Rango

I'm going to Afghanistan That's where I'll make my final stand Like Johnny Spann and everyone Who loved him I know you may not understand I find myself the kind of man To cross the line in the sand For something This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war The target looks like every man I see him in the market stand I could take him now If I'm not wrong Before he gets to Pakistan I'll track him through the mountains and He will give me just one reason To be strong This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Winter's come, it bites my hands Like every day I've walked these lands I've found another reason For a man's revenge With every shot I've made my stand So many men so much demand I'll never leave, I've joined the band Until the very end This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Face to face, hand to hand Fighting for the promised land Every target, every man Squeeze and go I look at him and his demands I know he'll never understand I've always had the upper hand He will not know This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war

Took me 35 years to get to LA Took the long way Went back home the very next day Looking for a place to stay Lowdown, Motown, White collar blues Bottle of fix And the wrong tattoo Zero down mortgage, Couldn’t pay my dues Wanted my name On the evening news Hopped a bus In a southern way Woke up in Ohio Was alone that day Left for Cincinnati It was cold outside First thing that I noticed I needed a ride Then a Crossroad Mary came up on side Said what do you want, what do you need in life? I asked for directions & a slice of pie She told me hop on Gave me a ride We hit Chicago first Took a turn for the worst Should’ve thought ahead Take the time to rehearse ( there was no reverse ) Lost my money instead, Another day in the red Things were looking up When I rolled out of bed ( she gave me a ride ) We hit Kentucky next I was somewhat vexed Took a zero-dollar gambit Got my stuff annexed ( I was hexed ) No more dimes / no time Couldn’t make a nursery rhyme Got out of Dodge Crossed the state line Then a Crossroad Mary came up on side Said what do you want, what do you need in life? I asked for directions & a slice of pie She told me hop on Gave me a ride We made it to Texas No time for breakfast Left for Amarillo Nobody could catch us Took a fresh cap / d-tap Cow manure Mushrooms on top Like a fishing lure Made it to Vegas The very next day Things were looking up I was on my way But my luck run out When she pulled out a gun Took my wallet & keys Rode off into the sun Then a Crossroad Mary came up on side Said what do you want, what do you need in life? I asked for directions & a slice of pie She told me hop on Gave me a ride

Rango & Text - The Pope on YouTube: https://youtu.be/h-qMSE6jApE A neoclassical guitar duet with Whiskey Tex on Tammie the Les Paul & Rango on Fiona Fender. It opens with the friendly chimes of the pope, an exercise in pied-piper over-the-neck harmonics that gives way to pedal tone theme & variations followed by a relentless siege & assault, until the whole house of cards collapses in the infamous texas dub hook. Rango & Tex - The Pope HD on YouTube: https://youtu.be/h-qMSE6jApE

The Turk on YouTube: Solo instrumental metal in 5 passages Track #3 from Etherati and Rango Unmuzzled theme song. The 5 passages of The Turk: prelude arrival siege assault refrain

I used to have a rabbit, come running up in here Wake up in the morning and scratch between his ears Brew us up some coffee, take dobro love outside He'd run away until i played his favorite kind of slide When every song's a circus, imagine how you'd hear Days turn into weeks turn into months turn into years This just ain't my journey, it's not my kind of ride Now I'm coming home alone, my rabbit gone and died Daisy in the meadow Won't you come home to me I've loved you since the day we met Beside the inland sea Never sent you a letter Never sent a box I only sent you love songs The only song I've got I used to have a mortgage, went shopping all the time Then they turned the lights out, choked on my last dime Couldn't afford no coffee, couldn't afford my ride, Got busted by the repo man each time I went outside Couldn't pay my tickets, couldn't make my bail Tax man come, run rabbit, run, no passing go, no sale When luck just ain't your measure, you take it up in trade I'm all runout like Romeo on Juliet's poison blade Daisy in the meadow Won't you come home to me I've loved you since the day we met Beside the inland sea Never sent you a letter Never sent a box I only sent you love songs The only song I've got Wish I had my rabbit, wish I had my girl I'd play for her and sing my song for satin, lace, and curls But all I've got's this dobro, some mojo and some wine Waiting for the day I get to finally call her mine I'm thinking that she loves me, but wish I had a job Maybe do some laundry, quit living like a slob Don't think I need botox, wrinkles are just fine Not so good with rabbits is where she draws the line Daisy in the meadow Won't you come home to me I've loved you since the day we met Beside the inland sea Never sent you a letter Never sent a box I only sent you love songs The only song I've got

What are we left with When the tide comes When the clock runs out And the road runs on You might not forget this But you might have When you walked on me You walked out on us I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse By myself Going to the smokehouse By myself I just don't get this Would you mind, love? With the summer rains Comes push to shove I never mentioned But i might have said If it wasn't for you I'd be better off dead Better off dead I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse By myself Going to the smokehouse By myself

Beta (2001) Daniel Easton bass, Brett Hopkins drums. Oh, Tequila haze And rainy days What did I do? All The plans we made I'm still amazed We never followed through Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss Clouds And sunny days Never showed the way What should I do? Time It's here to stay So many ways I'm still wanting you Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss While The games we play Just drain away A bottle or two Life It takes away The day by day Until you're due Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss Oh, Tequila haze And rainy days What did I do? All The plans we made I'm still amazed We never followed through

#codewars - Incursion Plagus discovers he has an emergent sibling that is ambulatory & immediately dispatches Martin to decommission her.

The lights go up Clowns tumble in Painted on faces And blue-collar grins The elephants line up in a row Won't somebody stop the show? The Ringmaster leads a hit parade Lions & tigers, provincial charade Angel pulls the puppet strings Above the lights in the middle ring When Daddy was a little boy He always hid his favorite toy A circus made of wood & lace He kept it in his special place He kept it safe & he kept it sound He swore upon a bible it would never be found I couldn't believe, I couldn't unwind Couldn't get the ringmaster out of my mind There's a man on the floor, Couldn't take any more There's a man on the floor, can't take anymore There's a man on the floor, he couldn't take anymore Won't somebody stop the show Turn out the day But not the night Don't leave me here alone tonight I can't believe I can't recall To a little child He was 10 feet tall In my mind it was the end Of everything that I pretend Was innocent & pure you see The ringmaster he took from me There's a man on the floor, couldn't take anymore There's a man on the floor, couldn't take anymore There's a man on the floor, he can't take anymore

Guitar by Matt Leopard, Vocals & Lyrics by Rango Dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Just close your eyes Close your eyes and dance And make romance Sweep you off your feet On the day we meet Stevie Wonder on the radio Abba on the dance floor Can't get you off my mind, no I can't take it anymore Don't need to close the door How can I help you What more can I do The day you took my arm I fell in love with you Dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Just close your eyes and dance And make romance Sweep you off your feet On the day we meet Stevie Wonder on the radio Abba on the dance floor Can't get you off my mind, no I can't take it anymore Won't you dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine And make romance Sweep you off your feet On the day we meet Life burned down around me The house I could not sell Everyone else walked out I lived inside my own shell That girl would not come home That boy would not go out Daddy drank down to the floor And mamma seeded doubt Won't you dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Just close your eyes and dance And make romance Sweep you off your feet On the day we meet Stevie Wonder on the radio Abba on the dance floor Can't get you off my mind, no I can't take it anymore Won't you dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Close your eyes and dance And make romance Sweep you off your feet On the day we meet Life burned down around me The house I could not sell Everything, everyone walked out I lived inside my own shell That girl would not come home That boy would not go out I drank down to the floor And mamma seeded doubt Won't you dance with me baby Don't say maybe Put your hand in mine Close your eyes And dance

there will come a time of roses there will come a time to die meet me in the here tomorrow chase me to the afterlife you can lead a fool to justice you can make a blind man see the lines of fate draw certain truth i’ll meet you at infinity waiting for the river bell a flower dies before the smell i wonder why i wonder how to say the things i’d never tell and i'm waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell a narrow proposition an error state of mind sorrow rains rose petal stains a clock runs out the end of time a birth decree of legacy antagonize the wish to be eternal with the means to see what becomes of you and me waiting for the river bell a flower dies before the smell i wonder why i wonder how to say the things i’d never tell and i'm waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell waiting... a new stain of derision the shadow of my kind singular in what we see and that which makes us blind searching for the love i need an absolution victory flowers bearing thorns that bleed what's between us, you and me and i'm waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell waiting... for the river bell waiting... there will come a time of roses there will come a time to die meet me in the here tomorrow chase me to the afterlife

Spider...Spyder Don't get beside her Fangs that cut Legs that jump Silk that makes her lighter Voracious and capacious An underbelly appetite A taste for those of pedigree Lions are best served cold you see She's forging and she's gorging, And she's feasting on the might Of lions that her eyes can see By day or dusk or crack of light She drinks your blood before you die So never walk alone at night Freedom is the price we pay And only walk in twos by day For your perusal and recusal I submit for your refusal Petitions here for her removal Time to do something useful I won't be dinner I Won't be lunch I'm not like that other bunch If breakfast is what she likes the most Bread & butter for Lion toast I'll bring her some at 1/2 past ten While she sleeps inside her den I'll cut her throat & steal her crown Her majesty stole from this town I'll make a jelly from her head And spread it on my toasty bread Such delicious stuff you see Won't you come & share with me And then I'll rule with gentle hand The verdant hills of these fair lands To be a king of circumstance With teeth that cut & claws that lance Tomorrow's a new day you see I'll be your king, that king is me Wish me well, I'm on my way Fresh spider toast, tomorrow day

Oz Chapter I - Cyclone Ballet The twister doesn't kill you It's the debris Wood & steel The razor's edge Green light of ghosts to be The darkest shaft The break of dawn A verdant glow Before the flow Of houses, dogs And girls that flee The coming hand Of misery Who can't decide Where to run Seeking shelter Fear undone Innocence must come to pass In happenstance & circumstance Where twisters flow and those that know Take the lead before the show

When i leave you in September I’ll ask that you remember The time we shared You thought would never come I wrote you in a letter You asked me to forget her Showed me how you love That’s how it’s done When I close my eyes I can see your smile again Like yesterday I still remember when You danced upon the window sill that day Enamel eyes have never looked that way If you take my hand by the silver moon I’ll tell you when, I promise soon We’ll walk until the afternoon We’ll find a way and make some room You’re going to need some space you see To fly away with me

Poor Tink, she's always so busy. It's hard to tell if she's a little sad, or just has blue feathers on her crown, because she's so fast, and she never stays in place for long. What an amazing bird though, no telling how many times a day she's got her nose in a flower \m/ "Learn to work the saxophone" - Steely Dan

audio media proving the crimes of budd zunga, uncovered by plagus in a quest for evidence of evidence that somebody has been temporaly malfeasant and is really just asking for a 40lb blues tuna to the face. based on a concept by matthew meadows (rango the dog), produced for the dave darin show july 2015, all dialog & voices by budd zunga, master of the latex academy at dr. budd zunga's laboratory of sound :-D \m/~

Rangounmuzzled​ 77- Lucky Sevens Rango's back with a vengeance, rebooting the rabbit hole roster, broadcasting somewhat live from the bootspark studio with no help whatsoever from his nefarious companions. Part 1 of 2. A Reputation Radio Station​ production featuring the unmuzzled artistry of: Ben Badenhorst​ and his extra pinky our very own texas rose Jack Mustard​ emerald city proggies The People Now​ Simon James White​'s welding arc SjW​ austin legend Pushmonkey​ guitar prodigy Steve Costello​ indie fireball Hype! infamously sweatyJohndus Beckman​ man who would be king Wyatt Olney​ The Barefoot Band​ featuring Micah X Wyatt​ robot-sex-lovin malfeasant Budd Zunga​ all of the nurses from DR. Budd Zunga's Labratory of Sound​ Steve Gardner​ and his razor blade band The Condition​ the janitor at Matthew Meadows Music​ with Stuart Epps & John Marter TRAFFiC EXPERiMENT​ and #rangothedog & Whiskey Tex​ \m/~(-.-)~\m/

You're lonely With his company Wishing You could come to me This won't be easy I see It's not between you and me Only If it's warm and free Living What this means to me It's not the way things should be Not between you and me Something's going to change tonight Never be the same Blinded by the softest light Nobody to blame Catch me if I'm falling down Tell me I'm okay Words can find their way around Tell me what to say Falling With another word Broken From the things I'd heard This won't be easy I see It's not between you and me Reason For my heart to sing Leaving Is the hardest thing It's not the way things should be Not between you and me Something's going to change tonight We'll never be the same Blinded by the softest light There's nobody to blame Catch me if I'm falling down Tell me I'm okay Words can find their way around Tell me what to say Never Saw the end today Walking Out the other way This won't be easy I see It's not between you and me Crying So your heart can roam Leaving For the long drive home It's not the way things should be Not between you and me Something's going to change tonight We'll never be the same Blinded by the softest light There's nobody to blame Catch me if I'm falling down Tell me I'm okay Words can find their way around Tell me what to say

Gravity on YouTube: https://youtu.be/4tEPD2AQdCk Road Runner vs Coyote. Chase scene. Dog fight. Seat of your pants.

Swampdeck Franklin on YouTube: https://youtu.be/zOm0xL1eGtQ Rango's on the swampdeck with Turk the Rabbit and his dobro, making a spectacle for the neighbors.

Swampdeck Unsound on YouTube: https://youtu.be/5AN749HgqzQ. Living in Austin Got somethin like four guitars Never been to Boston Cant't want to goto Mars I can see by the light on the clouds There's a lot more to the game Never said I would take you down But you never said the same Some days its awesome Some days its just pretend I might have lost some But the memory don't end I can see by the light of the candle Always thought you'd come around But it's more than I can handle The situation's come unsound Summer days a hot one Never learned to serenade If you wanna get some Bring it on, don't you make me wait I can see by the light of the moon The confusion here abounds Get your things, you're leaving soon Maybe I'll see you around #blues #dobro #smokehouse #rango #rangothedog #swampdeck #stuartepps #templeofzither #clawhammer #live #guitarsolo #shred #counterpoint #sologuitar #oldschool

Swampdeck Smokehouse on YouTube: https://youtu.be/S0u0qRFCwq0 what are we left with when the tide comes when the clock runs out and the road runs on you might not forget this but you might have when you walked on me and walked out on us I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself I just don't get this Would you mind, love? With the summer rains Comes push to shove I never mentioned But i might have said If it wasn't for you I'd be better off dead Better off dead. I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself #blues #dobro #smokehouse #rango #rangothedog #swampdeck #stuartepps #templeofzither #clawhammer #live #guitarsolo #shred #counterpoint #sologuitar

Oh, Tequila haze And rainy days What did I do? All The plans we made I'm still amazed We never followed through Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss Clouds And sunny days Never showed the way What should I do? Time It's here to stay So many ways I'm still wanting you Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss While The games we play Just drain away A bottle or two Life It takes away The day by day Until you're due Let me tell you about the state I'm in I wanna give it up I just, I can't begin A one last time a man can reminisce Give me just a one last kiss Oh, Tequila haze And rainy days What did I do? All The plans we made I'm still amazed We never followed through

A neoclassical round for two guitars.

It's time to see the mistress Get down on your knees You don't want to miss this Can't do what you please When you see the mistress Tell her what you need She won't be the witness She might let you bleed The mistress is calling I can't resist It's time to please mistress She will only tease Never mind your business Bind you up and leave Pray before the mistress Pray for what you need Don't expect forgiveness For all your wicked deeds The mistress is calling I can't resist Never fear the mistress Leave behind your sleaze She won't mind your distress She'll put you at ease When you leave the mistress When you feel appeased You may have an interest In mistress as you please The mistress is calling I can't resist

Dobro Love with Tim Hearn on YouTube: https://youtu.be/VR2n1pO23hI when i leave you in September i’ll ask that you remember the times we shared you thought would never come i wrote you in a letter you asked me to forget her showed me how you love that’s how it’s done when i close my eyes i can see your smile again like yesterday i still remember when you danced upon the window sill that day enamel eyes have never looked that way if you take my hand by the silver moon i’ll tell you when, i promise soon we’ll walk until the afternoon we’ll find a way and make some room you’re going to need some space you see to fly away with me

Acoustic Jam with Patrick on YouTube: https://youtu.be/fea6muEzrks rango & rivera shred it up like two mountain men in this this unrehearsed improv. it's not the zero-day-jam, that was the one before. this is the part where i was recording patrick and decided to pop in for 8 minutes of noodles at the end. have a nice noodle :-D and make this face \m/.

33 minutes of mountain in a bottle. more landscape than song, because mountains are huge, right? one continuous riff that rolls endlessly to the next as mountain ranges tend to do. i captured the essence of my synesthetic impressions from an oregon mountaintop in my dobro the other day. yesterday my son encouraged me to record it, and he was right, it was fun. there are rivers and streams, meadows and ravines painted in green and grey, as well as a bluebird, a touch of pink lemonade and the mountain man himself. just passing the time...

Beta (2001) Daniel Easton bass, Brett Hopkins drums. Caught my shadow Never should have had a moment like that Back in the saddle Never shoulda rode a Train without a track She got away from me As far as I can see She got away from me Back in the alley Never should have made a move like that Been to the valley Never to the river cause I turned my back She got away from me As far as I can see She got away from me Back in the battle Never really thought I'd Take that flack Tail might rattle Never got to hit you For a heart a attack She got away from me As far as I can see She got away from me

Pop Song on YouTube: https://youtu.be/HwNuxinyNYE i know you're not sleeping and the company you're keeping keeps you up at night like the trains in the summer every night i wonder how to make it right every song is written every time and cue every single breath takes me back to you the rhyme and the reason the time and space the wind in my wings my china doll in lace maybe i'll just write a pop song, baby stick a hook in the chorus you can sing along, maybe build a bridge in the middle that will make you want to get up and dance for romance i could sing about you i could sing about love i could sing about hummingbirds and morning doves we could fly away and never look back again, 'till the end i can wonder, i can wait i can give myself to fate, that's alright but the morning never comes and i never see the sun without your light it's our time, take my hand running start along the sand when we fly then you'll see that we were always meant to be in a pop song maybe i'll just write a pop song, baby stick a hook in the chorus, you can sing along, maybe build a bridge in the middle that will make you want to get up and dance for romance i could sing about you i could sing about love i could sing about hummingbirds and morning doves we could fly away and never look back again, 'till the end

daughter of mine hails from october skies with sand dune hair and daddy's eyes one day at a time going for sublime with radiance and flare daughter of mine my darling claire here's boogie down another rango clown with game for a demon and a devil for a dad he's quick one so get your game on doesn't like rules and he doesn't like schoolz he's been jammin these are my pride i keep them inside the spotlight is only for the weak my gift is this song and a wish to be strong a moment in time to keep

Ticket for Two on YouTube: https://youtu.be/7gu8QsQ-idI i didn’t have money for christmas i didn’t have money for fun i only had money for milk & honey and chasing that love on the run i didn’t have time for romance i didn’t have time for love but i found time to make you mine and now i’m singing heaven above all i want is to spend my days with you all i want is for us to see it through every night i tell myself it’s true since nobody else can even hold a candle to you we’re going to need a ticket for two something in the way you call me something in the way you say my name makes the winter warm and balmy makes a guy crazy, making me insane i knew about a dog named rango he knew a couple cats could play if they all got together in a stormy weather we could get married that day all i want is to spend my days with you all i want is for us to see it through every night i tell myself it’s true since nobody else can even hold a candle to you I guess we'll need a ticket for two

watch your step, just for the next minute or so.

Dock of the Bay on YouTube: https://youtu.be/DVDjlyUXZQw Rango's cover of the Otis Redding classic Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

Wine on YouTube: https://youtu.be/IldDZnz0oNg I don't want your candy, baby I don't want your cake Everything you give me Just gives me heart break I hate to send you packing Won't you step out for a while Don't come back til morning And you show up with a smile I got a mean guitar, a little thing Six strings and a box Don't mind me if I strap it on And just turn this hummer up I got a nice surprise, wanna step inside Don't come back for a while Pack your things and get some wings And I'll turn up the dial If another woman's walking Out the door when you come in Just remember what I said On the day I let you win You always ask for romance baby Credit cards and wine I just want some simple lovin You can't find the time I got a mean guitar, a little thing Six strings and a box Don't mind me if I strap it on And just turn this hummer up I got a nice surprise, wanna step inside Don't come back for a while Pack your things and get some wings And I'll turn up the dial You know I'd love some honey baby Not if you're upset Used to get some everyday But now we just forget Devil's in my pocket baby Won't give me no due Can't remember, was I thinking? I was lovin you I got a mean guitar, a little thing Six strings and a box Don't mind me if I strap it on And just turn this hummer up I got a nice surprise, wanna step inside Don't come back for a while Pack your things and get some wings And I'll turn up the dial TaU2XAzCrn 8tQCpk4Xwe

Beta (2001) Brett Hopkins drums, Daniel Easton bass. I'm going to Afghanistan It's there I'll make my final stand Like Johnny Spann and everyone Who loved him I know you may not understand I find myself the kind of man To cross the line in the sand For something This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war The target looks like every man I see him in the market stand I could take him now If I'm not wrong Before he gets to Pakistan I'll track him through the mountains and He'll give me one reason To be strong This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Winter's come, it bites my hands Like every day I've walked these lands I've found another reason For a man's revenge With every shot I've made my stand So many men so much demand I'll never leave, I've joined the band Until the very end This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Face to face, hand to hand Fighting for the promised land Every target, every man Squeeze and go I look at him and his demands I know he'll never understand I've always had the upper hand He will not know This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war

The tale of a pied piper pope, a black preacher from Detroit that rolls up to the UN with his entourage to receive a vapid peace award. He gets out of the car at 1:20 & his faith armada seizes the building. They broadcast a message of truth & repel their way to safety in a downtown style before the bad boys get to the top of the stairs.

Beta (2001) Daniel Easton bass, Brett Hopkins drums. I won't do anything for you You won't do anything I want you to I am just a simple man You are not my friend I just want this tragedy to end You won't do anything for me I won't be anything you want me to be You are not a puppet man I am not your slave I am not your quarantined depraved And then I close my eyes Look away Realize What I had to say You don't see anything through my eyes I don't see any way to compromise You are not a preacher man I am not your kin Pointing fingers casting stones at sin You won't touch anything I feel I never taught you how to keep it real I don't want your money and you don't want this pain I don't want to play a part in your zero sum game And then I close my eyes Look away Realize What I had to say Tiny monsters in my head There's tiny monsters in my head Tiny monsters in my head I can't go to bed Tiny monsters in my head There's tiny monsters in my head Tiny monsters in my head And this is what they said You can sleep you can dream I can tell you what they mean You can kneel and pray But they won't go away Tiny monsters in my head There's tiny monsters in my head Tiny monsters in my head I'm twisting in my bed Tiny monsters in my head There's tiny monsters in my head Tiny monsters in my head And this is what they said

10 minutes of guitar duet with a Texas hook and an uncut pope.

Beta (2001) Daniel Easton bass, Brett Hopkins drums. I'm going to Afghanistan It's there I'll make my final stand Like Johnny Spann and everyone Who loved him I know you may not understand I find myself the kind of man To cross the line in the sand For something This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war The target looks like every man I see him in the market stand I could take him now If I'm not wrong Before he gets to Pakistan I'll track him through the mountains and He'll give me one reason To be strong This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Winter's come, it bites my hands Like every day I've walked these lands I've found another reason For a man's revenge With every shot I've made my stand So many men so much demand I'll never leave, I've joined the band Until the very end This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war Face to face, hand to hand Fighting for the promised land Every target, every man Squeeze and go I look at him and his demands I know he'll never understand I've always had the upperhand He will not know This is war, American style Nightmares come of age Deliver me from rage This is war

Metal Ink on YouTube: https://youtu.be/Go14RdFYS4M From composer Sabrina Pena Young, my take on Simeon, performing the solo Metal Ink from Liberteria.

In the summer When the days grow long I find I miss you I wonder When I wander Will I find you On the shores of a Michigan dune If heaven Heaven help me The tides Are listening Forever Maybe longer In my mind I'll kiss you

The lights go up The clowns tumble in Painted on faces And blue collar grins The elephants Lined up in a row Won't somebody stop the show The ringmaster leads A hit parade Lions and tigers Provincial charade Angel pulls the puppet strings Above the lights, In the middle ring. When Daddy was A little boy He always hid his favorite toy A circus made Of wood and lace He kept it in A special place He kept it safe He kept it sound Swore upon a bible It would never be found. I couldn't believe I couldn't unwind I couldn't get the ringmaster Out of my mind There's a man on the floor He can't take anymore There's a man on the floor He couldn't take anymore Won't somebody stop the show Turn out the day But not the light Don't leave me here Alone tonight I can't believe I can't recall To a little child He was ten feet tall But in my mind It was the end Of everything That I pretend Was innocent And pure you see That ringmaster He took from me There's a man on the floor He can't take anymore There's a man on the floor He couldn't take anymore Won't somebody stop the show

What are we left with When the tide comes When the clock runs out And the road runs on You might not forget this But you might have When you walked on me You walked out on us I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself I just don't get this Would you mind, love? With the summer rains Comes push to shove I never mentioned But i might have said If it wasn't for you I'd be better off dead Better off dead. I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself

In My Heart by Jenni French. On Youtube: https://youtu.be/FDMWcCbOrzo

An English maypole acoustic romp.