Basement Rock

Lyrics: Some conflicts are easily resolved But still leave you with too many problems to solve Nothing like feeling overwhelmed why isn’t anybody ever just whelmed Slim pickings left in the cabinet Results in inefficient government Lose lives for the sake of finances Maybe thats just how this life is Steal from the poor and give it to the wealthy A fealty of unknown origin but it feels like drinking cheap gin Overpowering Pine tree flavor sets you free from the limits of unity You're telling me an overbearing story But please as I lay like stones in a quarry hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, for me Get to the point I said with regret I really didn’t want to reset the conflict Stretch it out now it’s disjointed A failed king falsely anointed Spell it out for me, you know I can’t read between the lines A fine time spent disoriented But I really only want to be painted Like the sky before I die Shining through the leaves on high Maybe start a new chapter but is that what I’m after? I don’t think so I mean shit goes slow and the best time you have is gone in an instant A persistent resistance to change, no cage required You can even call me a liar, I won’t deny it Just remember the truth on this planet Look for the proof you won’t find So I’ll remind you to rewind Everyone is lame to the overlord Make sure you don’t take it overboard Get to the point I said with regret I really didn’t want to reset the conflict Stretch it out now it’s disjointed A failed king falsely anointed

song for a rainy day by Basement Rock

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Sleepy Eyes by Basement Rock

Wagging Tails and Happy Tales by Basement Rock

All About (instrumental) by Basement Rock

Peace and Quiet by Basement Rock

This song is about Barry the dog

Sleeping Bears by Basement Rock

Learning Curve by Basement Rock

Lyrics: Well it must have been a day just like any other Wake up go to work one after another But something told me this time its gonna change It's all Not quite the same way it's been arranged Tried to see what the hell I missed And I knew I'd be pissed if anything was amiss But it was just this, I couldn't tell what was different The only part deliberate is the same that make you feel considerate So maybe just consider this It's not just a twist or a ruse hereafter is how we choose Wonder about it all you want But at some point the haunting Will Turn your soul gaunt It feels like a massive taunt To see such happiness behind a vaunted shield And yet it will never yield The sealed barricade eternally made Yet maybe just then at that point of lost indifference You're finally freed from the bitterness You found your deliverance from fear and the ignorance of the years So take a deep breath, take it all in But better watch yourself before you fall in Head on a swivel mind on the devil Think you all fine but you ain't on the level have you been following the meaning Just like that you've been learning All the facts in this meandering life Just make sure the strife doesn't take you straight to the afterlife Your bed to sleep in Your grave to lay in Ever alone doesn't equal the stage You'll just be a shut in and not a sage Do the best you can, that old page Meant to assuage your fear of failure By your own nature be your own savior And have all the same major behavior Find your wealth beyond yourself Find your partner and live with good health Don't worry about anything else There's no reason to get so stressed In the end even you will be blessed The girl I love The one I treasure What's it all made of These things without measure So take a deep breath, take it all in But better watch yourself before you fall in Head on a swivel mind on the devil Think you all fine but you ain't on the level

Through The AEther by Basement Rock

Lyrics: what matters more, the journey or the destination you ask with a sense of resignation don't think for a second your time didn't matter just cause you didn't spend it on the right chatter That banter will cloud your mind, these brimstone fountains will clear in time From then on you'll see the skies for what they are, opportunities and possibilities stretch into liabilities but don't fear the probabilities just enjoy the time we have the lives we live they're not so bad Even in the darkest timeline clouded by a sad symphony You'll eventually see that positivity can be more than a fad So even though I know I can be a tad overzealous you shouldn't get jealous cause they always tell us how much worse everything could be If you were actually free Sometimes I wonder if Steven King had it all wrong, the journey to the end of the song wasn't the real test we're all just guests searching for the richest place in the west If there's nothing at the end of your quest then what was it all for, we all die before becoming blessed So I address the question to you Does life require meaning or are we just robots machining a new Gleaming generation within this nation with a fixation on relationships So as I write this does it matter or am I just spitting blabber with no meaningful patter The illusion of free will paralyzed within the eyes of a lover Can you have everything forever And would that really be any better What matters more the journey or the destination, we ask with a sense of damnation But why do you speak with such despair in your voice, you should know that you have always had a choice Just cause you hate the options doesn't make it unfair Everyone lives in this world and not every life can compare to the standards elsewhere Don't you dare stare at what someone else has and say that should be mine cause there's always another man staring up at your stature saying the same wishing he was better at the game of life ain't that a bit of irony you can only see what you don't have and swear that if you had his square you'd be worth more than his whole affair And you'll never be self aware Enough to make this realization of the journey and the destination The life always wasted by our blind ambitions and by my own admission it's my own condition and my own tradition to blatantly share this disposition through one final definition Holding on to something more, Is that what I've been fighting for? To strip this world down to its core And remake it all as an encore But if there's one thing of which I'm sure it's that I could never endure this War So is it the journey or the destination, tell me which one you seek with no hesitation And maybe you'll find your answer there but just beware The king and the pauper end in the same place so you must face everything that this life brings and enjoy your time and fall right in line So sing for the journey and the destination this is everything within our station always ending With a standing ovation

we all know what happens when we grow old our time is gone and so we go doesn't matter if we made mistakes, or if we did alright but this i do deny all that you really ever wanted to know tonite is did you hold on to your love when your words can't cut the air don't you ever start to despair don't get yourself down my love my love my love we have always found a way to survive got a better way to stay alive alive alive hey hey hey how are you gonna feel when you live life like you're runnin a race now hey hey hey how are you gonna feel when you find out that you're in your place now hey hey hey how is it gonna be when you find out that you'll never get enough hey hey hey how is it gonna be hey hey hey how is it gonna be if there's one thing I really need its to show this world i can make this scene is it really so obscene to believe in a dream, in a dream, in a dream we only get so much time and if i waste mine i know it won't be fine if your words can't cut the air don't you ever start to despair don't get yourself down my love my love my love we have always found a way to survive got a better reason to stay alive alive alive radio wasteland radio wasteland radio wasteland radio wasteland we all know what happens when we grow old our lives dissolve into the unknown nothin we can leave behind but maybe just one more time if your words can't cut the air don't you ever start to despair don't get yourself down my love my love my love we have always found a way to survive got a better reason to stay alive alive alive hey hey hey how are you gonna be when you live life like you're runnin a race now hey hey hey how are you gonna be when you find out that you're in your place now hey hey hey how are you gonna be when you find that you'll never get enough hey hey hey how are you gonna be hey hey hey how are you gonna be hey hey hey how are you gonna be live life in a radio wasteland kill the static and start to dream again give life in a radio wasteland kill the static and start to live again

Circular Logic it's almost atomic That's how it feels when you've been smoking the chronic Circular Logic it's always comic When you project all the toxic tonics that you just left in your caustic diagnostics Drunken reality, seems alright to me No matter our choices we never get free So smoke up and drink it all down Listen for the faint sound You'll hear it calling you But you won't remember what you were supposed to undo A little bit of hope is a dangerous thing, grows like a cancer, faster and faster Until at last you surmise that every little hope was just some more white smoke until you're broke inside and you cannot hide So you drop to your knees and scream at the stars But no one is listening all the way out past Mars But go far enough and here's what you'll find deep within the recesses of your own god damn mind Now see a man with a grinning disposition, he smiles and acts with no contrition Says it's nice to meet you, how do you do, but it's at least 5 times he's been introduced to you. Green light the tremors crystallized in the better pieces of centers of lives that were wasted and times that went past, return back to where you were always last. Circular Logic, the eternal reminder that nothing ever really makes a cynic kinder You can't divorce the lies from the liar, Next you'll tell me bout making some coals without a fire as it all burns higher Skirt round the edges of what is acceptable Blurt out all the lyrics that were so memorable I'll go on to tell you something in fathomable Thought that things were wonderful? You will lose all you love so valuable If the wolves at your heels you gotta face facts if you can't keep it real you better make tracks Retread every path through the life you have led, yet you still don't know why you can't get ahead That feeling won't stop til we're dead and buried but if you're harried on your journey from beginning to end then listen my friend, you must learn to suspend or you'll never mend so accept your station with no remediation from the Circular Logic that is really so flawless just leaves you to express your lack of solace Reached for the stars and you came up short guess nothing is really left here for me to report to recycle the wavelength will tAke all the strength that you just don't possess so i must confess if you can't forget then all you will end up with is regret

swing for the fences every time otherwise you might as well be waiting in line while the rest of us keep building trust while everything we have just goes and rusts so fight the decay at least for today and hope it was more than just a delay brimstone fountains keep on spitting clouds into the sky burn it all to ashes every time just some more matches for this listless climb so you drift through life well it must be nice to have nothing but some bad advice so keep your shit in your own head go and poison yourself that way instead no one wants to hear that anyway so go on get the hell out of here and pray sun sets on your old plan start drawing a new hand suns sets on your old plan cause i guess you were never really in demand brimstone fountains keep on spitting clouds into the sky a life worthy of such derision was never really your decision or so you say as you go astray least every day when really every little choice you make comes down to how much shit can you take do you fight for love or just give on up or i guess have you really really had enough clear view now what's ahead shuffle right on back to where you've been that's all there is for you but hey i know where i'm going too true love was hard to find but i got someone that's so divine so here's something you can take off the shelf i'll be happy while you fool yourself sun sets on your old plan cause i guess you were never really in demand swing for the fences every time only way to hold on to what's mine spent a whole life struggling for nothin now ain't that really really somethin won't make the same mistakes i'll do whatever it takes to ensure i don't become like you all full of regrets and burning through sun sets on your old plan cause you were always the company man brimstone fountains keep on spitting clouds into the sky brimstone fountains keep on spitting clouds into the sky

You've probably never heard me talking bout killing the game, Spend some time spitting bout that same damn shame of existence with infinite persistence More likely I'll lament the tragedy of the loss of your faculties when I prevent you from receiving the things that you've been needing But instead you just lay there bleeding out from the blight of the devout a rotting sickness brought on by richness of your same slickness But in the end I gotta get paid too, what's any old fucker gonna do Can't get by without it, so I'm gonna make some hundreds no doubt about it I get paid in hundreds only, gotta make them hundreds only that's how I live it hundreds only I want to see them hundreds only Same game for fame and riches that we all keep in our wishes a dream of the Cream of the Crop something sick before you drop and yet it's kept all for none like its a secret locked in Area 51 some brutal truth kept from the youth to kill the game you gotta kill your name that's the only way you'll get what you desire but it'll never be what you aspire for because you didn't want to be that kind of person that sold out your fellow man for a chance at some fancy crib and a van And then if that was your plan from the start that you a cold ass bitch that couldn't give a shit bout anyone but yourself so why you listening to my words when the only thing that matters is your own absurd worldview seen through the veil of your purview We all hypocrites so don't fret, if it works out then you won't have to worry yet But I digress since I possess something that is unmarketable and unprofitable, must be so unremarkable to be another rapper that wants to be a rock star and go far from the place where it all began but ultimately I would like to make some hundreds easily but that's not the way the game goes fighting on against the same foes Ben Franklin certainly could kill the game, get all the bitches back in the 1750s And now that clever old bastards on the only thing that matters to the people that require some cash while they perspire and crash into one another guess that's all they gotta bother with so I just spit this shit cause I need the money and I need the fame but forget it, at the end of the day I know I'll never have either, stuck in place like I'm dying of a fever So I'll work and slave to have the money to make this into a rave, we the people but it isn't true, just like Ben Franklin I'll be killin it too.