Mister Johnny Cashpoint's 'Dark Night of the Soul' ...
I’ve been an asshole since I was fifteen years old so
Ever since then, one long dark night of the soul, or
So it should be - but hey, lucky me, I was
Born with no soul so I’m totally free!
… totally free to be facetious and glib in insolent glory
Baiting the morons, the melons, the tories.
No pang of self-doubt, act pathetically daft; when
The world’s a bad joke, you just have to laugh ...
No dark night of the soul for me -
I don’t have one, (I don’t have one)
Fun white nights where the grief should be -
I’m off on one, (I’m off on one)
I’ve got a black hole for a soul, shadow so shabby,
Just like this world, I'm unctious and flabby.
Hapless society built up to be sold -
Grubby lump of coal in an artisan roll
ROFL cos it’s fucking hilarious. Where despair is contagious,
Lack of respect is the best defence yet.
It’s apathy for me, my own cottage industry, I'm
Cocking a snook at your sensitivities
CHORUS
The humourless rose, they’ve taken over the world
But we all need to laugh as earth crashes in flames
Words can’t be guns cos that’s just firing blanks
Need an army so send in the circus-town tanks
Knock knock. Who’s there? It’s our armageddon!
“Laugh at our ruin” should be default setting x2
Circle of Titles V
- fluffy
- Eruption
- Posts: 11028
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:56 am
- Instruments: sometimes
- Recording Method: Logic Pro X
- Submitting as: Sockpuppet
- Pronouns: she/they
- Location: Seattle-ish
- Contact:
Re: Circle of Titles V
Sockpuppet - Bipolar Bear
Trapped in a box much to his shame
Stuck at a party, don’t know why he came
What is he doing, it feels like a game
Everything in his life, he’s sure he’s to blame
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
He has some trouble talking to his mom
Sometimes as subtle as an atom bomb
Life can feel like swimming through a raging calm
Knows what he knows, hates to be strung along
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
Everything's fine, everything's great
Doesn’t mind all the things on his plate
Checking his messages, goes on a date
Feels like he is hunted, taking the bait
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
Nobody really wants him around
Nobody really wants him around
Trapped in a box much to his shame
Stuck at a party, don’t know why he came
What is he doing, it feels like a game
Everything in his life, he’s sure he’s to blame
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
He has some trouble talking to his mom
Sometimes as subtle as an atom bomb
Life can feel like swimming through a raging calm
Knows what he knows, hates to be strung along
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
Everything's fine, everything's great
Doesn’t mind all the things on his plate
Checking his messages, goes on a date
Feels like he is hunted, taking the bait
Why did he come to the big city
All of these people, so fake and pretty
Everyone that he knows cannot be found
Nobody really wants him around
Nobody really wants him around
Nobody really wants him around
- jast
- Ice Cream Man
- Posts: 1325
- Joined: Tue Jul 29, 2008 7:03 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, guitar
- Recording Method: Cubase, Steinberg UR44
- Submitting as: Jan Krueger
- Pronouns: .
- Location: near Aachen, Germany
- Contact:
Re: Circle of Titles V
Enjoy It While It Lasts by Jan Krüger
You say you've heard of work-life balance
And you don't see the difference...
You say you're aching to make it okay some day
But where to start, you ask
It's such a daunting task
Well I don't know but where there's a will, there's a way
Or so they say
In any case
Keep on going on being here
We're all caught up in our pasts
And the future's near, paralyzed in fear
Just one thing works while nothing's clear
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while lasts
While it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while it lasts
In the wastelands of confusion
We cling to that illusion
Of the one and only path we need to go, and it's so slow
Throw our lives under the bus
Give it all that, raise no fuss
Til eventually, maybe, we can be happy
But don't you see
You got to
Keep on going on being right here
We're all caught up in our pasts
And the future's so near, paralyzed in fear
Just one thing works when nothing's clear
Take it while it's here
And enjoy it while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while it lasts
You say you've heard of work-life balance
And you don't see the difference...
You say you're aching to make it okay some day
But where to start, you ask
It's such a daunting task
Well I don't know but where there's a will, there's a way
Or so they say
In any case
Keep on going on being here
We're all caught up in our pasts
And the future's near, paralyzed in fear
Just one thing works while nothing's clear
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while lasts
While it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while it lasts
In the wastelands of confusion
We cling to that illusion
Of the one and only path we need to go, and it's so slow
Throw our lives under the bus
Give it all that, raise no fuss
Til eventually, maybe, we can be happy
But don't you see
You got to
Keep on going on being right here
We're all caught up in our pasts
And the future's so near, paralyzed in fear
Just one thing works when nothing's clear
Take it while it's here
And enjoy it while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
While it lasts, while it lasts
Take it as it comes
And enjoy it while it lasts
- JonPorobil
- Beat It
- Posts: 5682
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 11:45 am
- Instruments: Piano, Guitar, Harmonica, Mandolin, Accordion, Bass, lots of VSTs
- Recording Method: Cubase 10.5
- Submitting as: Jon Eric, Jon Porobil, others
- Pronouns: He/Him
- Location: Pittsburgh, PA
- Contact:
Re: Circle of Titles V
Jon Eric - Come Around Again
title by Irwin
When you were young you would have known
You would have never had a doubt
You would have noticed all the chewing gum and Scotch Tape
That held your world together, giving out
It's enough to finally give a man regrets...
[Chorus]
Delusion, delusion
Is staring at the rubble at your feet, thinking
"Everything will work out in the end"
Delusion, true delusion
Is lying on your death bed wondering
When your luck is gonna come around again
Tell me, what would be the lesson then?
You said success is like a skill
While tossing caltrops in your wake
It's no surprise that all the ones who caught up to you
Searched your office, taking all there was to take
Just paper clips and rubber bands and stubbed-out cigarettes...
[Chorus]
No one ever fights
And no one ever lies
No one stabs your back
And no one ever dies
In life you've always found
Things always come around
Again...
Viva la narcissism
I guess you're in your winter clothes, but what I'd like to know
Some people like to have it all
[chorus]
Delusion, delusion
Delusion, delusion
Delusion, delusion
Delusion
For when the truth would only deal the coup de grace...
title by Irwin
When you were young you would have known
You would have never had a doubt
You would have noticed all the chewing gum and Scotch Tape
That held your world together, giving out
It's enough to finally give a man regrets...
[Chorus]
Delusion, delusion
Is staring at the rubble at your feet, thinking
"Everything will work out in the end"
Delusion, true delusion
Is lying on your death bed wondering
When your luck is gonna come around again
Tell me, what would be the lesson then?
You said success is like a skill
While tossing caltrops in your wake
It's no surprise that all the ones who caught up to you
Searched your office, taking all there was to take
Just paper clips and rubber bands and stubbed-out cigarettes...
[Chorus]
No one ever fights
And no one ever lies
No one stabs your back
And no one ever dies
In life you've always found
Things always come around
Again...
Viva la narcissism
I guess you're in your winter clothes, but what I'd like to know
Some people like to have it all
[chorus]
Delusion, delusion
Delusion, delusion
Delusion, delusion
Delusion
For when the truth would only deal the coup de grace...
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Stages, an album of about dealing with loss, anxiety, and grieving a difficult year, now available on Bandcamp and all streaming platforms! https://jonporobil.bandcamp.com/album/stages
Stages, an album of about dealing with loss, anxiety, and grieving a difficult year, now available on Bandcamp and all streaming platforms! https://jonporobil.bandcamp.com/album/stages
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- Mean Street
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- Joined: Fri May 02, 2014 12:59 am
- Instruments: Guitar, programming, various other stuff
- Recording Method: Audacity
- Submitting as: Nick Soma
Re: Circle of Titles V
Nick Soma - It's Complicated
Innocent smile, ready to stab my back
I'm getting paranoid
Of having to find out this truth
I'd rather fade into the void
So here's to me, I'm sick and tired
Of playing that same old game
Thus spoke the scale, no way to keep the balance
Do you feel the same?
And it's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
When things get out of hand
What seemed so clear has faded
And nothing goes as planned
It's all so complicated
You wouldn't understand
I'm not who you want me to be
Choreographed and numb
Only alive to satisfy your needs
Becoming bleak and dumb
You let your fears and your compulsions
Lead you in the dark of night
Some day you'll drown wishing that just for once
You could have seen the light
It's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
Time runs like sand
So many options faded
Nothing goes as planned
You're so boneheaded
You won't understand
Now I must find my own way
The one you never found
Dispose of yesterday and
Never back down
It's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
When things get out of hand
I'll re-instate* it:
I don't care for your demand
Is that so complicated?
Don't you understand?
* uh, wrong word. guess I meant "re-emphasize" or something like that...
Innocent smile, ready to stab my back
I'm getting paranoid
Of having to find out this truth
I'd rather fade into the void
So here's to me, I'm sick and tired
Of playing that same old game
Thus spoke the scale, no way to keep the balance
Do you feel the same?
And it's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
When things get out of hand
What seemed so clear has faded
And nothing goes as planned
It's all so complicated
You wouldn't understand
I'm not who you want me to be
Choreographed and numb
Only alive to satisfy your needs
Becoming bleak and dumb
You let your fears and your compulsions
Lead you in the dark of night
Some day you'll drown wishing that just for once
You could have seen the light
It's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
Time runs like sand
So many options faded
Nothing goes as planned
You're so boneheaded
You won't understand
Now I must find my own way
The one you never found
Dispose of yesterday and
Never back down
It's complicated
You wouldn't understand
So complicated
When things get out of hand
I'll re-instate* it:
I don't care for your demand
Is that so complicated?
Don't you understand?
* uh, wrong word. guess I meant "re-emphasize" or something like that...