The end is near:
A countdown to a legacy,
As she prepares to take her final flight,

When Atlantis rises from a sea of cloud,
For one last time to make her nation proud,

A contrail arcs across the sky,
This is the last time she will fly,
But it's too soon to say goodbye.

[Chorus]
She will never tire,
Gazing out the window,
Watching the world go by;
Looking for some interesting things,
To capture as memories.

And it's too soon to say goodbye.
Track Name: Edric Haleen - What About Love?
Yo.
This is a message to all the haters out there.
Delivered in your language.
Trafficking in your words.
But making an appeal for tolerance.
Assembling words filled with hate
Into a message about love.

Ready?

Here we go . . .

The country’s steppin’ forward.
Now another state’s in
With a win
Ensurin’
More gay civil
Rights can begin.
But oh, no!
You know
The Bible-thumpers
Gotta chime in --
“It’s a sin!
You go to hell
Dependin’
Where you stick
Your dick in!”

So while some are celebratin’,
Still others have started hatin’ --
Not debatin’ --
But beratin’
And baitin’
And just disseminatin’
Ignorance
And malice and fear.
Makin’ it clear
That they’ll cheer
Any smear
Of any queer
Who sticks their nose in here.

They shoot down gay adoption
And marriage
And education.
They say,
“Straight’s the only option!”
They cry,
“Abomination!”
But while
They’re busy damnin’
Homosexual sex
I’m vexed
They won’t consider the ec-
Stacy of people in love!

[LOVE]

What if someone
Said that
You were wrong
For bein’ with
The one that you love?

Just remember:
What you do unto others,
Others could do to you . . .

If you look at them
And all you see are
Faggots and dykes,
Then what else?
You still be callin’ people
“Niggers” and “kikes”?
You hate on “spics”?
Or “micks”?
Or “coons”?
Or “gooks”?
Or “guidos”?
Just who’s all in your sights
When you say, “Damn the torpedos,”
And spew your
Hate in the air
And post your
Shit on the ‘Net?
You think you’re so damned righteous,
But you seem to forget --

You’re just the latest
In a lineage of
Ignorant views --
Folks who refuse
To sanction love
Between the Capulets and Montagues.
They thought that mixing races
Or religions was wrong.
Shit!
As Rodney King said,
“Can’t we all get along?”

You’re in a nation
Where discrimination
Always meets elimination.
True, it’s not fast,
But the past
Can give us inspiration:
Civil rights.
Women’s rights.
Human rights.
We’ve fought these
Kind of fights --
We fight
To make the fear
Disappear.
So listen here:

If you got a
Stick up your ass
About havin’ a
Dick up your ass,
Just relax!
There ain’t nobody tryin’ to
Pick up your ass!
You go live your life.
Let them live theirs.
Who really cares
What’s goin’ down in people’s bedrooms?
These ain’t public affairs!

And here’s a shout-out --
To those who have
Already concurred:
If you say, “Live, and let live,”
Make sure your voices are heard!
Spread the word!
If people say
It’s not okay
To be gay,
You say,
“Hey!
Who cares if you’re gay?
Today,
It’s okay
To love!”

[LOVE]

If they say
Gays can’t adopt?

Say:
There’s lots of
Diff’rent fam’lies,
But what children need
The most of is love!

If they say
“Gay is a choice”?

Say:
Then props to them
Endurin’ your hate
While they attempt to find love!

If they say
“Gay is a sin”?

Say:
It’s man who wrote the Bible.
If a god exists,
I hope he’d choose love!
Track Name: Inverse T. Clown - Something In The Air
Everybody in this city's jumpy,
Everybody's on their edge
'Cause everybody knows we're all in danger,
It's looming over all our heads
Gotta stock up on guns and ammo,
Gotta lock the house down tight
Gotta take a shot at every shadow
And don't let anybody inside
Maybe I'll die before they're gone
But dammit, you'll know I tried

The Kansas City sky get is getting brighter every night
But they're not takin' me without a serious fight
Oh, yeah, you better well beware
There's something in the air
I've never seen Missouri in a state like this before
The start of an apparent interplanetary war
Oh, yeah, you better say your prayers
There's something in the air

There were just a few when all this started,
Now they're showin' up in waves
They're using telepathic messages
To turn us into mindless slaves
They're beaming down their mind control
From their orange, glowing fleet
They've nearly wiped our city out
And they've only been here six weeks
They're also using laser guns
Those rotten, little cheats

The Kansas City sky get is getting brighter every night
But they're not takin' me without a serious fight
Oh, yeah, you better well prepare
There's something in the air
Their alien technology is toppling our town
They've got some kind of thermal ray that's burning us down
Oh, yeah, it's pretty much unfair
There's something in the air

What I really want to know
Why so many UFOs
In the Kansas City sky?
No, I really want to know
It's Kansas City
So...why?

The mothership is charging up its cannon
With a coyly harmless glow
The last survivors try to run
But we've got nowhere to go
A single awesome blast of light
And the whole downtown's erased
Everybody in the cityscape
Is gone without a trace
This is all just a little too close to
Roland Emerich for my taste

The Kansas City sky get is getting brighter every night
But they're not takin' me without a serious fight
Oh, no, don't act like you're not scared
There's something in the air
They've blown thru Independence and they're headed for Advance
If Kansas City fell, those backward hicks don't stand a chance
Oh, no, we're not safe anywhere
There's something in the air
Track Name: Alexa Polasky - Infidelity
We got married so many years ago
And though I've tried I think that you should know
That I haven't loved you for years

Please don't scream, don't get mad and cause a scene
Once I explain you'll see exactly what I mean
It is oh too common dear

People lose their love
People lose their love every day

I've been unfaithful but you shouldn't be surprised
It's my nature, something you should have realized
That monogamy never lasts

If you can understand it's a thing I can't escape
Being a lying cheat is everybody's fate
I'm just being honest

People love their love
People lose their love every day
Track Name: Governing Dynamics - Cameras, Streetlights, And Things Worth Fighting For
this is just a game
the same as it ever was
some just can't seem
to keep it under control
stay within tolerance

set this city on fire
into panic, like it solves something

he is just a tourist
on a slightly extended visit
and they are only here to observe effects
not looking for a fight in the least

but lights, oh lights will blind us all
we can trip into empty space
and lights, oh lights will flash
when it's the right time in the wrong place

violence is not selective
some times close to where we live
there are no answers in theses actions
resolution, satisfaction

gathered close beneath streetlights
Vancouver is not safe tonight
keeping safe, on or off your feet
just might be the only worthy fight

is this is just a fluke
the eye of a spinning storm
we've been informed
that if your heart is warmed
you're just an easy mark
isn't really happening

set the world to spyglasses
and a dozen theories grow
there's always something in a picture
the camera never shows

everybody spies a plot twist
well, sometimes none really exist
this is just what it looks like
if you know just how to adjust your eyes

tonight all bets are off now
lost our heads and never sure how
drown this town in shallow sorrow
things will get better tomorrow


to our surprise it was more than just a kiss
before our eyes, selflessness might yet exist

and eyes, oh eyes will seek out
any mystery that grasps the heart
and eyes that seek the truth
will soon tear lies apart

gathered close beneath streetlights
Vancouver is not safe tonight
keeping safe, on or off your feet
just might be the only worthy fight

tonight all bets are off now
lost our heads and never sure how
drown this town in shallow sorrow
things will get better tomorrow
Track Name: Godz Poodlz - Independence And Freedom For All
(1st Verse)
Seventeen years and they let me go;
they said "money is tight and business is slow"
I gave them my best yet, here I am
Looking for work, what did I expect?
Well, I lost my home and my self-respect
a hollow empty shell, a broken man
well, I got bills and I'm deep in debt
and I've ain't got a yacht or a corporate jet
so I'm down to this last desperate plan

Yeah

(chorus)
Been knocked down to the ground
still I ain't staying down
Independence
and Freedom for All
Up against what ain't right
found a new way to fight for
Independence and Freedom for All
Independence and Freedom for All

(2nd Verse)
Not of sound body but of sound mind
Scared of death but not of doing time
and it does no good to just complain
Just an old man but anyway
no one cares for my health if I can't pay
Feel I'm drowning going down the drain
there's a growth on my chest and my back's a wreck
and I can't write the doctor a big fat check
lord I'd like to to be free from pain
Track Name: Alex Carpenter - The Last Launch
the countdowns comin' down
the seconds flow like hours now
we've been waiting
baited breath, staring towards the sky,

i want it soon, not ready to be over yet
my heart quickens, flying faster than a fighter jet

oh the earth is far below
and i dont want to go

if we endeavour to continue our discovery
we must reach further than what our naked eye can see
with open minds like outward reaching bay doors
reach for the stars, grab whats yours

one more chance it get it right
before the final frontier is shut tight

the liftoff is coming soon
i see our reflection in the moon
Track Name: Matt Walton - Take Your Placards Down To London
Come listen to this story of a sunny summer's day
Descending onto London come the teachers for to say
They're not happy with the plans to see their pensions getting cut
Their schools and local services the government will gut

Along the Strand's historic route they march with placards out
And someone's made a clever chant for all of them to shout
Their goal is to promote their cause, changing hearts and minds
But memories and opinions are all they'll leave behind

Take your placards down to London
March and shout and moan
Pick up all your litter
Then toddle off home

The police are out in force in case some trouble rears its head
These teachers just want to be heard but they might start seeing red
They're smarter than the students, they simply march along
It's dignified and civilised and then they all go home

Take your placards down to London
March and shout and moan
Pick up all your litter
Then toddle off home

Okay there was some trouble right at the very end
Some people got arrested while the others home did wend
But they weren't real protestors we're all assured of that
They're simply bored and angry idle snooty little brats

Take your placards down to London
March and shout and moan
Pick up all your litter
Then toddle off home

So if you go to London to march and shout and moan
See that you're nice and calm and your opinions will be known
The government will ignore them but that happens anyway
And you won't be in the nick so you can try another day

Take your placards down to London
March and shout and moan
Pick up all your litter
Then toddle off home
Track Name: Happi - Double The Fetish
these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die

these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die

Let me tell you all a little bit about my story
How i hit the highest heights and achieved my glory
but then i fell so far as i was caught red handed
and into the arms of the police i landed

i was at a festival in the US
n what i did next you will not guess
people say what i did was pretty fucking gross
but it seems to be the only way to blow my load ho!

you know those port-a-loos you never wanna use?
that smell like old shoes and good ol' fresh spew
well i grabbed a tarp, and dove right inside of it
and waited in the tank for my prize of shit

mmm there's no discrimination here
regardless of who you are i'm checking out your rear
could be a man or a woman, bi straight or queer
and after ya done, you'll hear a faint cheer

yea i'm a peepin' tom, n people say i don't belong
everything i do is wrong, but i do it for my dong
if you check the census, it'll say i'm horrendous
but i always liked to think of it as being adventurous

these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die

these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die

just to recap i was in a toilet tank
and thought it was time to leave that stank
but lo and behold i was walking the plank
when i thought i was laughing all the way to the bank

when i came out of my hideout what was waiting was a guard
he tried to apprehend me but i ran too fast
coupled with the fact that i was covered in shit
to tackle me down he was not prepared to commit

the problem was next i was strapped for cash
so i did a bit o' beggin so i could make a dash
but i got reported and the detectives came
and they figured out about my little toilet game

so just think about this the next time you do a shit
is there somebody underneath me getting off on it?
cos you know i'll be out on the streets once again
with the fetish for what's comin' out of your rear end

cos i'm a peepin' tom, n people say i don't belong
everything i do is wrong, but i do it for my dong
if you check the census, it'll say i'm horrendous
but i always liked to think of it as being adventurous

these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die

these peepin' toms they don't belong
everything they do is wrong
but they claim that they're in the right
just fuck off and die
Track Name: Glen Raphael - Billion Metal Dollars (Shadow)
We're broke, no clout, pockets all turned out
Still there's a billion metal dollars in a box
No cloth, no trees
Just brass and manganese
A billion metal dollars in a box

You wonder
How did we get into this position?
Minting more won't keep our bills at bay
men of numismatic disposition tried
to put the coins in play
It didn't pay

So goodbye, see ya
Sacajawea couldn't help you spend
the dollars in the box

And it's hard to know what anybody's thinking
The best intentions rarely turn out well
Stay with me and dance
We'll sing of failed romance
hope that we won't be the coins
They couldn't sell

We're broke, no clout, pockets all turned out
Just like a billion metal dollars in a box
Track Name: Doom SKITTLE featuring Luke Brekke, Esquire - Going Undercover (Shadow)
Verse I:
To San Fernando, Mexico
My bosses said that I should go
To do an investigative report
I get there and go to the slums
I thought I'd dress up like a bum
But find I'm supposed to be a corpse

Chorus:
I'm going undercover deep inside a mass grave
I don't get to shower and I don't get to shave
Hundred fifty-four bodies are piled on me
Just so people have a chance to see
Their conditions are less than they should
There are much better graves in our neighborhoods
Drug cartels should hire gravediggers
Because they know to make the space bigger

Verse 2:
Lot's of people getting killed in the drug war
Few of them rich, most of them poor
All get dumped here inside this pit
It took a long time for them to believe that I was dead
Then they accepted me as just another head
Dropped into this rotting pile of shit

Chorus:
I'm going undercover deep inside a mass grave
I don't get to shower and I don't get to shave
Hundred fifty-four bodies are piled on me
Just so people have a chance to see
Their conditions are less than they should
There are much better graves in our neighborhoods
Drug cartels should hire gravediggers
Because they know to make the space bigger

Bridge:
It took a long time, but now I'm out
And people start to see what I'm talking about
They see that dead people's conditions are bad
And that seems to make them all sad
From now on the gangs agree
To bury their victims in places spacious and clean

Chorus:
I'm going undercover deep inside a mass grave
I don't get to shower and I don't get to shave
Hundred fifty-four bodies are piled on me
Just so people have a chance to see
Their conditions are less than they should
There are much better graves in our neighborhoods
Drug cartels should hire gravediggers
Because they know to make the space bigger
Track Name: Noah McLaughlin - Fear Drive (Shadow)
The Inmans' boy was a healthy sixteen
When Gonzalez hit their car and shattered their dreams
It was Father's Day; they were on the way to dinner
Kathy was cripppled but Dustin won't wake
The Mexican who hit them is at large to this day
Yeah, the Feds they let a murderer right on through
"We've been through hell,"
Mother intones
Her her anger and fear and desperation

Now one Gary Polk's a hard-working man
With 20 folks on the payroll
Not murderers just them what se hablo espagnol
His family-owned farm has already lost
About $200 grand in blackberry crops
Because his workers are too afraid to show
He says "I could find work,
Could learn how to bend,
But what the hell are they all gonna do?”

But there are still people like Judy Craft
For her these spics are just a drain
"The law is law," she says "and right is right."
She the more she shouts, the more she is afraid

As Gonzalez slipped away from the Inman's collision
Fernando Juarez made a fateful decision
And swam the Rio to feed the ones he loved
He started up his own landscaping business
And eventually settled with his wife and three children
In Chamblee, just down the street from me
"I work very hard,
And I want to take part"
But he could be deported today

How long can this fear drive us around?
How long can this fear drive us to ground?
Track Name: Menage A Tune - The Furries Are Heading Back To Pittsburgh (Shadow)
Hop on down, join the herd
The pack is moving so spread the word!
The Furries are heading back to Pittsburgh Town!

Shake a hoof, move your tail
Flap your wings and do not fail
The Furries are heading back to Pittsburgh Town!

Bring a cam’ra along to take pictures when you see ‘em
I hear they were spotted invading the Toon Museum!

Hugs are free and so are smiles
All are welcome so stay a while
The Furries are heading back to Pittsburgh Town!

The restaurants on Liberty Street
Are in the black because these guys eat!
The Furries are heading back to Pittsburgh Town!

If you could talk to the animals-
Just imagine it
What a fun adventure it will be
Enjoy the art and the puppet show
Dance at the rave and go
Bid on something special for the charity!

Anthrocon is the place to be
The biggest migration in history
The Furries are heading back
The Furries are heading back
The Furries are heading back to Pittsburgh Town!
Track Name: Young Stroke aka Young Muscle - One Dollar Robber (Shadow)
yo bank teller - i'm a sick disabled feller
call rihanna so she can put me under her umbrella
when i say rihanna - i mean the jail cell
i tell tales of when a young thug such as myself set sail
in a world where people played fair
nowadays i got 3 jobs - can't afford medical care
so here...read this note
the text on the note follows, and i quote
"gimme one dolla dolla gimme one dolla
and medical care no thanks to obama"
i'm a sit here and wait for my friends the police
i'm so excited, delighted 'cause now my health is gonna increase
indeed - my plan worked homey
i'm in the jail cell gettin healthcare - haters blow me
you don't know me - yet
- see my pretty face - in the gaston gazette

bank teller - gimme one dollar
can't afford healthcare no thanks to obama
bank teller - gimme one dollar
i'm a wait for the cops don't want no drama

see my bearded mug - on gaston county lockup
robbed the bank for a dollar - do i rock or what
i kick a lot of but - in jail seein' doctors
one dollar robber - "what a shocker"
in this test i'm the proctor in this class i'm a teacher
in this platoon i'm a sargeant in this church i'm a preacher
in this torrent i'm a seeder not a leecher
in this football game i'm on the field you're in the bleachers
all you creatures out there work for me
'cause my pockets gettin' swoll on social security
- i'm a save up, all you people raise me up
i'll move to the beach - where there's waves and stuff
i'm brave enough to rob a bank for a buck
more bang for the buck in my hangy down nuts
i'm the one dollar burglar - jail cell dweller
crazy as hell feller sayin' "gimme a dollar" to the bank teller!