Space Bar
Lichen Throat
Shakespeare wrote with feather quill,
So long ago, but we read him still.
Conan Doyle wrote with a fountain pen;
They didn’t have the ballpoint then.
Kerouac typed on lengthy scroll
He didn’t stop when he was on a roll.
All I produce is nothingness.
I am the space bar.
No one could do any less
Than what I’ve done so far.
Twenty-six letters in three rows,
Ready to write any prose.
All the numbers up on top
Can count forever—never stop.
Semicolons, commas, and quotation marks,
They mean a lot, those dots and arcs.
All I produce is nothingness.
I am the space bar.
No one could do any less
Than what I’ve done so far.
Empty space between the words—
Just stay out of the way.
Silence that is never heard
Is all I have to say.
I’m the green behind the chalk,
I’m the pause between each knock.
I’m the white on the printed page,
I’m the air inside the cage.
I’m the rest before the note,
I’m the part that no one wrote.
All I produce is nothingness.
I am the space bar.
No one could do any less
Than what I’ve done so far.
Space Bar
- lichenthroat
- Mean Street
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- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 217
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- Instruments: Drums
- Recording Method: Zoom, two turntables and a microphone....
- Submitting as: Toby Roktot
- Location: North Carolina, Colorado
Re: Space Bar
Space Bar. C/G/F. (capo at your discretion)
Toby Roktot
Picked up the cardboard box on my stoop
Took it inside and set it on the table
Hung up my coat and turned on the soup
Grabbed the remote and flipped on the cable
Then I opened the box and to my surprise
a new QWERTY keyboard couldn’t believe my eyes…
Now I could send my lover a letter
New keyboard would make it all better
typed a word thumb looking for a space
I realized the bar had been misplaced
Trying to find that elusive key
I was afraid of what my love would think of me
I couldn’t add space between my words
Running together completely absurd
I tried to type and ignore the gaff
I read what I typed and started to laugh….it said
Iseeyouinmydreams.
Doyouseemeinyours.
Myloveforyouisextreme.
Youaretheonlyoneiadore.
I could not add space between my words
Running together completely absurd
I tried to type and ignore the gaff
I read what I typed and started to laugh….
This will never do I’m sending this back
I'll get a pencil and paper from my pack
I’ll write what I mean she won’t have to read between the words to try to glean that she’s…my…queen……
I want my space bar……
Toby Roktot
Picked up the cardboard box on my stoop
Took it inside and set it on the table
Hung up my coat and turned on the soup
Grabbed the remote and flipped on the cable
Then I opened the box and to my surprise
a new QWERTY keyboard couldn’t believe my eyes…
Now I could send my lover a letter
New keyboard would make it all better
typed a word thumb looking for a space
I realized the bar had been misplaced
Trying to find that elusive key
I was afraid of what my love would think of me
I couldn’t add space between my words
Running together completely absurd
I tried to type and ignore the gaff
I read what I typed and started to laugh….it said
Iseeyouinmydreams.
Doyouseemeinyours.
Myloveforyouisextreme.
Youaretheonlyoneiadore.
I could not add space between my words
Running together completely absurd
I tried to type and ignore the gaff
I read what I typed and started to laugh….
This will never do I’m sending this back
I'll get a pencil and paper from my pack
I’ll write what I mean she won’t have to read between the words to try to glean that she’s…my…queen……
I want my space bar……
Last edited by Toby Roktot on Tue Apr 05, 2022 11:37 am, edited 1 time in total.
- Paco Del Stinko
- Hot for Teacher
- Posts: 3542
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- Instruments: Basic rock, at a basic level.
- Recording Method: Roland 2480
- Submitting as: Paco del Stinko
- Location: Massachusetts. God save the Commonwealth!
Re: Space Bar
Space Bar - Paco del Stinko
I hit the space bar to move you away
It was a late start but I put it into play
Now there's a distance and I find it easier to breathe
There was a missed chance but I didn't ask you to leave
...can you still hear me
Move away and give me some space
It's a tragedy too little too late
I hit the tab button to move you quicker along
It was only a tad sudden it wasn't sickly or wrong
Now there's a large void where you used to be
It wasn't a hard choice because you weren't true to me
...can you still see me
It's a shame it didn't work so obvious right under your nose
But it's insane not to feel the hurt sometimes that's the way it goes
Move away with the space bar
I hit the power button I shut it all down for good
Now it's all of your nothin' sawdust made out of ground wood
I hit the space bar to move you away
It was a late start but I put it into play
Now there's a distance and I find it easier to breathe
There was a missed chance but I didn't ask you to leave
...can you still hear me
Move away and give me some space
It's a tragedy too little too late
I hit the tab button to move you quicker along
It was only a tad sudden it wasn't sickly or wrong
Now there's a large void where you used to be
It wasn't a hard choice because you weren't true to me
...can you still see me
It's a shame it didn't work so obvious right under your nose
But it's insane not to feel the hurt sometimes that's the way it goes
Move away with the space bar
I hit the power button I shut it all down for good
Now it's all of your nothin' sawdust made out of ground wood
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
- SweeneyToad
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
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- Recording Method: Pro Tools, Soundforge
- Submitting as: Sweeney Toad, Stylus Bazaar
- Pronouns: he/him
- Contact:
Re: Space Bar
Space Bar
By Sweeney Toad
Whip me up a pan galactic gargle blaster
Make my mind time travel through portals faster
Now my brain is gone at the space bar
Taste tar in the back of the deepest reaches of my throat
Feels like roaches that are smoked with leaches as they coat my lungs
Are we having fun yet
At the space bar
We are at the space bar
We are at the space bar
We are at the space bar
Whip me up a pan galactic gargle blaster
Make my mind time travel through portals faster
Now my brain is gone at the space bar
Taste tar in the back of the deepest reaches of my throat
By Sweeney Toad
Whip me up a pan galactic gargle blaster
Make my mind time travel through portals faster
Now my brain is gone at the space bar
Taste tar in the back of the deepest reaches of my throat
Feels like roaches that are smoked with leaches as they coat my lungs
Are we having fun yet
At the space bar
We are at the space bar
We are at the space bar
We are at the space bar
Whip me up a pan galactic gargle blaster
Make my mind time travel through portals faster
Now my brain is gone at the space bar
Taste tar in the back of the deepest reaches of my throat
Sober GF: I can't explain why but I hated it
Toby Rok: Sweeeney Toad...I can’t explain why, but I like it...
sweeneytoad.bandcamp.com
Toby Rok: Sweeeney Toad...I can’t explain why, but I like it...
sweeneytoad.bandcamp.com
- Merle Fyshwick
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 73
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- Submitting as: The Magnetic Letters
- Location: Fremantle
Re: Space Bar
Space Bar - The Magnetic Letters
People 'round the world just clap your hands
I got a stupid song that you might understand
It'll lift your spirits and set you free temporarily
The answer: it has been there all along
You think I'm crazy, but you ain't heard the song
It's been at your fingers all this time
Waiting patiently for you to hit it - just hit it
Logitech, Microsoft, IBM if you're old enough
Logitech, Microsoft, Anko Brand if you're a scrub
Hit the space bar
Pause
Dance
Continue
Hit the space bar
You start to feel a bit better now
You start to feel a bit better now
You start to feel a bit better now
Money problems - just pause
Got no woman - just pause
Shit your breeches - just pause
And dance dance dance dance
Writer's block - press pause
Lost your keys - press pause
Running late - press pause
And dance dance dance dance
If you're desperate you'll take my advice
It might be shit but you can't argue with the price
So hit that space bar and bust a move
If you can't afford a therapist then what you got to lose?
Logitech, Microsoft, IBM if you're old enough
Logitech, Microsoft, Anko Brand if you're a scrub
People 'round the world just clap your hands
I got a stupid song that you might understand
It'll lift your spirits and set you free temporarily
The answer: it has been there all along
You think I'm crazy, but you ain't heard the song
It's been at your fingers all this time
Waiting patiently for you to hit it - just hit it
Logitech, Microsoft, IBM if you're old enough
Logitech, Microsoft, Anko Brand if you're a scrub
Hit the space bar
Pause
Dance
Continue
Hit the space bar
You start to feel a bit better now
You start to feel a bit better now
You start to feel a bit better now
Money problems - just pause
Got no woman - just pause
Shit your breeches - just pause
And dance dance dance dance
Writer's block - press pause
Lost your keys - press pause
Running late - press pause
And dance dance dance dance
If you're desperate you'll take my advice
It might be shit but you can't argue with the price
So hit that space bar and bust a move
If you can't afford a therapist then what you got to lose?
Logitech, Microsoft, IBM if you're old enough
Logitech, Microsoft, Anko Brand if you're a scrub
- Duncan
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
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- Joined: Mon Jan 18, 2021 1:53 am
- Instruments: Piano, Guitar, Sax, Clarinet, Harmonica, Voice
- Recording Method: Reaper
- Submitting as: Duncan Martin
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Vancouver, BC
Re: Space Bar
Space Bar
Duncan Martin
Aadd9
Burnaby Heights, just one of those nights
None of the clubs were feelin’ just right
Bm
So we hit the lanes, ten pins ten frames,
Got to pick our players’ names
Aadd9
Black lights, and cloroxed whites
Galactic rolls and spares and strikes
C#m
Then Nat steps up with a Brunswick twelve
Bm
Plucked it clean from off the shelves
Aadd9
Throws it straight and gives his all
It smashes through the disco ball
The music stopped we couldn’t see
Someone took the gravity
A temporal rift a spacial shift
An altered state, a welcome twist
We were far from home, so we entered slow,
The something clicked and we lost control
It was a space bar, It was pretty far
Where the hell’d we park the car
The maitre de gave me kisses three
Tickled my neck with his filigree
We couldn’t hear , No atmosphere
And after we cheersed the beer just floated
Off the table around our heads
Couldn't make out what the waiter said
But he gestured look I’ll show you how
Pucker up and suck it in now
We were sipping our stouts as they floated about
Lava lamp drops with our humanoid snouts
Paid our tab and made our escape
Hailed a cab to the shuttle bay
What can I say we were on our way
We were on our way just the other day
From the space bar, just beyond mars
You can sit at home, drink outta jars
Or go to the space bar, not very far
The mirrored ball the reflected stars
At the space bar, it's just a roll away
Spits you out at the break of day
Duncan Martin
Aadd9
Burnaby Heights, just one of those nights
None of the clubs were feelin’ just right
Bm
So we hit the lanes, ten pins ten frames,
Got to pick our players’ names
Aadd9
Black lights, and cloroxed whites
Galactic rolls and spares and strikes
C#m
Then Nat steps up with a Brunswick twelve
Bm
Plucked it clean from off the shelves
Aadd9
Throws it straight and gives his all
It smashes through the disco ball
The music stopped we couldn’t see
Someone took the gravity
A temporal rift a spacial shift
An altered state, a welcome twist
We were far from home, so we entered slow,
The something clicked and we lost control
It was a space bar, It was pretty far
Where the hell’d we park the car
The maitre de gave me kisses three
Tickled my neck with his filigree
We couldn’t hear , No atmosphere
And after we cheersed the beer just floated
Off the table around our heads
Couldn't make out what the waiter said
But he gestured look I’ll show you how
Pucker up and suck it in now
We were sipping our stouts as they floated about
Lava lamp drops with our humanoid snouts
Paid our tab and made our escape
Hailed a cab to the shuttle bay
What can I say we were on our way
We were on our way just the other day
From the space bar, just beyond mars
You can sit at home, drink outta jars
Or go to the space bar, not very far
The mirrored ball the reflected stars
At the space bar, it's just a roll away
Spits you out at the break of day
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- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
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Re: Space Bar
Space Bar
(J. Bennett)
Don't drop the mic, unless you want it dented
Don't say those words, unless you meant it.
I'm afraid they've gone too far.
Tryin' to separate the wish from the star.
Nothing you can do about it.
It goes on and on.
Space Bar's so long.
Finish the jam, you get to keep the jar.
If you twist the knife, I get to keep the scar.
The cursor floats between two names on a screen.
How much space should go inbetween?
There's nothing you can do about it.
It goes on and on.
Space Bar's so long.
(hand claps)
(J. Bennett)
Don't drop the mic, unless you want it dented
Don't say those words, unless you meant it.
I'm afraid they've gone too far.
Tryin' to separate the wish from the star.
Nothing you can do about it.
It goes on and on.
Space Bar's so long.
Finish the jam, you get to keep the jar.
If you twist the knife, I get to keep the scar.
The cursor floats between two names on a screen.
How much space should go inbetween?
There's nothing you can do about it.
It goes on and on.
Space Bar's so long.
(hand claps)
- Geoff WreckdoM
- Mean Street
- Posts: 540
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- Recording Method: Pabst Blue Ribbon
- Location: Awestin, TX
- Contact:
Space Bar
Space Bar
by WreckdoM
There's a blank space between good and evil
There's daylight shining through the gap
Is it love you boogie down for?
Or does evil grip your hands?
The paths vary but always end the same
In the end what tally will you claim?
Is filth and fervor your only drive
Or will you do your part to help your village thrive?
Sit down, write a letter,
Address it to the dark side
Hit the space bar, hit the space bar,
Hit it with all your might
At hell's heart thee I smite
Until no more such blight
Shall plight or obscure the sight
Of those living just and right
Wrath of Kahn, Wrath of Kahn.
There's a shit stain on the walls of happy
There's gridlock on the path to truth
There's a bitchslap on my old gran' pappy
I was in the swimming pool and I dropped my Baby Ruth
Sit Down, Bucatini,
Ectoplasm, Drambuie
It's a space bar, it's a space bar
Double fisting every drink
Ordering the kitchen sink
Slur everything you think
Blur every color into pink
Blink and you won't hear the stink
Wrath of Kahn, Wrath of Khan, Wrath of Khan
by WreckdoM
There's a blank space between good and evil
There's daylight shining through the gap
Is it love you boogie down for?
Or does evil grip your hands?
The paths vary but always end the same
In the end what tally will you claim?
Is filth and fervor your only drive
Or will you do your part to help your village thrive?
Sit down, write a letter,
Address it to the dark side
Hit the space bar, hit the space bar,
Hit it with all your might
At hell's heart thee I smite
Until no more such blight
Shall plight or obscure the sight
Of those living just and right
Wrath of Kahn, Wrath of Kahn.
There's a shit stain on the walls of happy
There's gridlock on the path to truth
There's a bitchslap on my old gran' pappy
I was in the swimming pool and I dropped my Baby Ruth
Sit Down, Bucatini,
Ectoplasm, Drambuie
It's a space bar, it's a space bar
Double fisting every drink
Ordering the kitchen sink
Slur everything you think
Blur every color into pink
Blink and you won't hear the stink
Wrath of Kahn, Wrath of Khan, Wrath of Khan
"perhaps the most offensive and disturbing image I've ever heard in a song" - Hans Gruber