What are you listening to?

I was bitten by a policeman
He left teeth marks in the back of my hand
I wanna scream, but I canā€™t say nothing

Got a lot on the line
Put a lot on the moonlight
The invite of a lava light

Mi corazon, pheromone
I wonā€™t let you go
Oh no, stay aglow with me

Can you keep up?
With my body movinā€™ backwards from the speakers
When Iā€™m dancinā€™ you can barely see my sneakers
Can you spin me like a record
spin me like a record?

Well there you have it, baby
Iā€™m just a sensitive guy
You know I snuffed a million planets
But I still find time to cry
Because thereā€™s more to life
Than making other people die

Like a little bloody tear baby
Running out my dirty little eye
And some things, baby
They donā€™t make no sense
Does it really matter if it bugs your parents?

So I have a stupid fever Iā€™m struggling to kill. Got it on the way back from London the other day.

I had my surgical consultation, now I just need recommendation letters and scans for the go ahead, but so far, everything is looking positive and this is finally lining up, so I donā€™t have to think about this any more. Knowing I have drastically overbudgeted for my surgery means I have left overs for things like my travels, which, like any good nerd, is organised in a big google sheets document and budgeted for.

I suspect the fever is down to years of chronic stress symptoms regarding my access to healthcare and barriers around it in every aspect, so now itā€™s basically done and Iā€™ve started to chill out, my body has freaked out. Neck glands out here like Iā€™m doing a bad cosplay of Rath from Mummies Alive.

Iā€™m just eating and resting till Im back to normal, then its on to a (hopefully) less stressful life with the biggest financial investment Iā€™ll need to think about that isnt a new house or something out of the way, and I never have to think about it again. Just living, you know?

Iā€™ve got some filming to do for my online coaching and some editing for my novel, but things are in a good place to go forward.

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Accuse you of a crime
Sentenced to endless time
The price you have to pay
Wonā€™t get away!
Sworn in by the stand
Your rights are gone
The systemā€™s banned
They think you are a liar
A trial by fire

Because the quality of this music video sucks, hereā€™s the studio version.

And To The Tune Of A Billion Dollars, I Supplied To The D.O.E.
Some Tasty Little Nuggets Of Alien Technology.

And As One Might Expect, Iā€™ve Been Harassed For Years
The Men In Black Have Been Bending My Ear

As A Matter Of Fact, They Were Just Here Today,
But I Escaped Them Through A Secret Passageway.

Once I Lived There For A Thousand Days.

My mind has ignited
I can feel it burning down
Watch and wonder as the embers glow
If my flame can be put out

Incite a riot, put yourself in a trance
You rotate the frame in a world you rely on
A scar, a line has been drawn in the sand
Behold the life, the boundaries fools will crush

You are my angel
Come from way above
To bring me love

Her eyes
Sheā€™s on the dark side
Neutralize
Every man in sight

When the Yankees go to LA and Ice Cube throws down with the clean version, and their entire bench is on their feet.

NSFW version:
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When you come around, keep your chain tucked from this

Zero-zero-apostrophe S shit

Fuck a studio lyricist, Iā€™m real with this.

I comes off like chicken drawers in the tele
Roz got plenty
I disconnect you like a hoā€™s celly

Cuz you ainā€™t ready for these son
You best to take ease son
I dance around your cliq like Iā€™m run Rerun

Your whole personaā€™s anorexic, couldnā€™t hold it down

Thatā€™s it, every bourbon now
Dis you in your very town
So now, I break careers down like fractions
I make it happen, dis you in closed captions.

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I sets it off without a movie star

Blazing in my cliq spitting Uzi spars
Busting like dicks in nudie bars

YIPPEE-KI-YAY, motherfuckers sweeter than Sade
In the studio, claiming they aiming steel?
Bring em my way.

Iā€™m sick of all the gangsters, thieves and backstabbers
On tracks theyā€™re invincible, but vengeance be simple.

Hereā€™s the shot: I predict yours, my man bust this and packed this
I jump on on your story, with four bars, and stick you

With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another, itā€™s all the same
For the wind will blow my name across this land

In the temple of love you hide together
Believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain on walls
As wide as lovers eyes

In the temple of love: Shine like thunder
In the temple of love: Cry like rain
In the temple of love: Hear my calling
In the temple of love: Hear my name

Fun fact, Lenny Kravitzā€™s mom was Roxie Roker, who played Hellen Willis on The Jeffersons.

OH yeah, weā€™re moving on up.

Something wonderful, Joe.

A sort of stoned silence
Sat on that boat floating out
The waters left me open
All my emotions fog my lenses
Trusting in a stranger
Thereā€™s nowhere to run, enjoy it
Itā€™s all about the here and now
Illuminate the darkness

The waves awoke emotive emotions
Whilst resisting this urge to
Breathe as Iā€™m swimming down
Free when Iā€™m sinking down

Last breath in, closed eyes
Nose hold, equalize
Pulling down under, bound
Descending, deep ending
Earth, under, found
Free-dive, amplified
Sounds of blue
Floating particles as it falls clear

Donā€™t look up, donā€™t look down
I might drown into you

As Bullshidoā€™s resident living Celtic Warrior, you need to listenā€¦

A glaze of sweat and kerosene
Will glisten like the rain
Iā€™ve pored across the burning thoughts
To find the only way
That I can let you know
A proclamation of the the pain
The searing brand inside my head
So firmly held in place

My mind has ignited
I can feel it burning down
Watch and wonder as the embers glow
If my flame can be put out