Music
Bedouin Baby, on Suno. Musical nomadism. Genre hopping.
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My Daddy Is a Dog Killer - A1
Verse 1 I was headed off, didn’t matter where, Church camp, rehab, Army, Navy, Air. One thing only crossed my mind,
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My Daddy Is a Dog Killer - A3, New New Words
Verse 1 I was headed off, didn’t matter where, Church camp, rehab, Army, Navy, Air. One thing only crossed my mind,
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Fear’s Bed (Fear’s Fck) - A1
Verse 1 Like a thief in the middle of the night Fear slipped in uninvited Didn’t come with a gun or a smoking flame
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Fear’s Bed (Fear’s Fck) - A3
Verse 1 Like a thief in the middle of the night Fear slipped in uninvited Didn’t come with a gun or a smoking flame
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Fear’s Bed (Fear’s Fck) - A2
Verse 1 Like a thief in the middle of the night Fear slipped in uninvited Didn’t come with a gun or a smoking flame
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Mirror, Mirror, Enemy on the Wall - A1
Verse 1 Mirror, mirror, once my friend on the wall, Now you’re my enemy after all. Who hit the “Expand All” button on me?
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My Diary (Anne) - New 1 **
At eleven I began to write In a little book given to me. My memories, dreams, and hidden thoughts Filled the pages of my diary.
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Flute and Violin 1 - A1
Verse 1 Hello, long lost love It’s me again, Writing letters to my hearts ghost
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Flute and Violin 1 - A2
Verse 1 Hello, long lost love It’s me again, Writing letters to my hearts ghost
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Seared Expectations (Army Men) - A2
Verse 1 Two women laid their stories down Like broken glass across the room But I carried silence like a fragile birth stone
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Seared Expectations (Army Men) - A1
Verse 1 Two women laid their stories down Like broken glass across the room But I carried silence like a fragile birth stone
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I Am Not a Hero, I’m an Activist - A1
Verse 1 I never asked for statues. Never dreamed of a Gandhi path. I wasn’t chasing glory
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Cerebral Wolves - A2 (Old Words)
I’m the id in the ego I go wherever he goes Cerebral wolves in the undergrowth circling what I think I know
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Cerebral Wolves - A1 (Old Words)
I’m the id in the ego I go wherever he goes Cerebral wolves in the undergrowth circling what I think I know
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Fleedom Brick by Brick - A1
(Verse 1 – The Prisoner) We sleep like neighbors in our mortgaged home, Still say “good morning,” still say “good night Pay the bills, mow the yard
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I’m Thankful - A1* (Country Smooth)
I first thank my family who’s been there by my side, in good, bad and worse. For my parents who don’t hide. My dad gave me a space in his office to share, To just pass the time of pain and despair. Ben gave me a job and I’ll proove him right, I’m giving my soul to this work day and night. In their own single way each one shows they care, Some busy, some far, but all have been there. I thank some good friends who don’t turn away, When all “hell turns loose” they show up and stay. They call me, invite me, and don’t leave me alone, Monitor my “well beeing”, by a call on the phone. I thank those who left, to busy to care, I know now who’s real, the them who care. The “daring” do call, they know my life changed; Invitations start lacking, gets lonely and strange. Weekends are worse, “all” busy with life, But there is always that person who makes me feel nice. I thank my dear son, he’s grown up so fast, He had to live soon, reality at last. So hes living what comes, each day at a time, And making life easy, for his mom to feel fine. I’m thankful for sadness, for troubles and pain, It all opens doors to a new life of “gain”. I just have so much to be thankful for, My life is a path I’ll repeat allways once more. No regrets, no failure, just life takes its course, If I live once more I’ll ride that same horse.
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Tear drops in the journey of Loneliness
I ain’t from the class of no good, but I’ve sure wallowed through my trails of tears I’m just from the tribe of standing still, With trembling hopes inside my always rising wants
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Tear drops in the journey of Loneliness
I ain’t from the class of no good, but I’ve sure wallowed through my trails of tears I’m just from the tribe of standing still, With trembling hopes inside my always rising wants
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Slurpy Jerky 1A - The night the aliens picked me up
The night the aliens picked me up I was sittin’ on a porch cooler a drinkin’, smoke’n and a toking Their spaceship landed in my landlord’s pasture Scared the cows and woke the shit of curiosity in me up
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Slurpy Jerky 1E - The night the aliens picked me up
The night the aliens picked me up I was sittin’ on a porch cooler a drinkin’, smoke’n and a toking Their spaceship landed in my landlord’s pasture Scared the cows and woke the shit of curiosity in me up
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Slurpy Jerky 1D - The night the aliens picked me up
The night the aliens picked me up I was sittin’ on a porch cooler a drinkin’, smoke’n and a toking Their spaceship landed in my landlord’s pasture Scared the cows and woke the shit of curiosity in me up
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Slurpy Jerky 1C - The night the aliens picked me up
The night the aliens picked me up I was sittin’ on a porch cooler a drinkin’, smoke’n and a toking Their spaceship landed in my landlord’s pasture Scared the cows and woke the shit of curiosity in me up
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Slurpy Jerky 1B - The night the aliens picked me up
The night the aliens picked me up I was sittin’ on a porch cooler a drinkin’, smoke’n and a toking Their spaceship landed in my landlord’s pasture Scared the cows and woke the shit of curiosity in me up
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Dancing with my Picasso - A1 (A Margarita Fireball)
You are my mobile Picasso, My wobble in the moonlight of stress, My shine in rainbow-colored shoes, And in dresses that Jessica Rabbit your curves. You wear dresses like a sunset, Have curves that dance instead of pose, You never stay inside the lines of generality That’s just how your beauty grows. A new unique resonating beam of color a day And I, I am in love, With my Picasso.
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New Leafing 1B
I once knew who I was, Or maybe who I wasn’t, A barefoot soul with nowhere else to be. I laughed without a reason,
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New Leafing 1C
I once knew who I was, Or maybe who I wasn’t, A barefoot soul with nowhere else to be. I laughed without a reason,
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New Leafing 1A
I once knew who I was, Or maybe who I wasn’t, A barefoot soul with nowhere else to be. I laughed without a reason,
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Love is on the inside - 1B (Edgy, Sultry)
Verse 1 Leonard Cohen on a Sunday morning Oyster shooters and a Bloody in her hand Sunlight dancing through a window in Chicago
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Love is on the inside - 1A
Verse 1 Leonard Cohen on a Sunday morning Oyster shooters and a Bloody in her hand Sunlight dancing through a window in Chicago
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Trump Suck’s Small Dick Energy 1a
Verse 1 He pulls up loud in a lifted truck Talks all night but he ain’t got much Thinks the whole world knows his name