Hold fast my son… don’t do as I have done.
The beast of burden lies deep in everyone.
Sieg Heil Meine Liebe.
Cast away the icons of my youth…
From the flowing hair to curvatures of perfection.
I trade it all to bow in front of you…
I will oblige, I will concede your truth.
Cold facts are hindsight.
Stand and stare with nostrils flared, as judgment casts the stone.
Ohhh, my mamma, watch over me.
A lady’s fight for freedom’s might… ironic to the bone.
Ohhh, my mamma, take over me.
A somewhat traditional rock piece using my JEM custom (Casper Guitar Technologies) with Sublime pickups. Pumped through a Pritchard amp with a Boomerang for some delay. Distortion courtesy of SolidGoldFx's SuperDrive, as well as some slightly modulation and EQ via the Sonuus Wahoo pedal (love that pedal!).
Copyright 2013 Brian D. Johnston... A six minute jam with the JEM Sublime guitar through a Pritchard amp. Using the Boomerang delay, SolidGoldFX SuperDrive, and Sonuus Wahoo pedals for a dab of drive and effects.
Copyright 2012 Brian D. Johnston. JEM Custom via Casper Guitar Technologies with Sublime pickups. Using a Pritchard amp with SolidGoldFX distortion/drive, Boomerang delay, and the Sonuus Wahoo pedal.
Let me tell you ‘bout Jimmy the Snake,
Who climbed the ladder and caught a break.
Entrusted with secrets, riddled with fear,
He spilled his guts to those who would hear.
And he sang, and he sang… like a songbird he sang.
Walking with pride,
With a handgun by his side.
A knight in the badlands,
You don’t touch a ‘made’ man.
Brothers in arms,
Shaking things down,
Taking it all,
With their backs to the wall.
It’s plain to see he tries to hide the misery,
When he points his gun to say,
“I’m sorry… it just has to end this way.”
Stay low, suspicion grows,
Something’s strange with the telephone.
Brother can you shadow me.
Don’t be shy with the FBI,
You know that they know when you lie.
Brother can you cover me.
Better off dead,
With a price upon his head.
Nowhere to run,
When the Moon becomes the Sun.
Copyright 2013 Brian D. Johnston. (Hungarian for 'Dance with Me'). Some metal playing over a dance club beat, playing my JEM custom with Sublime Pickups through a Pritchard amp.
Santa was the kind of guy who couldn’t catch a break.
He busted into countless homes, then claimed it all a mistake.
The judge was none too happy, he thought him rather crass.
He gave poor Santa 20 years, the gavel up the ass!
Stepping off the prison bus, red suit black boots and all,
A tiny fish in a pond, he lacked the skills to brawl.
His bunkmate was a giant man whose knuckles gleamed of brass,
He grabbed ol’ Nick’s rosy cheeks and gave it up the ass!
It’s been ten years to the day, poor Santa was released.
The prison over-crowded, his sentence was decreased.
Emotionally discarded, a man of convict class,
Santa still cums once a year, but never in the ass!
Once again, I see it falling all apart again,
Dissolved to how it once began… I see blue.
Torn to shreds, I long to fall in love and love again,
With this world of mine again… I feel blue.
Why have life when life isn’t free?
Given time, they won’t let you breathe.
Money and control, they take until you bleed.
Power and disease, they choose the herd to breed.
If life is so beautiful… if life is so wonderful…
Why do we lie to ourselves, it’s not logical
If love is so powerful… if love is so sensual…
Why do we lie in this pain, it’s not merciful.
Floating through an astral field, I’m so high.
Visions of your love revealed, I’m so high.
Don’t leave me, I’m lonely, don’t say your goodbyes.
Stay with me, my baby, I need you tonight.
I had it all… I had it all.
A good wife… and a free life.
I’m drowning you won’t save me,
Even though it’s crazy, I want you.
Only for a good time… maybe for the last time
Do you really mean it? Can you really stop it?
A knot we can undo, if we really choose to, I miss you.
You’re a hard luck woman, yah… a heartbreak woman, hmmm
Had us some fast times… followed by some rough times.
You’re the stick to my glue, I’m feeling so blue… I want you.
Only for a good time… maybe for the last time
Do you really mean it? Can you really stop it?
A knot we can undo, if we really choose to, I miss you.
Fuck the reason, find an option
Fact is fiction, truth is untruth
Have an active mind; open ones are blind.
State and country, made of money
“Screw the ethics” is the motto
Constitution crime, constipated swine.
Reason died, for I’m told
A distant land, not long ago
Born from stars, a prophet came
Fear and faith, one in the same
And reason died in a blink of an eye.
You’re a little heartache for me.
I’m a little heartache for you.
We’re a little messed up.
We need to make up.
You’re a little heartbreak for me.
I’m a little heartbreak for you.
Fate hasn’t helped us.
Heaven may save help us.
Standing in the rain and the sun.
Smoking till the air hurts my lungs.
Thinking how I just might proceed.
I’ll tell you something woman…
I want you to want me.
I want you to love me.
To touch me, and feel me, hold me and kiss me…
I need you.
I need you to need me.
I need you to love me.
To hold me, and hug me, caress me, to know me…
I want you.
Smiling to your face with a frown.
Knocking on your door unannounced.
Looking both ways as I leap.
I’ll say it again…
I want you to want me.
I want you to love me.
To touch me, and feel me, hold me and kiss me…
I need you.
You’re a little heartache for me.
I’m a little heartache for you.
We’re a little messed up.
We need to make up.
One more time, the world is ending.
Is it true that climate’s changing?
London’s fire, Jonestown liar just proves… man should move.
Falsify… testify… crucify… mortify.
Nazi rule and culture bashing;
Genocide can be a blessing.
Mao’s great famine and 911 just proves… man should move.
Simplify… modify… horrify… terrify.
Haunting notes, this lullaby;
Fear of sleep in case we die.
I’m alone… you’re alone.
We’re alone… say ‘amen,’ as the ride comes to an end.
Cast your dreams away and on your knees obey.
With the world all aglow from a comet’s hard blow,
Can we start up anew, or is it a clue?
“Good riddance and adieu, it’s been nice to know ya… we’re leaving.”
Sanctify… vilify… quantify… nullify.
One more time, the world is messed up.
“Donate money,” say false prophets.
Starving beggars and fat bankers just prove… man should move.
You know it’s OK if your head is up your asshole.
For love is such a fickle thing when the mind is on poontang.
Say to me I am your everything.
Hold me close until you get that diamond ring.
Then decree your gluttony and let your ass explode.
I know you will, I know you will, it’s in the marriage code.
Allow me to simply, and please don’t deny how things have changed, our love’s estranged.
Father said, “this is your destiny.”
We’ve been warned, we ignore the subtleties.
Lust is love, and when you mix the two,
Up is down, left is right, and then you’re screwed.
Hold me in your arms, my one and only.
Hold me till my wait has come undone.
Save me from a fate that seems eternal.
Love me till our hearts and souls are one.
Tell me… tell me that you want me.
You know I want you.
Tell me… tell me that you love me.
You know you want to.
Show how your passion runs free.
Show how you’ll come back to me.
Copyright 2013 Brian D. Johnston. A collection of riffs using the JEM (Casper Guitar Technologies) custom with Sublime Pickups. Pumped through a Pritchard Amp. Effects = Boomerang delay; SolidGoldFX SuperDrive; Sonuus Wahoo; Treasure Tone silver plectrum.
You moaned getting choked was your fantasy.
I can oblige…
Bet I can pop those eyes with ease.
Golden showers, whips and chains, I think you’re nuts.
You sexy thing, you nasty thing,
You’re dangerous.
Your momma said, “you stay away from her.”
“That devil in disguise is still my little girl.”
But when she swallowed she engaged a mind game.
Deep in lust, I’m cunt-struck,
It’s all the same… whatever the name.
Black is black as the night will take you.
A bloody bath will help to cleanse you.
I see your fear when the lights are on.
Terror strikes when you are lonely.
And Satan is your one and only.
I see your fear when the lights are on.
I see the fear when all hope is gone.
Nothing left, you’re feeling empty.
When you’re lost just come and see me.
I see your fear when the lights are on.
I see the fear when all hope is gone.
Sweet malaise in a fevered haze,
I tip my hat to you.
Soldier on in a staggered daze,
No light to pull me through.
__________________ ________________
All the tricks in the book couldn’t take the dark away.
Nothing left when the moment comes, life’s a slow decay.
__________________ ________________
Come with me to the River Styx,
And your fate will be your own.
Never mind the shrouded man,
He carries flesh and bone.
An obolus to pay the way,
To Hades all will burn.
Good or bad, we’re all the same,
When gone there’s no return.
Shitting dogs in the London rain,
Save your money and move to Spain.
But when you’re there you’ll finally know,
You’re just not home until you’re home.
Static’s about you.
Can’t breathe without you.
I notice you’re so blue… when you’re on your own.
Snub that bobby he’s a fuckin’ twat,
But deep down inside, he’s what you’re not.
At least you’ve got that special bird,
Who’ll squat your nest until you’re stirred.
Set controls.
Steer toward hate.
Say hello to good old romance when you’re eighty-eight.
Take what you got, it can be a lot worse,
From locusts and boils to a gypsy’s curse.
And then you have what is most unkind,
‘Forget me nots’ of a vengeful mind.
Green with envy, your soul is blind.
A fairytale story in a nursery crime.
Peas in a pod, we’re together.
Holding each other and sharing our dreams.
Sailing these seas forever,
No matter the course, it’s not what it seems (it’s not as it seems).
Please set me free… please lie to me.
It helps to ignore the problem.
It helps to downplay the righteous.
Fear will hide the agenda,
Hope is a flag that never flies high.
All you freaks are pretenders,
You would steal a blinded man’s eyes.
Woe is me, I’m a little light shining dimly in the corner…
Waiting for a surge of intensity from you.
It all began, I don’t know when, but having life meant dying.
From the sun comes rain, from joy comes certain pain.
Highlights of my life are marred with low expectations.
“I can” to old man, withering days as time drifts away.
(Keep a little cozy corner in your heart for me)
It all starts in the playpen, a know-nothing with a sly grin.
Next you’re heading to high school, then a job, you’re so cool… living the lie.
Rocking horse to rocking chair, it’s a sign.
Boyish charm to graying hair, it’s a crime.
Save a penny, pay your pension, it’s a trend.
Spend a lifetime planning for the bitter end.
It’s raining, it’s pouring… the whole world is boring,
And I just can’t get out of bed.
It’s too late to open that door,
And start the day without you.
Day time or night time
Is always a fun time,
Whenever you’re near me, it’s true…
And it’s too late to open that door,
And start the day without you.
Just a moment to linger… just a moment to sigh,
The birds are singing that you are on my mind.
WOMAN'S VOICE (not included)
Forgive me now, for the summer lost.
I never knew you well,
But my life has changed its course.
I let you go, I wonder at what cost.
The season has become the ‘summer of remorse.’
Copyright 2013 Brian D. Johnston. Rock-based, but with a splash of ho-down and even bluegrass rhythm. Using my JEM custom with Sublime pickups through a Pritchard amp. SolidGoldFX SuperDrive for a bit of distortion and the Sonuus Wahoo for slight modulation (that wah pedal nasal tone).
The clock is ticking, brothers and sisters, counting down to Armageddon. The worm reveals himself in many guises across this once great land; from the intellectual elite cruelly indoctrinating our children with the savage blasphemy of Darwin, to the craven Hollywood pagans, corrupting them in the darkness of the local bijou, from the false prophets cowering behind our nation's pulpits to the vile parasites in our banks and boardrooms and the godless politicians, growing fat on the misery of their constituents. The signs of the end times are all around us
Rise up, rise up brothers and sisters and take your place at my side. For you shall be my scythe and your face shall shine like a thousand suns and the streets shall be sanctified by the steaming black blood of the heretics.
And together brothers and sisters, together we shall build a shining temple, a kingdom that will last for thousands and thousands of years.
Blades of grass caress the flesh of my dreams,
As the shards of glass cut deeper through my veins.
The wind then blows like a feather pillow, so gently,
And the gravel courses like a knife to hone the pain.
It hurts so good that you are my everything.
The bee then flies and replies with a single sting.
Crazy love, crazy love… I’m a fool for your crazy love.
Crazy love, crazy love… I’m an ass for your crazy love.
Crazy love, crazy love… I will fall for your crazy love.
Crazy love, crazy love… I will bow to your crazy love.
Shaking like a little leaf,
I just can’t help to think…
I love you.
Sitting here all alone,
Staring at the god damn phone…
I love you.
Oh, my Melanie, I love you.
Then that phone finally rings.
A message from Mr. Singh…
“Would you like to buy some pills…
“Guaranteed to give you thrills!”
I scream that you scream,
“I need you.”
Sleep tight and rock-a-bye,
I found you.
Don’t you fret if anyone were to put you down.
If they say a word, I’ll tell them “you just shut your mouth.”
You’re my queen and upon this throne I set your crown.
And if anyone thinks otherwise, just shut your mouth.
“Youngest king’s daughter,
“Open to me!
“By the well water
“What promised you me?”
Hey, your golden ball was returned.
Open your door and open your heart.
Hey, you vowed to share him your life.
A simple request has fallen apart.
Thou what you say
Is held by the word.
Now let him in,
The king has concurred…
“Honour him your promises,
“What is yours will now be his.”
Once in a fool, you’ll be falling in love,
With a frog, no less, who claims to be a prince.
You eat and you sleep while ignoring the warts,
Surrender your palace as a last resort.
Carry your burden far and wide.
Carry your burden day and night.
Where is the romance?
You’re wanting a second chance.
