We Are Telling Them

We Are Telling Them We're Engaged

 Here's the next song in the fucked up relationship album. Me and the mean boyfriend are fixin' to tell my parents we're engaged.

The lyrics are:

And we will tell them we're engaged

We are telling them
We are telling them
We are telling them
We are telling them

We're engaged and
We are telling that we are very much engaged, yes we are

For us
For us

For us

For us

I have a bad feeling
That they will be reeling
When we tell them the news
It will give them the blues
I see it already; they look real spooked
They think my boyfriend is a real kook
They might be right about that, maybe
Cuz he is frightening; he might have rabies
I don't know what I was thinking
I'm on a ship that is sinking

And we will tell them we're engaged

In the Light of the Moon

 

In the Light of the Moon

 This song is about how I have the weird belief that everything in nature has a song - every tree has a song, every stone has a song, every animal has a song, everything has a song. And if we listen carefully, we might just hear those songs. And if I do, indeed, hear the songs of the trees, and I sing and play what I hear, I'll be like the moon reflecting the light of the sun (the songs of the trees are the sunlight).

The lyrics are:

Spirits are sending me music from all around
They're in the air, and I am singing on the ground
And I think I will hoot like a big, hairy owl
Music will make me toot, and I will start to howl

In the light of the moon
The light light light of the moon

Spirits of nature sing, but we are unaware
Yes, we've forgotten them, cuz we don't seem to care
If you listen, the music will come in dreams
Alighting like a feather on singing moon beams
I was listening at night, and I heard the trees
Their music, flying like kites, brought me to my knees
If I listen closely, their messages will abound

Their music, Heavenly, is rooted in the ground

In the light of the moon
The light light light of the moon

If I get a chance to hear the tree songs, I gotta be the moon
Reflecting back the light of their music, the light of the trees will be here soon

Spirits of the trees sing like they're the sun
And I am the moon, singing just for fun

In the light of the moon
The light light light of the moon

30 Minutes Catcauphony Plus Guitar

 

30 Minutes Catcauphony Plus Guitar

 The other one stopped working. This is noise you can use to tune out the sound of screaming kids (especially if you use noise cancelling earbuds with it).

Burnin' in Paradise

Hey y'all, I wanted to share this cool little ditty from a group collaboration I'm part of! Check it out, man. It's a country song! It's got banjo and mandolin and rap in it! Yeah, we're called Owls with Glasses. We, all three of us group members. wear glasses. Yay!!!!!

 Burnin in Paradise on Spotify

Burnin in Paradise on Amazon

Burnin in Paradise on Apple Music

Burnin in Paradise on Pandora

It's also on Deezer and YouTube and pretty much anywhere you can get music. 

We Just Work

We Just Work

 Monday is bringing up existential issues. What is this life all about, man? All we do is work (to keep ourselves alive), and then we die.

I'm Introducing My Boyfriend to My Parents

I'm Introducing My Boyfriend To My Parents

 

This is the next song in the fucked up relationship album; it's the song where I introduce mean-boyfriend-guy to my parents. They are less than thrilled.
 

The lyrics are:

I'm introducing my boyfriend to my parents

And I think they have horror in their eyes

Maybe it's because he's mean

And they don't like people who are mean

I'm introducing my boyfriend to my parents

I'm introducing my boyfriend to my parents

I don't think that they like him

I don't think that they like him

Do they not like that he is an ancient crock

That was born before they had invented clocks?

If they liked him I would be over the moon

But I don't think they want him to be my groom

I don't think that they like him

I don't think that they like him

I'm introducing my boyfriend to my parents

I'm introducing my boyfriend to my parents

And I see that they do not like the looks of
This old boyfriend with whom I think I'm in love
He's a great guy - I know that's what he must be
My parents' faces say that's not what they see

Death Is Finally Feeling Better

 

Here's the one with shitty vocals:

Death Is Finally Feeling Better

 Here's the one with better vocals:

Death is Finally Feeling Better - Mix 2

 This a song about feelin' better about one's upcoming death.

The lyrics are:

Death is finally feeling better; death is finally feeling better
Death is feeling better feeling better; Death is feeling better feeling better

When I finally die, I will certainly try
Not to be too frightened – will I fly to the sky?
Or if we head to oblivion – our minds will be gone
After we're dead but that gives me a strange hope that now dawns
We'll be going to the same place; that puts a smile on my face
See, the idea just came that the void is our true home base
And if that is the truth, we don't have to be scared
We'll go to oblivion without a single care

Death is finally feeling better; death is finally feeling better
Death is feeling better feeling better; Death is feeling better feeling better

Living in a house of ghosts has given me clues
About what may be the mostest heavenly blues
That is the music they sing in my bedroom when I'm sleeping
Music of the dead, it will ring; flying to me on angels wings
And when I die, I wonder if they will call me
To the spirit world where I will certainly see
The land where we came from before, going through the heavenly door
Is it the void or do we soar to a land of Heavenly shores?

Death is feeling better; I don't know how it happened; but I feel like I will go home again
And even if it's the void; It's something I won't avoid; cuz death might event be my oldest friend

Death is finally feeling better; death is finally feeling better
Death is feeling better feeling better; Death is feeling better feeling better

Here's the one with the better vocals:

Here's the one with the sucky vocals:

Today's the Day!

Today's the Day

 This is the next song in the fucked up relationship album. It's about it finally being the day that I introduce mean-boyfriend-guy to my parents! And tell them we're ENGAGED!!!!!!! 

The lyrics are:

Today is the day I'll introduce my boyfriend to my parents
I'm looking forward to introducing my boyfriend to my parents

I think they will like him and
He is my most favorite man

And we we will tell them we're engaged, and I think they'll be happy for us
Yes, we will tell them we're engaged, and we are on the Relationship Bus

I know they'll love him - he is a good man
Heavens Above, I wonder how I landed
Such a great catch and I know that my
Parents will state that he is a great guy
And when we tell them we are engaged, they'll
Know, in terms of boyfriends, I did so well
Yes, I cannot wait to tell them this afternoon
We will all feel great, and they'll be over the moon

Today's the day that I'll introduce my new boyfriend to my parents
I know that they will like him and they'll know that we're the bestest friends

 

Death Demo

 This is a demo of what will hopefully become a song about death. I'll add art and stuff tomorrow.

The Girl That Got Away

The Girl That Got Away

 This is a song about a girl who gets away from an abusive relationship. Well, it's autobiographical. Yessiree.

The lyrics are:

I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away

This is the story of a girl, who's ex-boyfriend's name is Paul
Looking at old photos of him makes her feel like her skill will crawl

I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away

He was not nice to her; it did not take much to make him mad
She knew he was a turd, and on the day she left, she was glad

She soon realized he's a turd
To not leave him would be absurd

He had some superficial charm and it left her disarmed
He belonged in a funny farm, where he could do no harm
He was not too easy to get away from, I fear
When she realized he was bad, she said, "Oh, my," and "Oh, dear"
It was hard because he isolated her from all her friends
And her confidence was gone when she knew this had to end
But her anger helped her kick his dumb ass to the curb
She got rid of him because he is seriously disturbed

I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away
I'm the angry me, the angry, Paul-hating me, the girl that got away

Flying Home

Flying Home

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album. I managed to get the time in Germany without Mean Boyfriend Dude getting angry at me. But, then, on the plane home, I managed to make him get angry at me for a dumb reason.

We got through the trip without
Him yelling at me - I said, "wow"

And now we're on the plane to go home
I asked him in a pleading tone
Can you talk to me as we are flying home?
Your silence makes me feel like I am alone

Then he got angry
At me for interrupting as he's reading his dumb magazine
He got real angry
He said I was the most rudest girl had ever ever seen

I'd never seen him looking so angry
And I must say I'm terrified, frankly
No, I do not think he is gonna hit me
But his anger makes me feel shitty
I'll never forget the look on his face
His affection disappeared without a trace
And he is just a mean man, acting all scary
And he seems like a fiend that doesn't really care for me

Very favorite person in the world
Very favorite person in the world

Can you talk to me as we are flying home?
Can you talk to me as we are flying home?

And like our luggage, our love carries on
And like our luggage, our love carries on

My Usual Sunday Depresso Mood

 

Sunday Depresso Mood

 This is a song about that depressed feeling most of us get on Sundays - or lots of us, anyway. It's that usual Sunday Depresso mood that comes up when we know Monday is coming and the workweek is going to be starting up all over again. But it's okay, cuz someday, we get to retire. And then we die.

The lyrics are:

The weekend is not gonna be here long
And I'm feeling bummed
My aversion of the workweek is strong
The workweek is dumb

My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood
My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood

The workweek is gonna be here real soon
And I'm feeling down
And I am not feeling over the moon
And it makes me frown

My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood
My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood

Monday's not a fun-day; it's mundane, and Sunday's where I am
Glum - say, maybe, one day, I'll be done working for the man, oh, man
But, I guess, that means I'll be retired, and soon I will be dead
With not much time to enjoy life, and that thought sticks inside my head

It feels like a shitty thing
When Monday is nigh
Feelings of self-pity sting
I feel like I'll die

My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood
My usual Sunday Depresso mood, My usual Sunday Depresso mood

Self Sabotaging Tendencies

Self Sabotaging Tendencies

This is a song about how I've been failing in many endeavors in my life, even though I should, technically, be good at said endeavors. I think it's all because of some self-sabotaging tendencies. And, just to prove it to myself, I almost posted the wrong song just now. Not only was it the wrong song, but it's actually the worst song I've ever written. Glad I caught that act of self-sabotage before it came to fruition! Bleh. 

The lyrics are:

Self sabotaging tendencies: I have some self sabotaging tendencies

I don't know why I do it; I don't know why I do it

I don't know why I do it; I don't know why I do it

I don't know how to stop, and it's over the top

And no matter how hard I try, I fail, and I start to cry

At this point, I do not know what to do; I'm caught 

In my very own trap;  all I do turns to crap/starts to rot

Spirit Birds

 

Spirit Birds

 This is a song about these birds I've been hearing lately. I don't know what kind of birds they are, but it sounds like they're sayin', "Spirit, spirit!" So here's a song about 'em.

I Was Afraid of Fucking Up

I Was Afraid Of Fucking Up

This is the next song in the fucked up relationship album. This is about that experience of walking on eggshells, as the young kids say these days. On the trip to Germany, I was constantly afraid I would fuck up and say something that would make him mad at me.

The lyrics are:

Every moment 

I was afraid of saying something that would make angry

Every moment

I was 'fraid saying something that would make him angry at me

I was afraid of fucking up every single moment in time

I was 'fraid of fucking up and saying something that would offend him

All the time

I Can't Tell You That

I Can't Tell You That - Mix 3

 This is a song about being freaked out about grey aliens. See, I read some books in 2018 about grey aliens and they freaked me out. That's what this song is about.