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Rock-a-Bye Recidivist by The Risen Wood

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~ Rock-a-Bye Recidivist (The Judges’ Lullaby – a dark parody of “Rock-a-bye Baby”) [Chorus] Rock-a-bye monster, on the treetop, When the mercy wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough of justice breaks and then falls, Cry will the victims now pinned to the wall. [Verse 1] Rock-a-bye felon, don’t you dare cry, The judge believes you’ve learned to fly. Gavel falls lightly, robes soft and deep— “Time served is enough,” he whispers so sweet. [Verse 2] When the wind of leniency starts to blow, The cradle swings open, and you're free to go. Back on the prowl in the dark of the night, While the judge dreams in peace in his castle on high. [Bridge] They rock the cradle year after year, Trading lives for the lie that “change is sincere.” Revolving door spins, the system’s so kind— More broken families that we've left behind. [Final Chorus – slower, darker] Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, Evil exist in its wake we are caught. When the bough breaks and the cradle will fall, Into the darkness where demons they crawl.

Tripco Tech by Zephyrane

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell~  Sippy sip, kiss my lips, Just two drops I'm poppin' bliss, In the park where we lose track of time, let the clouds roll round and colors shine  trippidty trip come kiss my lips  get you a little piece of this  In the hall where we fell down to die  laughing into one another's eyes  oh lover take cover from the clouds that swirl ahead  perhaps it would be safer if we all just crawled to bed  the bed becomes a shuttle and we take it to the moon where we bounce around like children in the Clavius lagoon  Slippity slip into the dip  then a pop right off and take a whiff  in the backyard where we settle down slowly sip, breathe come back to the ground  Slappiddy slap don't take no nap  in the hammock there ain't no coming back from the deep ole sleep that keeps a man  while creatures speak through dreams command  Oh brother take cover from the sun that breaks the clouds  it will turn your color red of its power it is proud  take a sip and pass it with respect you must engage  for we be only extras scattered bout across the stage

Papercuts and Lemonade by Daisy Futures

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~  [Intro] Oh, the summer sun shines bright,   In the echoes of our play,   Time drifts like a feather,   In a world so far away. [Verse 1] Playing in the yard,   Nothing in our heads,   Hopefully piss the day away,   Bathe and off to bed. [Chorus] So don't you worry, young one,   When the storm clouds start to fall,   For every shadow crossed your path,   There’s a light that breaks the wall.   Like paper cuts and lemonade,   Life's a sweet and bitter trade. (synth solo) [Verse 2] Spend each and every day,   Outside and far away,   From the devil that did dwell,   Inside a house that's made of pain. [Chorus] So don't you worry, young one,   When the storm clouds start to fall,   For every shadow crossed your path,   There’s a light that breaks the wall.   Like paper cuts and lemonade,   Life's a sweet and bitter trade. (synth solo) [Bridge] And though the road gets heavy,   And the nights can feel so long,   The stars will guide your weary heart,   To where you belong.   So gather all your stories,   Let them dance upon your soul,   For each scar tells a tale,   That makes you whole. [Chorus] So don't you worry, young one,   When the storm clouds start to fall,   For every shadow crossed your path,   There’s a light that breaks the wall.   Like paper cuts and lemonade,   Life's a sweet and bitter trade.

Go F*ck Yourself by Crystal Dicks

RATED MA and all that.  Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Radio~  [Verse 1] Remember the days when we’d walk down the street? Laughter like music, it felt so complete. But the shadows are creeping, and the echoes won't fade, Memories linger, but the trust has betrayed. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Verse 2] Used to see stars through our laughter-filled nights, Now it’s just silence, and I’m losing the fight. You painted a picture of a love so divine, But it faded to grey, like a heart out of time. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Bridge] Now I’m finding my voice, reclaiming my heart, No more your puppet, I’m tearing apart. With each whispered word, I’m forging my way, I’ll dance in the rain, let it wash you away. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Outro] Oh, oh, oh, oh, just go fuck yourself. Oh, oh, oh, oh, you’re history now.

I Have to Wow the Populous by Zephyrane

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~  [Verse 1] I have to wow the populous, I cannot scream, not make a fuss. Wake up when the sun comes up, Work out and off to do my stuff. [Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.) [Verse 2] Who will be your number two, When fate gets mad and pokes at you? Keep you from that fateful fall, Into the pit where demons crawl. [Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.) [Bridge] I have to keep the people clean, Bless them do the crosses thing. As evil walks like oozing puss, Still I must wow the populous. [Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.) [Outro] Please now folks don’t make a fuss, And let me wow the populous!