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released April 20, 2017

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Pet Shop Fashion West Des Moines, Iowa

Coitus, pharmaceuticals, and whatever Alan Freed's ghost calls my music.

These rough recordings are some musical ideas I've had over the years. The process is very slow because I'm doing everything on my own - guitars, drums, vocals, lyrics, recording, mixing, etc. I hope to someday record them again with a band and maybe play them live. Until then, enjoy listening to my creative process. ... more

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Track Name: The Yacht Sea Party
All aboard, everyone!
We are going to sail to uncharted seas
Everybody get on board!
Our new captain's wife is willing to striptease

We will dance the night away
We'll gamble and drink gin...

If we get three sixes, we will win
But the poor people will surely lose
And we'll never have to pay our dues

All aboard, everyone!
Just lie back, enjoy the sun, and feel the breeze
Everybody get on board!
Our distractions will put all your minds at ease

We will dance the night away
We'll gamble and drink gin...

If we get three sixes, we will win
But the poor people will surely lose
And we'll never have to pay our...

Don't listen to a word they say
About how much we lie, cheat, and steal
Just let your feelings tell you the difference between what is fake and real

You're getting very sleepy
Close your eyes
Just let the sound of my voice
Be your guide...

All aboard, everyone!
We'll do anything to placate and appease
Everybody get on board!
We've got boatloads of new empty guarantees

We will dance the night away
We'll gamble and drink gin...

If we get three sixes, we will win
But the poor people will surely lose
And we'll never have to pay our...

Don't listen to a word they say
About how much we lie, cheat, and steal
Just let your feelings tell you the difference between what is fake and real

You're getting very sleepy
Close your eyes
Just let the sound of my voice
Be your guide...
Track Name: Entitled to Be Untitled
He got a job
At his daddy's firm
But he thinks that he's a self-made man

His wealth came from
Inheritance
But he thinks it's from his well-known brand

He tells us that it's in his genes
And he was just born that way
Even when his idiocy is fully on display

He tells us that he knows best
Despite the experts' dismay
And all of his evidence comes from lots of hearsay

No one criticize this guy
Or he'll throw a fit
Then you'll go to court, where he'll sue you

Survival of the richest in the land of the free
The home of the brave is in foreclosure

Can you see the golden streams
Trickling down the drain?
I'm sure there are jobs down there somewhere

How can someone reach the top
When they're the bottom line?
How low can you go when your job is in limbo?

There are no more facts
Everybody needs to just relax
And also be scared

They are not elites
Even the orange guy with golden seats
Who showers in praise

There are super PACs
That purchase legislative acts
To enslave us all

They're under the sheets
With racists who have senate seats
Was it good for you?

News is often short-cited
In our big small town
Conspiracies are "just theories"

Schrödinger's immigrant got grabbed by tiny hands
No more stealing jobs while on Welfare

Now we all live three doors down from a lunatic
Who has skeletons in his crypt tonight

Naturally, Agent Orange hates the EPA
They'll tell everyone he is the Toxic Avenger
Track Name: Profoundly Ordinary
What a rush!
What a thrill!
It seems like nothing else could fit the bill

What prowess!
Superb skill!
Those are very large shoes for one to fill

What presence!
What a voice!
Just the sound of it makes us all rejoice

What appeal!
Superb charm!
There is no way he could ever do us harm

Is he super human or is he just a man?
His name precedes all of his deeds

Is he somehow god-like or is he typical?
It all depends on what we believe

What a fraud!
What a scam!
He is the wolf to our sacrificial lamb

What prowess?
There's no skill
He'll just bullshit us and make us foot the bill

We're absent!
We're voiceless!
He will exploit us in times of great distress

What a prick!
There's no tact!
That is not a good way for one to act
Track Name: Infinite Depth
How many perspectives does it take to fully grasp something?
And at what time should perspectives change?

What types of coincidences count as synchronicities?
Where is my golden scarab?

How many examples are enough to understand something?
And when are they false analogies?

What types of illusions are best suited for magicians?
Where should I direct my focus?

There is so much more than just what you see on the surface at any given time
When we try to eliminate ignorance, we find another mountain we must climb

How many wins does it take to be considered lucky?
And at what time is one considered cursed?

What types of predictions count as seeing into the future?
Where is my crystal ball?

How many experiences are enough to gain wisdom?
And when does it lead to inner peace?

What types of delusions are best suited for creative work?
Where does genius come from?
Track Name: Only the Best
See this rock?
It is the best
It is one of a kind

You won't find
Better rocks
Anywhere else but here

You deserve only the best
We will tell you what that is
And we'll charge you much more than anyone else

We select only the best
Using arbitrary rules
So your status symbols elevate your worth

See this stone?
It is the best
It is one of a kind

You won't find
Better stones
Anywhere else but here
Track Name: A Plague of Locus
What does that girl think of me?
I hope it's something good
My self-worth is riding on her opinion

All it takes is one bad thought
To awaken swarms of pestilence in my vulnerable mind

What does my boss think of me?
I hope it's something good
My career is riding on this next review

All it takes is one mistake
To awaken swarms of pestilence in my vulnerable mind

Save me
Save me from myself

Help me
Help me save myself

What does this guy think of me?
I hope it's something good
My self-worth is riding on his opinion

All it takes is one bad thought
To awaken swarms of pestilence in my vulnerable mind

What does this crowd think of me?
I hope it's something good
My career is riding on their reaction

All it takes is one mistake
To awaken swarms of pestilence in my vulnerable mind

Save me
Save me from myself

Help me
Help me save myself

It's time I find something inside
To give me a feeling of control

It's time I find a way to divide
What will crack and what will keep me whole
Track Name: Exotic Relativity
Look at the way those guys are dressed
It is so weird
It is not normal

Look at what those guys chose to eat
It is so weird
It is not normal

Look at the color of their hair
It is so weird
It is not normal

Look at the tattoos that guy has
It is so weird
It is not normal

That is not what I am used to
It seems really strange
I cling to my old traditions
Due to my fear of change

How can I get a complete view of anything when I filter out so much?
How can I make informed decisions in a world where I only see clichés?

Look at the art that's on display
It is so weird
It is not normal

Look at the piercings that guy has
It is so weird
It is not normal
Track Name: Like Taking a Baby from Candy
The only thing I care about is making sure someone's born
After that, they're on their own
I won't support the poor
Starving kids and bad parents are none of my concern
Take away all they have and say it is because they're lazy

Tell me everything I want to hear on my one issue
The rest of my morals will be thrown out like a tissue

Just give all of your lip service to the cheering masses
They are waiting for you to kiss their collective white asses

It might take a whole village to raise a single child
But some of the villagers choose not to pitch in
Rape victims and cases of incest are ignored
Take away their dignity and tell them that it was all their fault
Track Name: Interpreters
I live in a skewed reality full of alternative facts
Propaganda and emotions are fueling constant attacks

We no longer have a need to think for ourselves anymore
Everyone knows that is what we have press conferences for

We no longer need a dictionary to know what things mean
And we don't need scientists saving lives with a vaccine

They've got brand new definitions
So illusions can seem real

Laws will have interpretations
That make it easy to steal

They've got brand new definitions
To inform you how to feel

Laws will be crafted for them to
Make it easy to conceal

We no longer have a need to question those in government
Anyone who questions them will receive a punishment

We no longer need a constitution when creating laws
All that really matters now is the sound of mass applause
Track Name: Beyond Redemption
I want a good tale to tell with a lesson to learn
Show me how the underdog makes an epic return
Conflict can create a place for characters to grow
Pushing them into the zone that's beyond their plateau

Time will not heal our wounds
Unless we spend it wisely
We can't define ourselves by the past anymore

Add time to tragedy
Sometimes we get comedy
Turn something horrifying into something absurd

Maybe tragedy is when I cut my finger and cry
And comedy is when I fall into a sewer and die
Sometimes when we laugh we tell ourselves that we're okay
Everyone wants to feel safe at the end of the day

If a joke is not benign
Some people will chuckle anyway
And sometimes the area is gray
It takes time for our fears to allay

Meaning is within our minds
Dictionaries can be thrown away
We may never know how to convey
What it is we really want to say
Track Name: No Matter What
Being right or wrong is so subjective
No one ever thinks that they're the bad dude

When you think you're right, you feel self-righteous
All of the ends justify the means

I will do what I said I would do no matter what
Even if it makes me look like I'm a total nut

I will always be the guy who's stuck in his old ways
That is, of course, unless it means I will get more praise

Being a victim is so subjective
No one ever thinks that they're the bad dude

When you think you're wronged, you feel self-righteous
All of the ends justify the means
Track Name: Gay Ray Reggae
Mr. Ashburn danced on the grave of LGBTQ rights
But he danced another way in Sacramento one night

While protecting us from the downfall of society
The Troy of King negotiated a male aide's salary

Mr. Curtis worked to protect the right to discriminate
But his work was done when his male escort changed his rate

Another escort helped Pastor Ted explore a brand new life
Much to the dismay of his followers and his wife

That's why we must wear our tin foil hats
To create a Faraday cage
It will shield us from the mind control
That the Hollywood elites beam from outer space

Schrock was an ogre who shrieked about the dangers of shower time
But he talked another way when on a gay chat line

Glenn Murphy, Jr. was rising in the Republican Party
Now he's on a sexual offender registry

Bruce Barclay was cleared of the initial charge of rape
But they still uncovered sex, lies, and videotape

Matthew Makela preached to gay kids that he thought they should stop
While he advertized on Grindr that he was a top
Track Name: The Pot Calling the Grass Green
Mr. Radel said there should be drug tests for those who can't be Trey
Dr. Katz prescribed himself medication he voted against

Rush was quick to push a higher dose of pain for anyone but himself
Tasker had the task to defend our kids from sobriety

When the pot calls the grass green
They put up a smokescreen
And then look down on you
From the ground they think is actually high

Speaking of our kids, if you want some good stuff...just ask Denny Sparks
If you're looking for pills a radio host loves...just ask Mayor Grubbs

When the pot calls the grass green
They put up a smokescreen
And then look down on you
From their high elephants

When the pot calls the grass green
They put up a smokescreen
And then look down on you
From the ground they think is actually high