Ye Olde Lyric Marte
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
Here are some absurd food rap lyrics for “wheels on ice” lyrics up for grabs
You know you want my goods
Foods packed in the back so
Place Your orders for the
Cheese-based snacks
Go.
Who wants a cracker
Now cheddar is the topping
Sharp as a shark tooth
Flavor non stopping
I'm dropping all pretense
Every item must go
Pizza is a pleasure
With cheese on the dough
I got Brie en croute
While I play this flute yes
this is the best
Cheese wiz on my suit vest
Glove box full of lox
Cream cheese in my socks
Processed foods are a good way to go
But fancy folks wanna know
Do I got Parmigiana reggiano?
I got wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Cooler in the trunk
Drunk fool in a funk
please now have some
Cheer up drunk bum
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
You know you want my goods
Foods packed in the back so
Place Your orders for the
Cheese-based snacks
Go.
Who wants a cracker
Now cheddar is the topping
Sharp as a shark tooth
Flavor non stopping
I'm dropping all pretense
Every item must go
Pizza is a pleasure
With cheese on the dough
I got Brie en croute
While I play this flute yes
this is the best
Cheese wiz on my suit vest
Glove box full of lox
Cream cheese in my socks
Processed foods are a good way to go
But fancy folks wanna know
Do I got Parmigiana reggiano?
I got wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
Cooler in the trunk
Drunk fool in a funk
please now have some
Cheer up drunk bum
Wheels on ice
Wheels on ice
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
Wake Up Again
Like a cog you only spin when you’re told to
Locked in place, daydreaming of the old you
Time flashing past in the blink of an eye
A raging river that keeps passing you by
Live to work, work to live, all seems the same
Just another pawn in someone else’s game
Clock watching days, like a pig in a pen
Rinse and repeat, hit the hay, wake up again.
You never saw it like this
In all your big dreams
Always thought you’d stand out not fall apart at the seams
But the going got tough
Stepped out of the scene
Sleepwalking through life, another ghost in the machine
The weekends gone and you barely even felt it
Ante up the pot, got no choice cause your dealt in
Alarm goes off before the sun can even breakthrough
Dressing in the dark, wear the colours that they gave you
A single serving breakfast for a single serving day
Not a single second wasted on a single ounce of play
Keep to the lines they painted, follow on and then
Rinse and repeat, hit the hay, wake up again.
Chorus
Wake up, wake up
Sleepwalking time is over
Wake up wake up
Wipe it from your eyes
Rise up rise up
From this manufactured Zen
The dream you had is dying to it’s time to wake up again
Chorus
Like a cog you only spin when you’re told to
Locked in place, daydreaming of the old you
Time flashing past in the blink of an eye
A raging river that keeps passing you by
Live to work, work to live, all seems the same
Just another pawn in someone else’s game
Clock watching days, like a pig in a pen
Rinse and repeat, hit the hay, wake up again.
You never saw it like this
In all your big dreams
Always thought you’d stand out not fall apart at the seams
But the going got tough
Stepped out of the scene
Sleepwalking through life, another ghost in the machine
The weekends gone and you barely even felt it
Ante up the pot, got no choice cause your dealt in
Alarm goes off before the sun can even breakthrough
Dressing in the dark, wear the colours that they gave you
A single serving breakfast for a single serving day
Not a single second wasted on a single ounce of play
Keep to the lines they painted, follow on and then
Rinse and repeat, hit the hay, wake up again.
Chorus
Wake up, wake up
Sleepwalking time is over
Wake up wake up
Wipe it from your eyes
Rise up rise up
From this manufactured Zen
The dream you had is dying to it’s time to wake up again
Chorus
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Ye Olde Lyric Marte - Blood and Fire
It’s 3am, can’t sleep, my thoughts surround me
Sit up and stretch, distract my fickle brain
Teeter at the edge
Do I forget or do I dive in
Refractions of truth shone through rose tinted pane.
My friends say it’s unhealthy, over wine and cigarettes.
I won’t lie, makes it all easy to dismiss
It’s nothing I need telling, I know this is a vice
I can’t help but wonder, if you also reminisce
Chorus
But when we look back
On all that we had
Will we see what was good
Or only the bad
Will we see the love
The joy and desire
Or drown it out with the dark
Pain, blood and fire
I still use the headphones, that you saved your tips to buy me
Their still covered in stickers, now frayed, coming unstuck
I still hear you laugh, while watching the west wing
Remember you dancing, how you kiss, how you…
How you couldn’t let things lie, even when I said sorry
Staring at walls, a canyon in our bed
I still think your stubborn, headstrong and defensive
I still hate the voice you use when you repeat back what I said
Chorus
Maybe we are better now
Maybe we’re not
Maybe what we had was toxic and better left forgot
Maybe it was my fault
Maybe it was yours
Maybe we had to smash the windows to open up the doors
Chorus
Sit up and stretch, distract my fickle brain
Teeter at the edge
Do I forget or do I dive in
Refractions of truth shone through rose tinted pane.
My friends say it’s unhealthy, over wine and cigarettes.
I won’t lie, makes it all easy to dismiss
It’s nothing I need telling, I know this is a vice
I can’t help but wonder, if you also reminisce
Chorus
But when we look back
On all that we had
Will we see what was good
Or only the bad
Will we see the love
The joy and desire
Or drown it out with the dark
Pain, blood and fire
I still use the headphones, that you saved your tips to buy me
Their still covered in stickers, now frayed, coming unstuck
I still hear you laugh, while watching the west wing
Remember you dancing, how you kiss, how you…
How you couldn’t let things lie, even when I said sorry
Staring at walls, a canyon in our bed
I still think your stubborn, headstrong and defensive
I still hate the voice you use when you repeat back what I said
Chorus
Maybe we are better now
Maybe we’re not
Maybe what we had was toxic and better left forgot
Maybe it was my fault
Maybe it was yours
Maybe we had to smash the windows to open up the doors
Chorus
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
Lyrics "written" by ChatGPT under the influence of Jeff Robertson
Blood and Fire
Verse 1:
I've been walking through the valley of the shadow of death
I've been searching for a reason to take another breath
I've been haunted by the memories of the ones I left behind
I've been living with the guilt of all the sins I can't rewind
Chorus:
But there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
Verse 2:
I've been fighting with the demons that are trying to drag me down
I've been facing all the trials that are trying to make me drown
I've been wounded by the bullets of the enemies I've made
I've been burning with the fever of the price I have to pay
Chorus:
But there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
Bridge:
I know I'm not a perfect man, I've made my share of mistakes
I know I'm not a saint, I've done some things I can't erase
But I believe there's a grace that can cover all my flaws
And I believe there's a place where I can rest in your arms
Chorus:
'Cause there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
Blood and Fire
Verse 1:
I've been walking through the valley of the shadow of death
I've been searching for a reason to take another breath
I've been haunted by the memories of the ones I left behind
I've been living with the guilt of all the sins I can't rewind
Chorus:
But there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
Verse 2:
I've been fighting with the demons that are trying to drag me down
I've been facing all the trials that are trying to make me drown
I've been wounded by the bullets of the enemies I've made
I've been burning with the fever of the price I have to pay
Chorus:
But there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
Bridge:
I know I'm not a perfect man, I've made my share of mistakes
I know I'm not a saint, I've done some things I can't erase
But I believe there's a grace that can cover all my flaws
And I believe there's a place where I can rest in your arms
Chorus:
'Cause there's a fire in my soul that keeps me going on
There's a blood in my veins that makes me strong
There's a hope in my heart that I can't deny
There's a love in my life that won't let me die
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
Predatory allegories plague my lucid mind
The hunger grows inside once more, it won’t be left behind
A cyclical soliloquy unsatiated by the light
My cynical soul seeks the night, where all my sins can hide.
Chorus
By moonlight, I play this traitors role
In darkness, I pay this cursed toll
A ticking clock to stop me, rises in the east
Will those who look upon see a Man or Beast
Avarice my accomplice, pulls firmly on the reigns
Controlling me carnivorously an itch inside my veins
My reflection’s introspection offers no solution
No redemption in my future, no hope for absolution
Chorus
In my weaker moments
I tell myself I had no choice
A curse was thrust upon me
No objection could be voiced
I paint myself the victim
Rewrite truth inside my head
But my heart knows my stories told
By my trail of the dead
Chorus
The hunger grows inside once more, it won’t be left behind
A cyclical soliloquy unsatiated by the light
My cynical soul seeks the night, where all my sins can hide.
Chorus
By moonlight, I play this traitors role
In darkness, I pay this cursed toll
A ticking clock to stop me, rises in the east
Will those who look upon see a Man or Beast
Avarice my accomplice, pulls firmly on the reigns
Controlling me carnivorously an itch inside my veins
My reflection’s introspection offers no solution
No redemption in my future, no hope for absolution
Chorus
In my weaker moments
I tell myself I had no choice
A curse was thrust upon me
No objection could be voiced
I paint myself the victim
Rewrite truth inside my head
But my heart knows my stories told
By my trail of the dead
Chorus
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte - Your Undoing
Its 3am at the Mirage and the devil’s playing dice
Blowing three times for luck while sipping whiskey over ice
A girl upon each arm a wry smile upon their face
Going too fast to slow down while never keeping pace
You don’t count wins and losses, as long as you can play
A chip a chair a chance at least that’s what they say
Chorus
A short road ruin
Will be your undoing
So I hope you got all you could
Sunrise overdue now
Pass it over to you now
Get up and walk away with something good good good
They tell you it’s all over expect you to nod along
A decision they had already come to the terms on
As if you could accept it and not try to fight
Giving up is easy but staying the course seems right
Of only you had choices, some control on the direction
All that’s left is retaliation or rejection
Chorus
What doesn’t break you
Still leaves you feeling broken
What isn’t said out loud
Feels screamed not unspoken
When temptation leads you blindly
The roads all seem much more windy
Nothing left of you to be undone
Chorus
Blowing three times for luck while sipping whiskey over ice
A girl upon each arm a wry smile upon their face
Going too fast to slow down while never keeping pace
You don’t count wins and losses, as long as you can play
A chip a chair a chance at least that’s what they say
Chorus
A short road ruin
Will be your undoing
So I hope you got all you could
Sunrise overdue now
Pass it over to you now
Get up and walk away with something good good good
They tell you it’s all over expect you to nod along
A decision they had already come to the terms on
As if you could accept it and not try to fight
Giving up is easy but staying the course seems right
Of only you had choices, some control on the direction
All that’s left is retaliation or rejection
Chorus
What doesn’t break you
Still leaves you feeling broken
What isn’t said out loud
Feels screamed not unspoken
When temptation leads you blindly
The roads all seem much more windy
Nothing left of you to be undone
Chorus
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte - Almost No Regrets
Head first it’s the only way I know to go
Arms spread wide feeling on display
Nowhere fast, cause it ain’t my first rodeo
Ain’t no stopping now, gotta find my own way
I’ll take the risk, not the easy way out
I’ll take the hard way every single time
No time for second guessing, second takes or window dressing
Win lose or draw I’m making this mine
I got scars on my arms, even more on my heart
I got used, thrown away and a contact list of debts
I got through more last chances no more restarts
I got a lot of living left and almost no regrets
Take two, call me in the morning
I’ll be hungover but never leave you on read
A weekday wingman with very little warning
A weekend warrior to get you out your head
The friend you need, if not the one you want
Chaotically dependable in my own style
Any mission any time, got your back in overtime
need an inch you’ll get a whole damn mile
Chorus
But it’s hard, sometimes
Looking at things I’m not
And I think, sometimes
Did I use or waste my shot
It gets dark, sometimes
Sat where time forgot
Lose myself, sometimes
Sleepwalking through the plot
But who the fuck has got time for that
Chorus
Arms spread wide feeling on display
Nowhere fast, cause it ain’t my first rodeo
Ain’t no stopping now, gotta find my own way
I’ll take the risk, not the easy way out
I’ll take the hard way every single time
No time for second guessing, second takes or window dressing
Win lose or draw I’m making this mine
I got scars on my arms, even more on my heart
I got used, thrown away and a contact list of debts
I got through more last chances no more restarts
I got a lot of living left and almost no regrets
Take two, call me in the morning
I’ll be hungover but never leave you on read
A weekday wingman with very little warning
A weekend warrior to get you out your head
The friend you need, if not the one you want
Chaotically dependable in my own style
Any mission any time, got your back in overtime
need an inch you’ll get a whole damn mile
Chorus
But it’s hard, sometimes
Looking at things I’m not
And I think, sometimes
Did I use or waste my shot
It gets dark, sometimes
Sat where time forgot
Lose myself, sometimes
Sleepwalking through the plot
But who the fuck has got time for that
Chorus
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte - SF1000
A Grand parade
Stop the clocks, on the rocks
Time to stick me in a box
Come on take a shoulder if you got six to spare
Dressed in black, kicking back
Cut me off a little slack
Offer up a wing and a prayer
No time left for the right way of living
Shackled to the choices I made
You can’t take a penny with you when you go
So spend it on a grand parade
This is a last will and testament
No refunds, it’s all been spent
Going out the way I came in
Naked, crying, wet but drying
Yeet me like a baby lion
Cast no stones he who is without sin
Chorus
Somber readings, final pleadings
Stab me and I keep on bleeding
Lower me in flames, they’ll do the rest
It’s quite a crowd, gathered round
Silence making all the sound
Faces look like Monday strutting in its Sunday best.
Bridge
Look at them go
As they march us along
Follow in the footsteps as they fade
Give your self up
As they swirl the baton
The grand marshal of the parade
They’ll take your tears
Wash them away
Show you the time of your life
With theatrical flare
A wink and a smile
You won’t even notice the Scythe
Chorus
Stop the clocks, on the rocks
Time to stick me in a box
Come on take a shoulder if you got six to spare
Dressed in black, kicking back
Cut me off a little slack
Offer up a wing and a prayer
No time left for the right way of living
Shackled to the choices I made
You can’t take a penny with you when you go
So spend it on a grand parade
This is a last will and testament
No refunds, it’s all been spent
Going out the way I came in
Naked, crying, wet but drying
Yeet me like a baby lion
Cast no stones he who is without sin
Chorus
Somber readings, final pleadings
Stab me and I keep on bleeding
Lower me in flames, they’ll do the rest
It’s quite a crowd, gathered round
Silence making all the sound
Faces look like Monday strutting in its Sunday best.
Bridge
Look at them go
As they march us along
Follow in the footsteps as they fade
Give your self up
As they swirl the baton
The grand marshal of the parade
They’ll take your tears
Wash them away
Show you the time of your life
With theatrical flare
A wink and a smile
You won’t even notice the Scythe
Chorus
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
(Not sure if I'll get a recording done or not, but I at least have lyrics)
Holding on to these threads,
balloon stretching up to the sky
sipping on lemonade
we were headed for the fields
we were running through the corn baby
anywhere the shadows grew
then seeking out familiar
faces in the crowd
and doing our best to keep up
with this grand parade
Under the sun's tender gaze
with costumes and masks that we made
we lose ourselves in the fray
we were headed for the fields
we were running through the corn baby
anywhere the shadows grew
then seeking out familiar
faces in the crowd
and doing our best to keep up
with this grand parade
Holding on to these threads,
balloon stretching up to the sky
sipping on lemonade
we were headed for the fields
we were running through the corn baby
anywhere the shadows grew
then seeking out familiar
faces in the crowd
and doing our best to keep up
with this grand parade
Under the sun's tender gaze
with costumes and masks that we made
we lose ourselves in the fray
we were headed for the fields
we were running through the corn baby
anywhere the shadows grew
then seeking out familiar
faces in the crowd
and doing our best to keep up
with this grand parade
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
A Grand Parade
Main Street's looking pretty rough
The five and dime's all boarded up
The shoe stores and the hardware stores are gone
The old hotel caught fire
And destroyed a city block
The barber pole has got a hole
Where someone threw a rock
No one's been here for a week
The place is looking pretty bleak
The whole town's on their iPhones at the mall
Main Street's been abandoned
It's like we've given in
We need a way to save the day
To give this town a win
I know!
We'll have a parade!
We'll have a grand parade
With flags and marching bands and even a motorcade
All the local clubs can drive the floats they made
The schools can show us trophies from the games they played
It's a way for everyone to have their civic pride displayed
Don't be staid! Let's have a parade.
Uptown they've got parking lots
For civic space that's all they've got
Unless you count the food court and the aisles
Main Street's got a main street
And sky and clouds and sun
There's open air and room to spare
There's space for having fun
We'll have a parade!
We'll have a grand parade
With flags and marching bands and even a motorcade
All the local clubs can drive the floats they made
The schools can show us trophies from the games they played
It's a way for everyone to have their civic pride displayed
Don't be staid! Let's have a parade.
Main Street's looking pretty rough
The five and dime's all boarded up
The shoe stores and the hardware stores are gone
The old hotel caught fire
And destroyed a city block
The barber pole has got a hole
Where someone threw a rock
No one's been here for a week
The place is looking pretty bleak
The whole town's on their iPhones at the mall
Main Street's been abandoned
It's like we've given in
We need a way to save the day
To give this town a win
I know!
We'll have a parade!
We'll have a grand parade
With flags and marching bands and even a motorcade
All the local clubs can drive the floats they made
The schools can show us trophies from the games they played
It's a way for everyone to have their civic pride displayed
Don't be staid! Let's have a parade.
Uptown they've got parking lots
For civic space that's all they've got
Unless you count the food court and the aisles
Main Street's got a main street
And sky and clouds and sun
There's open air and room to spare
There's space for having fun
We'll have a parade!
We'll have a grand parade
With flags and marching bands and even a motorcade
All the local clubs can drive the floats they made
The schools can show us trophies from the games they played
It's a way for everyone to have their civic pride displayed
Don't be staid! Let's have a parade.
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Re: Ye Olde Lyric Marte
A Grand Parde
By: Hoblit
I want to show you
How much I love you today
My heart is in view
offering here on display
but that might not be good enough
to illustrate my love
you'll just wait and see then call my bluff
or just walk away maybe all of the above
Please baby none of the above
I am enhancing the colonade into a grand arcade
so that all of my love
spanning over all of your love
together dancing our promenade into a grand parade
dancing our promenade into a grand parade
Now you turn to me
telling me you love me to
Your heart I can see
extended in front of you
but that might not be good enough
to justify your love
I could wait and see or call your bluff
then just walk away maybe all of the above
No way baby none of the above
We are enhancing the colonade into a grand arcade
so that all of your love
spanning over all of my love
together dancing our promenade into a grand parade
dancing our promenade into a grand parade
By: Hoblit
I want to show you
How much I love you today
My heart is in view
offering here on display
but that might not be good enough
to illustrate my love
you'll just wait and see then call my bluff
or just walk away maybe all of the above
Please baby none of the above
I am enhancing the colonade into a grand arcade
so that all of my love
spanning over all of your love
together dancing our promenade into a grand parade
dancing our promenade into a grand parade
Now you turn to me
telling me you love me to
Your heart I can see
extended in front of you
but that might not be good enough
to justify your love
I could wait and see or call your bluff
then just walk away maybe all of the above
No way baby none of the above
We are enhancing the colonade into a grand arcade
so that all of your love
spanning over all of my love
together dancing our promenade into a grand parade
dancing our promenade into a grand parade