Gaupa – Myriad (2022)
Stoner/folk/psychedelic/doom rock from Falun, Sweden
Dunes – Land of the Blind (2025)
Stoner/alternative rock from Newcastle Upon Tyne, United Kingdom
Kadavermarch – Into Oblivion (2022)
Stoner/psychedelic rock from Copenhagen, Denmark
Datura – Visions For The Celestial (1999)
Stoner rock from Hamilton, New Zealand
Marblesun – Marblesun (2025)
Stoner/progressive rock from Ankara, Türkiye
Maliciouz – Sarberus (2025)
Doom/sludge metal from the Californian Mojave Desert
Daytripper – Book 1: The Trip (2024)
Doom/stoner/sludge metal from Phoenix, Arizona
Don’t miss track 6, Tin Man! It starts at 42 minutes and 20 seconds.
Longheads – Layers of Wax (2024)
Stoner/doom from South London, United Kingdom
Lost Moon – The Complicated Path to the Multiverse (2024)
Psychedelic/power rock from Rome, Italy
DayGlo Mourning – Dead Star (2021)
Sludge/doom/stoner metal from Atlanta, Georgia
Pyramid – Mind Maze (2019)
Jam/psychedelic/stoner rock from Nuremberg, Germany
Transatlantic – Bridge Across Forever (2001)
Progressive Rock from United States, United Kingdom and Sweden
Mayflower Madame – Insight (2024)
Brooding/gothic/stoner rock from Norway
Cemetery Skyline – Nordic Gothic (2024)
Gothic rock from Sweden
Tenebre – Electric Hellfire Kiss (2002)
Gothic rock from Malmö, Skåne, Sweden
Star Beast – Star Beast (2024)
Psychedelic/stoner/dream rock from Toronto, Canada
In 2021 I recorded and released an acoustic album called Stories from a Spirit Donning a Particle Suit. I play guitar and bass as well as provide vocals for all of the tracks. The cat on the album cover is named Sabrina.
SPREAD LIGHT
More information on Voyager 1 and the Pale Blue Dot:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voyager_1
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pale_Blue_Dot
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pale_Blue_Dot_(book)
Hi-rez image of the Pale Blue Dot:
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d2/PIA23645-Earth-PaleBlueDot-6Bkm-Voyager1-orig19900214-upd20200212.jpg
Lookin’ at a tree from a distance.
Walkin’ close. Noticin’ all the details I was missin’ while far away.
Bugs n’ cracks n’ gradients.
Take the time to think that our planet is like this.
Zoomed out from a Voyager point of view, we’re a tiny little dot.
Pale blue as a hue. But zoom in, our planet’s bustlin’, hustlin’ with activity.
Much too small to see across the galaxy.
But if you ask me, we need to view our lives from this perspective.
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet.
Livin’ my life to my own beat.
Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly.
Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Not at the happy hour, man, I’m hangin’ out with flowers.
Sittin’ underneath the stars, feelin’ the power of the fact I’m a facet of the universe.
My experience is valid, yet the truth still hurts
about all the pain and suffering in the world.
Can I raise someone’s spirit singin’ about squirrels?
Can I gift you the knowledge of your potential?
With a little effort and imagination, you can sell forty thousand copies of your book.
You can tell forty thousand people “Look deep inside your soul. Don’t get shook.”
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet.
Livin’ my life to my own beat.
Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly.
Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Takin’ the time to think about other’s lives.
Doin’ good deeds, bringin’ tears to their eyes, ’cause why would I do anything but spread light?
Why would I get upset and start a fight? That sounds like a terrible night.
Sounds like a path I won’t walk, ’cause I’d rather shine bright.
We are all brothers and sisters.
No matter how many blisters we have from confrontation.
We have all weathered the storms and the twisters.
Now it’s time to recognize the world as one nation.
Every living being. Every tree. Every swimmer in the sea.
Every monkey. Every single body. Take the time to give thanks, wear a smile.
Create joy, spread it ’round a thousand miles.
I write songs, paint rocks, read many books. I don’t have time for negative outlooks.
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet.
Livin’ my life to my own beat.
Not gettin’ in fights, that stuff is silly.
Livin’ my life. I’m blessed, it’s a treat.
Takin’ the time to think about other’s lives.
Doin’ good deeds, bringin’ tears to their eyes.
Livin’ my life. Love is so sweet.
Livin’ my life to my own beat.
Writin’ some rhymes to improve other’s lives.
Lendin’ a hand, that’s how we stop war and strife.
BOOKS
All the books on this shelf,
there’s a wide variety of them.
German for Beginners.
Elementary Grammar.
You’re a Better Person Than You Think.
We got the Pearls From Many Seas.
Have The Dell Crossword Dictionary.
Practical Art of Aromatherapy.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide.
Keys for Writers, with tips inside,
how to write a paper if ya have to do so.
Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees.
Told you there’s a variety.
I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor
is a collection of old vinyl records.
All the books on this shelf,
there isn’t room for anything else.
No more space. So much paper.
It weighs a lot, the shelf is a lifesaver.
Tom Sawyer by Marcus Twain.
You and You by David Tay.
Transformation is an Inside Job.
George McLaird’s got the key and the fob.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide.
Keys for Writers, with tips inside,
how to write a paper if ya have to do so.
Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees.
Told you there’s a variety.
I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor
is a collection of old vinyl records.
I like to read.
It makes me sing.
It takes me
to the places I’d rather be.
Not here.
Not at my work chair.
Nowhere I don’t care to put myself.
I love these books up on my shelf.
No Kindle. ‘Cause their batteries dwindle.
And they track what you read, what you see,
when you eat, when you pee.
Paper and sunlight’s the thing for me.
Graphic novels and picture books.
Magazines in my reading nook.
Thoughts written down on a Post-It note.
I’ll read if I’m rich, ’cause I read while I’m broke.
All the books, they’re stacked so tall.
There isn’t time to read them all.
I gotta pick and choose the ones I’ll peruse.
So much interesting news
about the body and the human mind.
About conciousness, war, space and time.
Transformation is an Inside Job.
George McLaird’s got the key and the fob.
Reader’s Digest Action Guide.
Keys for Writers, with tips inside,
how to write a paper if ya have to do so.
Got a yearbook and a copy of the Bible.
Best of Health, and a book called Trees.
Told you there’s a variety.
I haven’t even mentioned, on the floor
is a collection of old vinyl records.
WATER IS MAGIC
No, sir, I can’t deny
when rain falls from the sky
I know it’s rough, ’cause the outdoor stuff
you planned must wait to dry. Oh my!
But I enjoy the sound
when rain falls to the ground.
Rain cools the heat and the humidity
that puts me down for the count.
It gives the grass and the squirrels and the trees
a little something to drink.
It gives me time to clear my mind,
relax, read a book and think.
Just sink in the couch or the bed. Get a few pages read.
Do a bunch of laundry, vacuum the carpet.
Take a much needed few minutes to rest
and enjoy and appreciate the water droplets.
I know it’s absurd
when rain throws you a curve.
But think about how absurd it would be
if we went without water!
Your guess, as good as mine,
where water came from in the sky.
How did the earth’s supply arrive?
A comet on a fly by? Search your mind’s eye, wise guy.
Gives the grass and the squirrels and the trees
a little something to drink.
It gives me time to clear my mind,
relax, read a book and think.
Just sink in the couch or the bed. Get a few pages read.
Do a bunch of laundry, vacuum the carpet.
Take a much needed few minutes to rest
and enjoy and appreciate the water droplets.
Now we’re running out
of clean water as we enter a drought.
It’s sad. I know. I love H2O.
I love clean water and how it makes things grow.
Can’t let it happen, can’t let it go.
Can’t let water become as rare as gold.
For some, it already is.
This of this during your next sip.
Water is magic.
Think of this. Think of this. Water is magic.
A BILLION CRUMBS EQUAL ONE BOWL
Further information on the one-electron universe theory:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One-electron_universe
https://www.popularmechanics.com/science/news/a27731/what-if-every-electron-was-the-same-electron/
https://interestingengineering.com/could-every-electron-in-the-universe-be-the-same-one
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9dqtW9MslFk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECbW-SRz9EE
Ideas start from individuals.
Never forget that fact.
But, alone, you can’t achieve your goals.
You’ll need a helping hand.
After you’ve revised and revisited
you’ll need to get on track.
Share ideas with those who will listen.
Accept nothing less than that.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Alone, just one’s only a morsel.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
Ideas start from individuals.
Never forget that fact.
But, alone, you can’t achieve your goals.
You’ll need a helping hand.
After you’ve revised and revisited
you’ll need to get on track.
Share ideas with those who will listen.
Accept nothing less than that.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Alone, just one’s only a morsel.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
The one electron theory steers me to conclude
that I’m a spirit who dons a particle suit.
The one electron theory steers me to conclude
that I’m a spirit who dons a particle suit.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Alone, just one’s only a morsel.
A billion crumbs equal one bowl.
Gather ’em up, see what unfolds.
ALL I’M DOIN’ IS BEIN’ A HUMAN
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I’m just doing what I do so I can pay the rent.
I do these things ’till I’m exhausted and the day is spent.
I’m an official adult. Congratulations!
I’m dictated by paying bills and wages.
I’m taxed when I earn and I’m taxed when I spend.
It is taxing on my psyche and my subconcious.
It’s a constantly repeating, endless process.
At times I’m super stressed, feel a pain in my chest.
Feel an ache in my head. Feel emotions of dread
when I wake up in the morning with the bleak knowledge
I’ll accomplish nothing today creative.
I’ll sit at my desk ’till my body is achin’.
I’ll take a break and get right back at it.
Earnin’ human credits is a terrible habit.
Wanna hop n’ jump like a silly rabbit.
Gotta reach for the brass ring, grab it. Nab it.
I’m bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I get paid, the money flys away.
I gotta live to make money another day.
I gotta spend wisely, or feel the pain.
Not fun when the bank account wanes and drains.
Need to learn a trade to get higher pay.
Need a way to breeze through the things I hate.
Avoid fading away, my mind molds like clay.
Quick learner, written in my DNA.
From Santa Fe all the way to Uruguay
people gotta work in order to earn pay.
I’m thankful for the things I have, I say.
But, the need for more is a game I play.
If I was a squirrel, I wouldn’t spend a cent.
I wouldn’t have a bank card, I wouldn’t pay no rent.
I would eat food, sleep, climb, rinse, repeat.
Sounds real sweet. Like a real damn treat.
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
I’m just bein’ a human. I’m just bein’ a human.
All I’m doin’ is bein’ a human.
FRIENDS
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life?
How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right?
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
If you’re similar types and we think alike,
on the same wavelength, not losin’ sight
of your goals. No matter young or old.
Not interested in fittin’ the mold.
Than we would make good friends.
Hopefully, we don’t live a long distance
so we can hang out often.
Remember those DVDs you borrowed? “Yeah, I brought them.”
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life?
How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right?
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
If you like fun stuff and have had enough
of dishonesty, filler, and fluff,
than we may agree on a thing or three.
Go hiking with my brother and me.
Have a good time, not spend a dime.
Meet someone new, make a friend for life.
When it happens, you’ll know it’s right.
No need to rush. Let it arrive.
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life?
How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right?
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
Don’t be someone else
other than yourself.
If you act, you’ll fail.
So break the status quo spell.
Don’t be someone else
other than yourself.
If you act, you lie.
This is what I’ve learned in life.
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
How does my frame of mind combine with your outlook on life?
How does my frame of mind align with what you think’s wrong and right?
How does my frame of mind combine with your frame of mind?
I LOVE DAD
I appreciate what my dad does for me and my family.
He works so hard for us three.
Doing all he can to keep us keep us safe and happy every day.
I gotta say, it’s indeed my favorite thing.
He grew up on High Road. Hit a high note when he finished college.
‘Cause he took so many notes,
and he took so many classes, and he worked extremely hard.
And it led him on a path that I’m proud to be a part of.
Thank you for making me a winner.
Thank you for making me so many dinners.
Thank you for making me the person I am today.
I gotta say, I love Dad.
Every single day when I came home from work
and I was in a bad mood, I feel like such a jerk.
No way in the world did my dad deserve
to be treated like that. Because I remember
the time when he took me to the Indians game.
Basketball at Cleveland State. And the time when it rained
empty bottles in the stands when we saw the Browns play
Jacksonville. He took me to piano lessons every day.
Thank you for making me a winner.
Thank you for making me so many dinners.
Thank you for making me the person I am today.
I gotta say, I love Dad.
I think of him, I’m not sad.
He’ll always be my comrade.
Best parent I could have ever had.
My parents, Cherie and Brad.
My brother Kenny, I’m so glad
my family is the one I have.
I write it down on my notepad.
I love dad.
JESSE JUSEK
Jesse Jusek is a graphic designer from Cleveland, Ohio. He used to run a website called GraphicDensity.com. I met him while working as a copywriter in Cleveland.
Jesse Jusek. Density in graphics.
If you need a designer, he’s the best.
Turned the whole Sportwing thing into a dream.
Throwin’ out ideas like a boss at meetings.
Takin’ no shit. His designs are legit.
Showed me how to Photoshop WheelTrim.
He is nothin’ but nice. Chock full of realness.
Family man. Smiles when he mentions Felix.
Inspiring; true graphic density.
Never find another quite like Jesse.
Taught me ’bout Lane’s, T-Rex and ENG.
In a conversation, he’s always funny.
Super concerned about the task at hand.
Don’t accept nothin’ ‘less it’s hundred percent.
Yeah, he’s a good dad. I sure am glad
that we crossed paths. I applaud and clap.
Brings to the party web design.
If you need to update your old site.
Bathe your eyes in 300 DPI.
Print or digital, he don’t mind.
He can illustrate with pencil lines.
You can view his portfolio online.
If he can make Sportwing look alright,
I guarantee he can make anything look fine.
Inspiring; true graphic density.
Never find another quite like Jesse.
Taught me ’bout Lane’s, T-Rex and ENG.
In a conversation, he’s always funny.
Super concerned about the task at hand.
Don’t accept nothin’ ‘less it’s hundred percent.
Yeah, he’s a good dad. I sure am glad
that we crossed paths. I applaud and clap.
SAG ORIGINALS
SAG Originals used to be a clothing alterations company in Medina, Ohio.
SAG Originals.
Custom clothes and alterations.
They’ll get you the perfect dress for the homecoming dance!
Your appearance and confidence will be enhanced.
SAG Originals.
Business wear that’s professional; refined.
They design dresses and pants.
Gather all necessary info in advance.
If you need your pants hemmed
don’t hesitate to call them.
They tailor suits and dresses.
Equestrian apparel. Custom made dancewear.
SAG Originals.
Sewing the materials
into a jacket or a pair of pants.
Into a costume complete with a mask.
SAG Originals.
Reinvigorate your wardrobe.
They’ll cater to your every need, you can call them.
330-564-3757. (No longer active)
If you need a zipper fixed
don’t even worry ’bout it.
Bring it to ’em broken.
Walk away with it in working condition.
INSPIRATION OVERDRIVE
Love doesn’t always have to suck.
It doesn’t have to be left to luck.
If you show your love, you’ll be surprised.
Originating from your mind.
Energy that can’t be denied.
Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Even if you know nothing but.
We’ve all been there so many times.
And we’ve all had to go through motions
to find our capabilities in life.
Originating from your mind.
Energy that can’t be denied.
Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Even if you know nothing but.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Even if you…
Ya gave it a shot. Ya got what ya got.
Things changed quite a bit since you tied the knot.
You loved it a lot. Your stomach in a knot.
But your hopes were shot, your heart left to rot.
Realize that it really don’t mean squat
other than an opportunity to see what you’re not.
And what you could be if you lived freely.
According to what you see. Just take it from me.
According to your decree. Foresee perpetually.
Now that you know this, I’m sure
you’ll no longer be a misinterpretor.
Bright things are already in your future.
Originating from your mind.
Energy that can’t be denied.
Inspiration overdrive.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Even if you know nothing but.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Love doesn’t have to suck.
Even if you know nothing but.
Even if you know nothing but.
ICE CREAM CAT
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.
I’m riding in the back of a van beside the Ice Cream Cat.
I pet him with my hand.
His body is so delicate.
I wanna give him a lick but I don’t want to kill it.
I love him inherently.
Although he’s part of a cake, he does not scare me.
The colors, yellow, white and pink.
This happened in a dream. Some wild stuff I think of
when I doze off in a bed with a pillow.
His head and body are white. But his chin is yellow.
His body is protruding from the ice cream cake.
Somehow, he’s part of it. He’s alive, feeling great.
He looks me in the eye and meows.
We are on Brandywine Road. The van moves forward now.
I swear this is not a game.
It was very real to me. Yes, indeed, his name is
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.
What a beautiful creature.
When he opens his mouth, you hear him squeak and purr.
I’ve never seen an anomaly quite like him.
He is a cat with an ice cream body.
His eyes contain love inside.
It all makes sense while in the van I ride.
It doesn’t seem ridiculous.
Never before has anything made so much sense.
If we hit a bump, make sure to check on the cat.
He is ice cream and he is delicate.
I think it is a metaphor.
The things you love in life must always be cared for.
I’m riding in the back of a van
next to the Ice Cream Cat. This dream I understand.
His spirit I will never forget.
His aura filled with love, his body, delicate.
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.
No, I’m not intimidated.
There’s no confusion in my head.
Look at all the memories he has created apparently.
I love him inherently.
He is the Ice Cream Cat. He is the Ice Cream Cat.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I’m awake?
Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don’t want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A lesson from him I take.
I DON’T HAVE ANY ANSWERS (BUT I HAVE A LOT OF QUESTIONS)
I don’t have any answers, but I have a lot of questions.
I have no reply to the things you just mentioned.
Come to me for information, boy, I thought you learned your lesson.
I don’t have any answers, but I have a lot of questions.
I don’t have any money, but have lots of expenditures.
My credit card has melted, you can’t even read the numbers.
What has brought me to this point? I need to really wonder.
The digits on the screen affect the size of my net worth.
I don’t have any doubt about the goals that I’m achievin’.
I guarantee you’ll fail the moment that you stop believin’.
The things you thought you’d never see are the things you’re seein’.
Never underestimate the motivation in your spirit.
OCTOBER
It is October. It is time for it to get cold out.
I don’t like the cold. I don’t like to drive in the snow.
I’d rather stay inside and watch a show.
But, I can’t. I gotta do what it takes to get my name out there.
Can’t put on the brakes just because the conditions outside ain’t great.
Now’s the chance, move at a steady rate.
Never wait for opportunities to rise.
Create situations in your life that attract what you need.
Won’t take long to see necessities come with positivity.
Necessities come with positivity.
Today I watched the wind take leaves off of the trees.
It’s time for the green to start it’s vacationing.
See you in the spring.
Now it’s time. I gotta do what it takes to get my name out there.
Can’t put on the brakes just because the conditions outside ain’t great.
Now’s the chance, move at a steady rate.
Never wait for opportunities to rise.
Create situations in your life that attract what you need.
Won’t take long to see necessities come with positivity.
Necessities come with positivity.
If you aren’t sure, remember it’s October.
Time for leaves to change. Snow will be here any day.
Engage in winter games.
TURKEY DAY
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Loud at the table, lots of noise is made.
I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Friends and relatives will conversate.
I appreciate Turkey Day!
I’m feelin’ fine, it’s time to dine.
Grab a plate, chills run down my spine.
The food is out, we form a line.
Which one do I want to try? All.
Carrots, corn and mashed potatoes.
Giblet gravy in tornadoes.
Green beans, bacon, dinner rolls.
Pumpkin pie and applesauce.
Grits and casserole.
A lot of the food’s unpassable.
Eat ’till I’m not hungry,
then on the couch, I could sleep for a week.
Fourth down play, turn on the game.
If my team loses, I’m filled with shame.
But if they win, I’m celebratin’.
High fives for all my kin.
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Loud at the table, lots of noise is made.
I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Friends and relatives will conversate.
I appreciate Turkey Day!
I’m feelin’ full, I got the day off work.
Time for a nap under the covers.
Time for snow, time to let go of anger.
It’s the holidays, you know!
The family’s together, let’s play charades
and watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.
Every single year, I just can’t wait for Thanksgiving.
My favorite holiday!
Thinkin’ back to the pilgrims and natives
sharin’ their maize and steamed potatoes.
Turkey with stuffing and apple pie.
Give thanks to the food on the table, then dive in.
Survivin’ off leftovers for a week.
Every time I eat, I go to sleep.
Dream about the next Thanksgiving.
This is why I sing the following:
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Loud at the table, lots of noise is made.
I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Friends and relatives will conversate.
I appreciate Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Loud at the table, lots of noise is made.
I’m proud to say, it’s Turkey Day!
Hey! Hey! It’s Turkey Day.
Time to dig in, time to fill up your plate.
Friends and relatives will conversate.
I appreciate Turkey Day!
PLEASE CALL MISNY
This was a tune I wrote for a Peabody’s Tim Misny songwriting contest back in 2013.
HRTs.
HRTs.
If you were prescribed these,
please call Misny.
Work injuries.
Work injuries.
If you’ve experienced these, please call Misny.
If you’ve experienced these, please call Misny.
Social Security.
Social Security.
If you’re denied SSD,
please call Misny.
Birth injuries.
Birth injuries.
In many cases you can prevent Erb’s Palsey.
Takes this seriously. He’ll help your family.
Make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
Fights for injured victims every day.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
On a negligent trucker crusade.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
Chanted his name during the Cavs game.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
They say make ’em pay, Misny, make ’em pay.
Umbrella coverage helps to compensate.
A few years ago I released several songs under the name Vimana with producer AmoralPhat40oz.
Dreamin’ is a song I wrote about all the strange adventures we embark upon while we sleep. I wanted the song to sound and feel like a dream in the sense that it can quickly and unexpectedly switch scenes or moods with no explanation.
Lyrics: Particle Don
Music Production and Mixing: AmoralPhat40oz
I’m dreamin’. I’m DMTin’.
I’ve left the earthly plane of existence.
Now I’m in the clouds, laughin’ real, real, loud,
but no one is bothered by my sound.
I drown out external stimuli.
Don’t need no light to see with my eyes.
My brain will override anything
that don’t have to do with this dream.
Now, the scene just changed, and I’m in a maze,
and I’m with my brother and Krypol Haze,
wearin’ Starter jackets, Tampa Devil Rays,
and they can’t hear what I’m tryin’ to say,
because ’round the corner, not far away
is a framing saw hanging from the wall,
and it stands so tall, it’s incredible,
and now all three of us roll bowling balls
down a real long hall, and I take a draw,
and I make what I saw in my daytime slog
a personal movie tailored right to me.
Sunny or gloomy? I’m the one choosing.
I’m a lucid kid, never growin’ up.
Never puttin’ up with dumb stuff. Chillin’ with buds
when I’m in a dream state. Extreme great state.
Never wanna wake, never wanna clock in at 8.
Never wanna leave. Never wanna stop this dream.
Never wanna truly know where I’m going.
Just wanna keep floating. Spacin’ out, zoning.
Now my next dream scene is mind blowing.
Here we all are. Hangin’ out with GWAR.
Got my best friends and family at the dab bar.
Many people I only now remember
from school and work, we gather all together.
Now we’re dispersed in a building with hallways.
Reminds me of my middle school days.
Walkin’ from room to room. A common dream theme.
Wandering. Now we’re all at the Gathering.
Outside. Everything’s gettin’ live!
You got people on this side screamin’ to the sky.
People over there not givin’ a care.
I swear I often travel here.
And it seems so clear. Like I’m lookin’ in a mirror.
Showin me myself from a perspective
near and dear to my higher mind. “Sub” conscious.
More like “Above” consciousness into bliss.
Into a state where I stare into my soul.
Gotta stay mindful, during this time while
I’m in this dream. I’m smiling!
I’m piling memories into my mind sea!
Now my brother and I get up and fly.
We just shoot to the sky and cruise for miles.
Don’t matter where we go.
We control our speed (velocity), loops n’ rolls, and rotation.
A strange location
has caught our eye as we fly by,
so we swoop down at the drop of a dime,
at the very same time. Surprised to find
an ultimate wrestling tournament.
Danny Havoc greets us. Leads us to our seats,
just when Tyler Becker, Robert Trail,
and Robert Stoneware show up outta nowhere.
Next scene. In my PJs at work.
How did I get here? Sittin’ in a shirt
with a stain and a tear. Haven’t combed my hair.
My boss sees me, starts screaming.
This dream tells me I’m afraid
of pissin’ my boss off every single day while
I slave to make wage coin chunks.
I’d rather behave like raged oi punks
who do their thing. Don’t care ’bout critics.
Now I’m in a gallery, wax exhibits
of moments in my life. Flyin’ a kite.
Takin’ a bite of somethin’ cooked real nice.
I walk the hall, get emotional,
I see scenes from times I wanna recall
in a VR sim. Like the dream I’m in.
Drinking with kin. Jack, beer, and gin.
Drink a toddy with grandma.
Smoke a pipe of somethin’ nice with grandpa.
Play a game of golf with my other grandpa,
and my other grandma, gotta hand it to ya,
’cause you are so nice. And you fight with might.
Lived on a barn where cats ate mice.
Now I’m on a beach with Andy and Mike.
Playin’ Fresh Baked tunes, cookin’ steaks just right.
Record dreams? In HD?
Is this something we can achieve?
Capture them in 360°.
Put a headset on; experiencing
your personal movie from your last nap.
Saved on the workbook in your lap.
Saved as an MP4 file.
Will it happen soon? Will it take a while?
Will it happen at all? Maybe it won’t.
Maybe it will, it would be a thrill.
Maybe we think we need it, when we get it, we don’t.
Maybe we do, it could help me and you.
The very best thing is to have a dream.
The very best thing is to have a dream.
The very best thing is to have a dream.
The very best thing is to have a dream.
The very best thing is to have a dream.
A personal 3D movie.
Will it be groovy or moody? One time, I saw Judge Judy
tell a man he had to prove he
didn’t eat a bowl of Tutti Frutti ice cream.
What a nice dream. Minutes later, I saw mice sing.
Might cling to these memories like lice on protein.
But I think I might just scream.
It’s a nightmare. Time for a scare.
Like the witch from Blair, lurkin’ ’round any place.
Anywhere. Any time demons singin’ when I’m dreamin’
is a time I wanna wake up and leave
n’ secede from sin, but I’m now trapped.
In a nightmare, and there’s no turnin’ back.
Satan makin’ a wise crack. While I drip tears in my lap.
In a seat I’m strapped,
and I’m in a giant vat of Nickelodeon GAK,
gettin’ lowered down quick. Damn scared, that’s a fact,
but I change my mind frame, and my surroundings
have no choice but react accordingly.
Now I’m super happy, according to me,
and all I had to do was see the possibility.
Set it spinning. Light energy overwhelms me.
Desire to leave fear compels me to
change my scene in this complex dream
just by thinking ’bout happy things.
Just by ending my misery,
my mind is clear. My soul is clean.
My heart is full of inspiring things
that’ll carry me during my waking hours.
Giving me powers that few
take the time to tap into.
I’m gonna do it, dude! Sick of stress.
Sick of work gettin’ the best of my efforts. Makes my head hurt.
Sgt. Pepper would never accept this.
Put on the record. Learn life lessons.
Don’t do me like a Blue Meanie.
Brian Heffron in a yellow submarine
with some ooo-weee and a wrestling DVD.
Spinnin’ in circles, puttin’ frames on a screen.
Explaining parasailing
while salivating over somethin’ in the oven baking.
Making sense when slowed down and studied.
Like wrestling buddies.
Cardona will fill you in
with a YouTube video. Mark Sterlin’
and Myers. They are hires
on my dream card. Takes place in Tommy’s backyard.
EOW (Extreme Outdoor Wrestling). Fling my buddy through
wooden boards and cardboard boxes.
Pound ring posts into the grass.
String hose ropes up, have a match.
Interference from the IFB (Incredible Frog Boy)
caused this match to have a schmoz ending.
Yes, funny. Yes, fun.
Got a CD of music for the entrance.
Is it wake time? Please, no.
Gotta hold on to every last mo…
ment. Wake’s imminent.
Dream time, me time, plug me in.
Is it wake time? Please, no.
Gotta hold on to every last mo…
ment. Wake’s imminent.
Dream time, me time, plug me in.
Is it wake time? Please, no.
Gotta hold on to every last mo…
ment. Wake’s imminent.
Dream time, me time, plug me in.
UNUSED LYRICS AND IDEAS
to a state WHERE i STARE into my soul
Gotta stay mindful, during this time while
I’m in this dream. I’m smiling! I’m
strap a saddle
on your dream horse, run a fast haul.
not rememberin’ where you went
Where should I be going?
Now we’re all outside. At the Gathering
when I’m under the covers.
great hallucination
list of loud things
#10 – FRAMING SAW (82 dBA) …
#9 – BACKHOE (85 dBA) …
#8 – BELT SANDER (90 dBA) …
#7 – FORKLIFT (93dBA) …
#6 – NAIL GUN (97 dBA) …
#5 – CONCRETE SAW, ELECTRIC GRINDER (98 dBA) …
#4 – BULLDOZER (100 dBA) …
#3 – JACKHAMMER (102 dBA)
like
those received from my ears and eyes.
…I can’t wait to hallucinate. All the
psychedelics that I need are in my brain. All I
gotta do is lay at the end of the day in my
bed, pull the covers up to my face.
The
very best thing is to have a dream. A perso
nal 3D movie. – Will it be
groovy or moody? Will you see your buddy
Stewie or your aunt Susie?
Will you plant a bush or a tall tube tree?
Will you get lucid and start controlLING the
dream? Thomas Browne in the 17th centu-
ry wrote about it in the Religio Medici
Now the scene changed, ridin’ a bike –
during the night throught a pit of spikes.
I say yikes, my body fills with fright.
….Feels so real, that I just
might start talkin’ in my sleep.
Wish I was back to countin’ sheep. Not a
peep from my mouth, but my mind’s all-out func-
tioning like an awakened scene.
it just
might as well be real as hell on wheels
Now I’m no longer here where I gotta pay rent
or deal with Earthly existence.
Now I’m in the clouds, screamin’ real, real, loud.
No one is bothered by my sound. But I drown
out the last remaining traces of
Earthly existence during these moments.
In 2022, AmoralPhat40oz linked me up with a rock band called Ask An Adult. The resulting track became known as Feedback Loop, a song about maintaining a positive outlook on life no matter what your obstacle may be.
Music: Ask An Adult
Lyrics: Particle Don
Audio Mixing and Artwork: AmoralPhat40oz
Imagine. A savage.
Sleepin’ in the dirt, eatin’ nothin’ but grass shreds.
Roughshod, untamed.
Takin’ mass meds to quell disembodied voices in his head.
This is the man in the next apartment.
Don’t need a reason, he’ll just fight and start shit.
This is the man rootin’ through your garbage.
Lookin’ for a disk or a Genesis cartridge
to pawn at the Record Exchange.
This is a man with a lot goin’ on in his brain.
Goin’ on a monologue like Sami Zayn.
Standin’ near a barrel with a flame.
Warmin up his cold hands, tryin’ to burn away the pain.
A lifetime of battlin’ against the grain.
Just to make what amounts to nothing more than shake.
Nothing more than a stray crumb on his plate.
Many years, clocked in at 9 and left at 8.
But tonight he will eat dinner alone.
Gotta give it to the ones that gave it all they had, just to
get swept under the rug, just like that.
It would truly be sad, checkered like plaid.
It would truly be sad, checkered like plaid.
Take the time to give back some way
to those that sacrificed their days.
Gave what could have been for what we were given.
Thankful for every moment that I’m livin.
Grateful for my family and friends.
Without them, life would be borin’.
I’m explorin’ every possibility I see worthy,
because the things I perceive are
manifested by my thoughts and actions.
Gainin’ traction with every new connection.
Every new idea. Tassels flyin’ in the wind like Rocky Maivia.
Think, therefore I am. Got a plan, man.
Change my world with every thought and action.
Don’t get caught in a feedback loop of
negative thoughts and derogative tunes.
Never get caught in a feedback loop of
negative thoughts. There is more to you.
Brainstorm things you would never pay for.
Picture those that every day wanted more of the
things you could never imagine.
People out there do things that you couldn’t fathom.
That’s why you gotta focus on ways you can
blaze new trails, give well-due praise to
those that raised us, no matter the dangers.
Love rangers make positive changes at
any opportunity. Focus on unity.
Enjoy impunity and active immunity from
poison thoughts that prevent progress.
Draw from experience with style and finesse.
Play chess with your demons, make their cheeks blush red.
Yes, we just said drop the pain and stress, just
breathe deep in the two lungs in your chest.
Take a step back, give it another hack.
Think about what went wrong the first pass.
This time, you will succeed at last. And
if you don’t, you’ll know you gave it your best
You’ll know that you gave a damn. Threw it down and
slammed what you had on your notepad. Every
transaction. Put your thoughts in action.
Take the time to give back some way
to those that sacrificed their days.
Gave what could have been for what we were given.
Thankful for every moment that I’m livin’.
Grateful for my family and friends.
Without them, life would be borin’.
I’m explorin’ every possibility I see worthy,
because the things I perceive are
manifested by my thoughts and actions.
Gainin’ traction with every new connection.
Every new idea. Tassels flyin’ in the wind like Rocky Maivia.
Think, therefore I am. Got a plan, man.
Change my world with every thought and action.
Don’t get caught in a feedback loop of
negative thoughts and derogative tunes.
Never get caught in a feedback loop of
negative thoughts. There is more to you.
Never get caught in a feedback loop of negative thoughts.
There is more to you.
Go explore the zoo known as the earth.
Our planet is worth more than the dearth it’s given.
Now it’s up to us to take back power.
Move the needle of progress.
Vote with your wallet! Vote with your wallet!
Never support those who habitually transgress.
According to Wikipedia, progressive rock is defined as a genre by the following:
Prog rock is based on fusions of styles, approaches and genres, involving a continuous move between formalism and eclecticism. Due to its historical reception, the scope of progressive rock is sometimes limited to a stereotype of long solos, long albums, fantasy lyrics, grandiose stage sets and costumes, and an obsessive dedication to technical skill.
My favorite prog rock band, Transatlantic, certainly fits within that definition. While they don’t dress up in costumes or decorate their stages with elaborate sets, they’re known for long, complex songs with inspirational lyrics and memorable melodies. The musicians in Transatlantic are experts in seamlessly blending musical styles and time signatures.
All of Transatlantic’s albums are excellent. Kaleidoscope remains my favorite despite it being my introduction to the band.
Back in 2014, Best Buy was one of the last stores selling audio CDs on shelves. Every time I’d get some extra cash I’d browse the selection and choose something new.
I think it was the colorful album cover that initially caught my eye. I noticed that Kaleidoscope was on Metal Blade Records, which was a label I trusted. The release was also a 2-disk set, meaning I’d get two CDs for the price of one. Without knowing anything about the band, I went ahead and bought the album.
At first I was surprised with what I heard because Metal Blade is known for heavier stuff. I quickly realized this was a prog album. Not to say there aren’t some heavier sections of the album, especially during Into The Blue, but this was not a typical Metal Blade release.
It didn’t take me long to learn that all five songs on the main disk are incredible. The first track, Into The Blue, has become my favorite song of all time.
Into The Blue starts out slow but takes you on an expedition that spans several genres and emotions. At 25 minutes and 13 seconds long, the tune gets me through most of my drive to work. If you like this song, be sure to check out other Transatlantic songs such as All Of The Above, Duel With The Devil, Suite Charlotte Pike, Mystery Train and Swing High, Swing Low.
Transatlantic is:
Neal Morse – keyboard, vocals, guitar
Mike Portnoy – drums, vocals
Roine Stolt – guitar, vocals, keyboards
Pete Trewavas – bass, vocals
Dust Lord – Teethcutter (2024)
Stoner/doom/sludge metal from Tulsa, Oklahoma
Breath – Primeval Transmissions (2023)
Meditative stoner/doom metal from Portland, Oregon
Hidas – Hidas (2023)
Instrumental stoner rock from Munich, Germany
Desert Mantra – The Desert 1 (2024)
Instrumental stoner rock from Torreón, Mexico
Deaf Lizard – The Last Odyssey (2024)
Stoner rock from Oldenburg, Germany
Mustard Seed is a large grocery store and sit-down restaurant at 867 West Market Street in Akron. Local musicians perform on the upstairs stage quite often. I was once there when the band Time Cat played a David Bowie tribute set. It was awesome!
On Saturday, December 21st, 2024, Euphoria Pleasant performed their second-ever live show. It took place at Mustard Seed! The band played twelve songs for over one and a half hours.
Euphoria Pleasant – Live at Mustard Seed in Akron, Ohio (12/21/2024)
Runtime: 1 hour 36 minutes 16 seconds
213mb MP3 download (.zip file)
Track list:
Euphoria Pleasant is:
Guitar – Berhane Selassie Okantah
Bass – Mike Fiander
Drums – Noah Powell
This is an EP of songs I wrote that was released a couple years ago.
PINBALL WINDFALL
ALL SNARE DRUM SOUNDS SAMPLED MYSELF FROM REAL PINBALL FLIPPERS
Grippin’ the flippers. Man, I’m hittin’ the kickers.
Achievin’ the high score while colored strobe lights
flicker on the board. I’m playin’ a pinball game
at the bowling alley on a rainy day.
Insert two coins for one play. Pull the plunger.
Strike the ball with the force of wind and thunder.
Shoot it up into the playfield.
Hit your target like Baker Mayfield.
On a six-and-a-half-degree incline.
React properly to keep the ball alive.
Use the flippers. Catch the ball, turn ’em into grippers.
Fling that thing, hit your target with a ripper.
Redirect the ball. Never, ever let it fall
to the bottom of the board. Choose a different protocol.
Hit the pop bumpers, give the ball a couple jumpers.
The kickers and the slingshots always make you wonder where the
ball is gonna go! Where’s the pinball gonna go?
Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone?
A drop target hole or a saucer?
Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe?
In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize.
Maybe in your basement, Banzai Run from ’89.
Avoid a tilt, but hit a nudge, just because
you’d like to keep your game goin’, havin’ so much fun.
Have a ton of quarters in pocket. Now, time to rock it.
Hit a stationary target or a multiball socket.
How many points can you attain in the pinball game?
Can you process all the action in your brain?
Can you make the ball behave when it’s time to play?
When you walk in the arcade at the end of the day?
A whirlwind spinner. Yes, this gimmick is a winner.
If you’re a beginner you’ll wish your skills were much bigger.
Gates block your ball from going a certain way.
A stopper between the flippers keeps defeat at bay.
Activate a special mission or a bonus game.
Never let random chance have the final say.
Hit a quick tilt when your ball’s in the outlane.
Get it in, get a tournament win; celebrate!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone?
A drop target hole or a saucer?
Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe?
In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize.
Maybe in your basement, Frankenstein from ’95.
Man, you’re doin’ your best, but you just let
the ball fall between the flippers once again.
If you wanna win first or second in the tournament,
better turn around and get points like a savage.
Get a free game. Match the numbers on the display.
Active bumpers shoot you every which way.
Solenoid sends me into the void.
When I return, I get burned to my opponent’s joy.
Interactive backglass. Catchy graphics.
Eye-popping design, ’89, Bad Cats.
Theatre of Magic.
Super tragic outcome if I don’t learn the angles real fast.
Been playin’ on the same coin for a long time.
Onlookers multiply as my score climbs.
Catch the ball in the flipper at the drop of a dime.
And now I hit a prime line, and my score is enshrined.
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone?
A drop target hole or a saucer?
Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe?
In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize.
Maybe in your basement, Banzai Run from ’89.
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
Down the middle of the lane or in a rollover zone?
A drop target hole or a saucer?
Explode when you insert the coins, give the plunger a throw!
Where’s it gonna go? Where’s the pinball gonna go?
In a scoop, in a moat? Head to head, toe to toe?
In a tournament, playin’ for the glory and the prize.
Maybe in your basement, Frankenstein from ’95.
THE CARFETERIA feat. MC SNAX
The Carfeteria is where I eat food.
Always buy something to chew every time I’m on the move.
Spendin’ big cash fast on a chicken nugget batch.
Got a tray in the back. When I eat, it’s on my lap.
Got an Arby’s card, buy one get one sandwich.
Flash it in the drive-thru. That piece of plastic is magic.
I need some curly fries, too.
And samplin’ of a side salad. Yes, I made out like a bandit.
…The Carfeteria. I eat there every day.
Crumbs accumulate. Spill stains often take place.
Fries between the seats. They have been there for weeks.
They live among spare change, mints, and wrappers for sweets.
Got a cup holder that I need to clean. It’s obscene.
At this point for me, a spotless car is a pipe dream.
I might seem like I’m not tidy.
My car is hiding crumbs and change in the seams and siding.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
Now not too many have mastered the art
of eatin’ food like Big Snax has in the car.
Though, I still make a mess and my car’s unsightly.
The skill takes time, don’t take it lightly.
But I could eat a bowl of soup while my homie drives
down a bumpy dirt road, and my food still survives.
But like Don will tell ya, don’t be reckless.
Drive with hands at 10 and 2, not while eatin’ breakfast.
There’s no joy sweeter than eatin’ in your car,
but you should only do it if you’re safely parked.
And if you’re scared to make a mess, it doesn’t have to be hard.
You can start with something simple, like a protein bar.
But me? I like to hit up the drive-thru.
Find a nice place to park with a scenic view.
Outside my ride I confide no meal is complete.
So yo, Particle Don, tell our homies where we eat!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
If you’re on the go, get some fries.
Many times I have purchased potatoes cut into straight lines.
Buy them with change you find. Fill your stomach, free your mind.
Never operate a vehicle and eat at the same time.
Unless you’re at a stop light, and you’ve got your eyes wide.
You don’t wanna get in a wreck or cause a side swipe.
I like eatin’ food from Five Guys,
’cause it travels really nice in the car when I drive. Day or night.
The abyss is the spot between my seat and center console.
I’ve dropped enough food in there to feed the student council.
When I vacuum, gonna whistle a happy tune.
It’s long overdue, many crumbs have accrued.
Many spills have taken place, many french fries went to waste.
One time waffle fries fell outta my lap all over the place.
Lost my entire snack across my floor mat.
It set me back. Made me sad. I’ll never forget that.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you love the drive-thru.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you, ’cause you have to.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
…You do it when you’re on the move.
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
Where do ya eat? IN THE CAR!
You do it, do it, ’cause you must eat food.
I JUST SPENT SIXTY BUCKS AT THE DOLLAR TREE
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me?
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy.
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
So many items in my arms, that I had to grab a cart.
Where do I start? Garbage bags or in the aisle with crafts and art?
Mini chocolate bars. Didn’t expect my bill to be this large.
My excitement? Off the charts. They’ve got Tic-Tacs and Sweet Tarts.
Greeting cards. Happy birthday and thank you. They are two for a dollar.
Pick some up for weddings, birthdays, baby showers.
Yes, I got a calculator that I didn’t even need.
On the back of the box it says this item contains mercury.
The Dollar Tree allows me to get the things I need,
but three twenties left my wallet during this epic shopping spree.
I went overboard. My grand total soared.
Every item grabbed contributed to the double-digit price tag.
I did bad. Somehow bought dishwasher tabs.
Ended up with push pins. Mini cups. A sketchpad.
Staples. Wooden clothes clips. Gloves for your hands.
Coloring books and birthday party loot bags.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me?
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy.
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
How do they do it? Everything’s a dollar. And they’ve got name brands.
Everything from home supplies to pens and checkout impulse grabs.
Sticky putty. Thumb tacks. Also, mini tissue packs.
Stack after stack of maps on a spinning display rack.
Fifty-six items after tax. How ’bout that?
I got me some colored sand and some mix for bubble baths.
Tabletop place mats and flash cards for math.
I got ten divider tabs and a box of waxy crayons.
Yes, they do have snacks. Cookies. Plastic silverware. Trays.
Napkins. Paper towels. I could be in there for days.
They have paper plates. Stacking games with unique shapes.
Dollar Tree detour; put a smile up on ya face.
I got some neon glow sticks and a bubble blowing kit.
I feel too legit to quit as I grab magnetic clips for my fridge.
Food containers. Clothes hangers. It’s a trip.
Yes, I am an addict. Got a glue stick and a new bucket.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me?
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy.
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Ended up with crayons, glue, and string. How did this happen to me?
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, several bags I’m carrying. So much for downsizing.
I just spent sixty bucks at the Dollar Tree.
Uncontrollable shopping spree. Got paper clips and candy.
I walked into this store for only one thing.
Now, home I bring DVDs. So much for downsizing.
SICK OF IT
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished.
Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich.
I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet.
It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it.
You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.
My name is Jack Skellington! I don’t have any hair.
A few months before Christmas, I had a nightmare.
I’m sick of Halloween. And I’m super lonely.
Sally is the only one who understands me.
One night while wandering, I came across a magic tree
with a portal to Christmas Town. An insane thing.
Couldn’t believe what I saw. It was amazing.
Everyone was happy. No one was complaining.
Now I plan my own Christmas celebration.
To share with my fellow townsfolk the sensation
of pure joy and love. But I can’t explain it.
Can’t explain Christmas and all the love contained in it.
The only way that they’ll know what I’m tryin’ to say
is to take over Christmas town without delay.
Sally tries to tell me no, but I don’t listen.
Tell her “Make me a coat!” I’ve got my evil intuition.
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished.
Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich.
I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet.
It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it.
You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.
Take Santa straight to Oogie Boogie, the boogeyman.
Sally tried to save Santa, so he could stop Jack,
but Sally got captured, too. Now she’s in danger.
Christmas Town’s people notice the behavior
of Santa has changed. That’s ’cause Jack took his place.
From the sky, wicked, evil presents rain.
Jack’s under attack. He was shot out the sky.
He decides now it’s time for Oogie Boogie to die.
Walks into the lair, now he fights the boogeyman.
Rips apart the bad guy with his bare hands.
Bugs n’ slugs fall out of Oogie’s body.
They fall into the cauldron and continue rotting.
Jack promises he’ll return Christmas Town to the
way it was found. All the people gather ’round
and they play in the snow while Jack and Sally go
to the graveyard and let their hearts glow.
I can’t stand it. Man, I’ll tell you, I’ve famished.
Hunger for Christmas is large. I need a sandwich.
I need somethin’ to keep me from ‘causin’ damage.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a savage.
It’s time to ravage and cause pain across the planet.
It’s time to prove that I’m sick of it and I can’t stand it.
You have landed on an island. Now you’re stranded.
Sick of it, sick of it, sick of it. I’m a maverick.