Three Friends

Three Friends

This is the next song in the possession album. The fire god hears three of his friends calling him back to the sun. He starts to fly up there, yesiree.

The lyrics are:

I feel real hesitant to fly away from here, from my friends, who drink beer

They are my human friends; and I love them a lot, and they like to smoke pot

And there are 3 of my friends calling me to go back up to the sun
I hear those 3 friends; they are calling, “come on back up cuz we miss you a ton

I'm happy and I'm sad, at the same time and I am trying not to cry
And mainly I feel bad to leave the girl behind when I go to the sky

And there are 3 of my friends calling me to go back up to the sun
I hear those 3 friends; they are calling, “come on back up cuz we miss you a ton

There's room in my big heart / For humans, and I'll start
To get sad, but in the end / I'll be glad to see my friends
Here I go up to the sun, and here I go
And I know that everyone will start to glow
In the sense of being happy to see me
And my friends' love is as big as a galaxy
I'm trying not to cry / As I fly to the sky
I'm blue and flying high / To my crew and I will cry:
"Here I go up to the sun and here I go"

But when these humans die, I'll see them in the sky; their spirits will fly high
So I'll try not to cry, and I'm starting to fly, up to the fiery sky

And there are 3 of my friends calling me to go back up to the sun
I hear those 3 friends; they are calling, “come on back up cuz we miss you a ton

2021

 

2021

 For the past couple years, I've had this tradition-thingy, where I do a reprise of one of my favorite songs on New Year's Eve. This one is a reprise of the possession album song from July 23, 2021. This was a significant year cuz it's the first year where I wrote over a hundred songs. That's what this song's about. I'm always a little sad when the calendar flips over to the new year, if the old year was a good one. This year was one of those good ones, when it comes to the music stuff that happened in it, for sure. Yesiree. So, I decided to pay tribute to 2021 with this here song.

The lyrics are:

I am gonna miss you when it is another year
I wish I could kiss you, and I know I'll shed a tear

It's a hundred songs, and even more came out of me
In this special year, wow, that's a lot, I plainly see

Twenty twenty one is when I wrote the mostest songs
Wow, son of a gun! Me and this year, we got along

When the calendar switches over, I'll be sad
So I'll say to Twenty Twenty One: “You made me glad!”

Twenty twenty one, man, son-of-a-gun; this year did me proud
When all's said and done, we had so much fun; and I'll sing it loud
It is the last day, so it's time to say: “Twenty twenty one...”
“Helped me find my way, to these songs I play, I'll miss you a ton!”

He Should Have Still Gone To Me - It May Take 100 Years

He Should Still Have Gone To Me

The hook of this song came to me in a dream - words and everything. It's another one of those cryptic dream songs, yesiree, where you have to figure out what it's about. A man running from the Bear Queen seems like a fine and dandy thing for this song to be about.

The lyrics are:

He should have still gone to me; it may take a hundred years

He could have just gone over to me but
He wanted to swim in the purple sea, but
I had some rainbows that I could offer
But I could tell from his very posture
That he had stubbornness inside of him
He was so cock-sure and he was toughened
By his stupid life experiences
Between him and people, he built fences

He should have still gone to me; it may take a hundred years

I am the bear queen, and I have power
I make the rainstorms that grow the flowers
And he was scared of that kind of magic
Inside the glare of light that's fantastic
Painting the sky with rainbows and music
He got so freaked he thought he would lose it
So he ran away to the purple sea
But there are some days he still thinks of me

He should have still gone to me; it may take a hundred years

What Are You Doing, You Butthole/

What Are You Doing You Butthole

 This is a song about a person coming over and breaking all my stuff. It's not a true story. But it's based on a thing from my childhood. There were these friends of the family who would come over and my parents would make me and my brother hide all our toys in our closets because the kids in that family had a habit of breaking every toy in sight.

The lyrics are:

What are you doing, you butthole?

Messing around, messing around
Messing around with my stuff

What are you doing, you butthole?

I do not want, I do not want
I do not want you to break my stuff

That time you came over to my place
I had to find a good hiding space
I hid my toys, I hid them away
Because, oh boy, yes, you like to play
Really rough, and I say, it's an imposition
All my stuff, you will break, cuz you never listen
When I say, “this was expensive – be careful,” well,
You break it, anyway because you are from Hell

What are you doing, you butthole?

When you come over, over to my house...
I have to hide my toys away

Simple, Ordinary Guys

Simple Ordinary Guys

This is the next song in the possession album - it involves the theme of simple ordinary people being confronted with the numinous.

 The lyrics are:

We'll tell you this, and it's no lie
We are just ordinary guys

We are simple ordinary guys

Our whole view of the world has changed
And our brains now feel rearranged

We are simple ordinary guys

We like to drink beer and some whiskey
Listening to country music songs
It might make us tear, with eyes, misty
And we always like to sing along

And we used to think we had the world all figured out

Now we do plainly see what the world is all about

Or, I guess, we should say, we know part of what is there

In the bright, sunny day, there's a fire god and some bears

Are you aware that there's bears and a fire god there?

And we all stare at the glare of the fiery stair

That he will ascend when he goes back up to the sun

And, in the end, we all know we'll miss him a ton

And we're trying to gather our thoughts
As we look up at this fire god

We are simple ordinary guys

Here's the alternative player-thingy, in case you need it:

It's Another Covid Christmas

It's Another Covid Christmas

 This song is about how a year has past since last Christmas, and we're still in Covid-Land. It's also about how tonight, Christmas Eve Eve, feels like a regular night - probably cuz it's another Covid Christmas. Yesiree.

The lyrics are:

It's the night before the night before Christmas
But it feels like just a regular night – what is this?

And Christmas Eve Eve doesn't feel that Christmas-y
No, Christmas Eve Eve doesn't feel that Christmas-y

It's another COVID Christmas, and it feels like last year
It's another COVID Christmas, but I'll try to find some holiday cheer

It's another COVID Christmas, so I'll get my booster shot
In the hopes that I will not miss this holiday I like a lot

I got everybody COVID testing kits for Christmas
And I hope they like their COVID testing kits this Christmas

And Christmas Eve Eve doesn't feel that Christmas-y
No, Christmas Eve Eve doesn't feel that Christmas-y

It's another COVID Christmas, and I hope I don't get sick
It's another COVID Christmas; now, there is a big up-tick

In cases and my hypochondriacal tendencies will
Do a number on me so I'll have to take a chill pill

We all hoped that Covid would be gone by now

But, nope! Now there is Omicron

And Does that mean our holidays will suck?

It's a bad scene: If Covid stays, we're fucked

I got everybody COVID testing kits for Christmas
And I hope they like their COVID testing kits this Christmas

 

Here's the alternative player thingy, in case the one up top isn't your cup o' tea:

Demo - Dream in Purple

 

Purple Demo 2

Here’s a demo of a song I wrote a long time ago. I’m plannin’ on making a more polished version soon. Oh yeah, and for those of you who prefer the other MP3 player, stay tuned for me to insert it here and in the previous post. My internet is crap this week, so I cain’t upload it onto the other player thingy site!!!!

Post-Script: My internet started working again, so now you have 2 players to choose from!

Dancing Away From Paul

 

Here's another song about my dumb, abusive ex-boyfriend. You're probably tired of hearing about him cuz there've been so many songs about him. But you'll probably be hearin' less about him soon cuz I'm almost done writing the graphic novel about him, so he'll be less on my mind. Poopity poop.

Now I'm In Human Form

Now I'm In Human Form (Circle Reprise)

 Here's the next song in the possession album. The girl, as she looks at her fire god friend in the sky, realizes that she's back to being a boring old human (or a boring old all-the-way-human) now that the fire god is not inside her. It's a reprise of the song "Nobody Else Made a Circle for Me" that I did back in August of 2020.

The lyrics are:

When I was a goddess, I lived in the circle of the sun and it was magic
Now, I am a girl, and this is my world, and I can say it's less than fantastic

Now I'm in human form, now I'm in human form
In human form, in human form, now I'm in human form

And now I can see my friend in the sky with my very eyeballs, I can see him
I burn with desire; I once was a fire; and now I am feeling ever so dim

Now I'm in human form, now I'm in human form
In human form, in human form, now I'm in human form

When I began on this journey of weirdness
My only worries were do I have beer? Yes,
Now, going back to my old life, it seems so sad
However my friends might make it not feel so bad
Seeing my friend, the fire god, it makes me
Go down memory lane, with thoughts that take me
To the circle of the sun, where I had
Lots of mischievous fun as a bad ass

Now I'm in human form, now I'm in human form
In human form, in human form, now I'm in human form
In human form, in human form, now I'm in human form

Nobody else made a circle for me, a circle a circle circle circle

Here's the alternative player thingy, in case the one up top doesn't work when you try to play it:

There Were Angels Out Tonight

Angels Out Tonight

 Here's my Christmas song for this year. It's go a long story behind it - maybe the song, itself tells it well enough, but I'll talk about it, anyway.

This song is a true story: a few weeks ago, me and a friend o' mine were in a pickle. The front end of her car got stuck on one of those curbstone parking place thingies. Long story short, we went to various places, looking to see if anyone had any solutions, and everyone was so nice. I mean, like, way super nice. It's like this little town in the valley was full of all these angels in human form. Everyone tried to help us out. 

Then these two women who knew a thing or two saw us messing around with the car, and one of them knew what to do! Those women got us out of our bind. They were angels. We wanted to buy them a drink at Starbucks, but they said something like pay it forward. 

This song came to me in a dream, and I decided to make it a Christmas song. Y'know, all these people we ran into, especially these 2 women, had angel-y goodness. Angels are very Christmas-y, so there you go.

My voice sounds like poop tonight, but maybe that's okay because I was trying to go for the sound of a bunch of people in a church singing badly.

The lyrics are:

My friend's car got stuck on a curb-stone and we went from place to place
To get some help, that's when we noticed everyone had a smiling face
Everyone we ran into was so sublime, it blew my mind
And they made me think of angels that you see at Christmas time

Me and my friend got into a bad pickle
We prayed that someone would help us a little
Our car got stuck, what bad luck, will somebody
Help us and these women told us we know what you need

There were angels out tonight, there were angels out tonight
They were such such gentle souls

They helped us get the car unstuck so we could go home
Were those women angels in human form? Maybe so

There were angels out tonight, there were angels out tonight
They were such such gentle souls

When we got stuck, we went to some places / And everyone we talked to had grace, yes
Everyone had oodles of kindness / Honestly it blew my mind, yes
How could everyone be so darn gentle? / It blew my mind and made me feel mental
Did I hallucinate this kindness? / I'll say it again – it blew my mind, yes
I do not think it's a coincidence / That this all happened close to Christmas
That we ran into all these angels / In human form, they were the same as those
Angels we heard on high that first Christmas / It felt like Heaven came down and kissed us
When in the parking lot of Starbucks / Those women helped us get unstuck

I'm mystified by the heavenly sight
Of angels who walk on earth in the night

There were angels out tonight, there were angels out tonight
They were such such gentle souls

Here's the alternative player-thingy, in case you want to use it instead of the other one:

Here's, yet, another alternative player thingy cuz I remixed this here song - the rap at the beginning was too quiet in the other mix, and there was one part that had distorto vocals in it.

O That Fire God

 

O That Fire God

 Here's the next song in the possession album; Father O'Malley sees the fire god there, up in the sky and he realizes that, yes, indeed, there are other gods in addition to God Almighty. But he's okay with that cuz he's an open-minded sort of guy.

The lyrics are:

When I see him up in the sky, he looks so lovely
Even though my religion sez there's just one god
Now that I have seen and talked to that old fire god
I can tell you now I've learned an awful lot

O, that fire god is burning in the sky of blue
And now I am learning his existence is true

As a priest, you know that I am all religious
But, as you can tell, I have an open mind
When I saw that fire god, everything got different
But, in fact, I can say that I feel just fine

O, that fire god is burning in the sky of blue
And now I am learning his existence is true

I am Father O'Malley, and I am a pal
And I can tell you this god who was in this gal
Is a shiny bright beacon in the summer sky
And to look at him makes me feel like I am high
I am Father O'Malley, and I am a priest
Looking where the sun rises, up and to the east
And I can tell you, in the very least
That the fire god is giving my eyeballs a feast

O, that fire god is burning in the sky of blue
And, now I am learning his existence is true

Here's the alternative player-thingy, in case you need it:

Poison Rain

Poison Rain

I had a dream on Tuesday morning about this rainstorm that had dense, tightly clustered teeny tiny drops. Me and some other people were getting soaked, and someone came up to us and told us that the rain was poisonous. That's what this song is about.

The lyrics are:

Last night I had a dream about the rain
It sounded bad, this thing I will explain

Poison rain, coming down, poison rain, coming down

The people I was hanging out with
Said that you will die, if you take a sip

Poison rain, coming down, poison rain, coming down

Poison rain, coming down, poison rain, coming down

In the dream I had the night before last, I was hanging outside in the rain
With some people and someone came up to us, and he began to explain...
He was sopped from drops that had plopped on his head, and I'll tell you what he said
He said rain drops are not soda pop, and he said, if you drink the rain, you're dead
And apparently, this was some industrially polluted poison rain
And now I know if somebody were to offer it to me, I would now refrain from
Drinking the rain, drinking the rain, drinking the poisonous, poopy bad rain
I will refrain from drinking the rain, because if you drink it you'll go down the drain

Poison rain, coming down, poison rain coming down

This Is What He Looks Like

This Is What He Looks Like

 This is the next song in the possession album; Timmy, Bobby, and Father O'Malley are awestruck by the fire god, now that they can see what he looks like. They're equally concerned for their friend, because not having him inside her anymore must be depressing.

The lyrics are:

He's outside of her, and we see him
Now we know for sure he is not dim
Beautiful we'd say, if you'd ask us
He is not so grey - he makes star dust

This is what he looks like; and we are amazed
He is burning so bright; an iridescent fiery blaze

We're her friends and we are concerned
Cuz she now no longer can burn
She might have problems adjusting
To reality - it's a tough thing

This is what he looks like; and we are amazed

He is burning so bright; an incandescent fiery blaze

We see him in front of us, and he is amazing
And when we're done discussing her, we're afraid
We won't find a solution to make her feel
Fine even without him, and our concern is real
Her mental health might suffer now
To make her feel less bad – we don't know how
What do we do about our friend? It might be really hard
She may be blue – it is the end of her being a star

We hope she won't get real depressed
But it's a safe bet, we confess
Not because she's vulnerable
It's cuz she has lost a sun-ful

Here's the alternative player thingy, in case you want to use it:

Here's another version of the song with different verses. I might like this one better, actually:

Tolerance

Tolerance

This song is about tolerance and how much it sucks.

The lyrics are:

Tolerance – I don't want it

I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned

Tolerance – it is stupidness; tolerance – and I am depressed

I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned

What if I never get, What if I never get, What if I never get high again?

I know that people will always say
That you should take tolerance holidays
And go without it, I'm all afraid
That tolerance will never fall away
What will this be like? I will see
I do not know when the next time will be
Of smoking after this holiday
And will my tolerance fall away?

What if I never get, what if I never get, what if I never get high again?

I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned, I wish I could get stoned