1. |
Save Our Song
02:08
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2. |
Hipster Girl
03:55
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I saw her in the coffee shop
Reading Vonnegut through Ray Bans
Vegan pizza on her plate
She caught on Instagram
iPod buds in her ears
nodding to the latest bands
I asked her what she's doing tonight,
but she doesn't make plans
she might work on her Tumblr
design her next tattoo
she doesn't own a TV
she's got projects yet to do
She knits her own scarves
she rolls her own cigarettes
I mentioned a few bands
She's already heard of them.
She's into every scene,
It's always something new
She knows the all highest fashions
and all the lowest too
She's just so stimulating
I don't know what to do
Hipster girl I think I liked you
Before it was cool.
Sushi, soy milk, Whole Foods, yoga class
Tight are her leggings
on her cute hipster ass
She's a roller derby referee
She doesn't own a car
Gets her news by podcast
downloaded from NPR
She drinks PBR
Tallboys all night long
She's really quite ambitious
Like the girl from that Cake song
And reads Pitchfork reviews
She's got a vinyl collection
She could be my next muse
and give me new direction
Hipster boy
You invited me to hear you sing
Hear your hipster poetry
You said you wrote a song for me
Hipster boy
Seems that you are really sweet
Loosen up your skinny jeans
Won't you come and dance with me?
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3. |
A DJ Saved My Life
04:40
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DJ saved my life last night
Now I know everything is all right
One more chance to say goodbye
‘cuz a DJ saved my life
Bright white light strikes sight from my eyes
The flash and the drink keep me stumblin' blind
There's four on the floor, pour some more of mine
And if I get back on the stool I can clear my mind
Hit again with white and I gasp for breath
Tonight I might die so I pass for Death
The scythe, my bottle, I die alone
Blood pumps faster than the flash of the strobe
Another flash passes over and I know I'm gone
DJ wakes up to put a fresh hit on
A kick, and a kick, and a kick from the song
Clap snaps me awake, guess I might make dawn ‘cuz
People keep close life is easy
Hands on hips, “Get close to me"
Grind in more, “Let me see”
Teeth grind too my mind is free
4/4 pulse just keeps me going
Bass buzzing chest just like I'm moaning
light scatters from crowd to eyes to floors and
it’s 140BPM this morning
I shiver from the sweat passin' under the vent
Hit the door with my shoulder,
through the frame I step
My mouth is dry; my eyes are wet
And tomorrow I'm'a do it all over again ‘cuz
Double time snare
Strobe lightning fills the air
Feel the thunder
Feel the power
Feel the fire
Feel it here
Vibrations in the floor
Now I know we’re going down
Electric in the sky
Now our minds are in the clouds
And my mind’s an open door
And my mind’s an open war
As the lights fill the floor
I cast my sights on yours
A blur from the scythe
Like a knife in my mind
A gasp as you near
pulling lips close to mine
As the pulse pulls the hair on the back of my neck
And the beat breaks the breath full of life in my chest
I ready arms’ embrace and my eyes open wide
Watching visions in the sky
Now I know I’m alive, ‘cuz
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4. |
Superstar
03:38
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Stopped with the six, now you're sure I got swag
Steppin' on the stage, you heard it's a P-thang
See man, I'm broadcasting like C-SPAN
Bench-pressing beats just like my name was He-Man
Master of the Groovebox
Kick, Snare, Hammer, Nail
Pullin'em out my toolbox
Lead singles tellin' ya who you can't stop
Who rocks?
The Poe with a system shock
Lean back deep like I kept the ring finger
Haven't seen your momma but I can't wait to meet her
Earth-shakin' beats with our bodies easy
breakin' new ground like a baby teething
Bodies grinding behind the lines I'm singing
White boy voice and the stank I bring'em
Got no choice but to up and tell'em
about that funk so thick it stank up to the heavens
I'm a hip-hop, synth-pop, alt-rock, can't stop, won't stop, will not, 'til I drop
Superstar
Yo, no guitarist goes harder than a poet pushing play
He steps back, looks up, says hey man this seems easy
Well, of course it's easy, doncha see it's me, G?
Like Midas I touch and tweak
turning knobs into beats
So, step if you please, into the forest like trees,
Where I'm rockin' and rollin' autumn stop'n'golden from green
as if my beats are firm and my lines are ripe
And I'm'a cut a few rhymes for the house tonight
The show is gold so don't disrespect it
Lines from all sides just like you're dyslexic
Hectic-what's that? Oh, shit-He wrecked it
puzzled-up muscle tongue twist then flexing
the kinda rhyme you shoulda tried
but you didn't
so now you ride
in the back of the car where you're easy to ignore
you're trying to be hard, but you're leaving us bored
showing off your scars, but this is the score
The Poet's a star, I'm gonna brighten the world
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5. |
Another Disco Song
03:51
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Streetlights flashing code
I’m seeing stories in the sky
Trying to find you in my phone
Trying to lose you in my mind
The design between the gaps
has me seeing my breath
you’re the ghost in my chest
there’s so much of you left
Gasping you in the streets
as I stumble to sleep
Make my way to the door
and pull out my key
Why can’t I find my lock
or my lock find me?
I guess I’ll just write another disco song
I don’t really want them to know what’s wrong
The pen yet holds the line
I’m realizing myself
My guest was good as gone
Cuz I was watching my step
Well, a poet’s heart beats harder
when it’s got some space
So I showed her to the door
I didn’t want her to stay
And now these visions in the sky
Shining like diamonds in my eyes
If I could get you off my mind
Maybe a portal in my lines
Then I could find another way
Another time another place
Learning lessons from my ghosts
Gonna rhyme a brand new day
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6. |
Your Vocoder Lover
04:55
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Girl, be mine
As stars we've gotta shine
Look into the sky; see our future shootin' by
Don't let a wish die
Let your wish fly
Look into my eyes make the same wish as I
You remind me of 7th grade
Times when I first thought of girls for days
Brought me back to my first kiss
Back to that innocence
Try to make the diamonds from the dirty coal
Taking threads of lead, try to spin'em to gold
If I wanna get your number but I gotta be bold
If I'm gonna be answer in the story told
Lightning strikes but once
I won’t let you pass me by
As I’m reaching from the earth
to meet you up in the sky
Cast your vision to the blue
Read my lines amongst the clouds
And we'll bring life to earth
If we ever come back down
Sweaty palms holding hands
Gotta chance; make it last
Good times gone fast
Come here girl we gotta dance
Give me a chance, 'cuz I wanna
be your man, I want no other
Step into my arms, girl, I'm gonna
be, I'll be, your vocoder lover!
From the stage I caught your glance
And I saw you part your lips
Twisting on the floor
Where you knew I'd find your hips
Your bait lured me near
This musician is your prey
Now let's move to the beat
'til the break of the day.
Breath of life; parted lips
Dance floor, first kiss
Gotta chance, can't miss,
Come closer, needed this
Hey girl,
I’ve never felt this way before
You’ve found a part of me
Only you could discover
I thought I’d never feel this way again
I thought I’d never recover
You’re the only one for me
Let me be your vocoder lover
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7. |
Rock the Mic
06:09
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No information, just interceptions
For conversations I'm contraceptive
If you ain't talkin' 'bout me
Then don't botha cummin'
Runnin' to community
Spotlight scrutiny
steppin' to the stage still talkin' like it's you 'n' me.
These expectations of exclamations
This exaggerating should interest'em
If you're curious then you might ought to listen
Guessing where I'm gonna go
Hearing what you oughta know
Pulling out guitars guess he thinks it's rock'n'roll
Fillin' up your cup after twisting my wrist
Drop another verse for your white-stained kiss
Splatter on your ears like late night video
Whatcha think of this, y'all?
Well, pluck that string
and let it scream
alt-rock lick
'til I do my thing
I came to the stage just to rock the day
When the day comes to pass I'm'a rock the night
When the night has arrived I'm'a rock the party
Never gonna stop 'til I rock the mic
So you play real music?
Your band goes hard?
Well, I'll solo on your girl
While you finger your guitar
I've got more rock in the numbers
When I'm pressin' those buttons
Then I step to the stage
Where I don't press nothin'
Got presence alone
More than your whole band
I have half in my Mac and my mic in my hand
And if they heard the first verse,
then the kids oughtta know
I don't need guitars
To make it rock'n'roll
They told me too much candy's gonna make me sick
But I need the sweetness I'm addicted to kicks
So I step to spit
Can't make me quit
You don't want me to hit?
Well, I don't give a shit.
New-wave twang, Gibson crunch
Blues drive pedals and programmed drums
58 for my mic and a Roland for my beats
Persona on the vocals MicroKorg synth lead
Write it all for the rock 'n' roll
I don't wanna die but I don't wanna get old
Write all for the rock 'n' roll
I don't wanna die before my story's told.
So rejoice! Beats be with you!
I am more than man I got rhythmic virtue
Got my altar in the studio
And for my congregation, crescendos!
Like the sun rising up
Or a comet crashing down
I am rays of shining hope
casting broad across this town
Morning dew
sparkles for me
and all who hear choose to adore me
Now the sun it is set
and the song it is over
Rest your souls within my glow
and you find joy in these verses
Tomorrow!
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The Persona Austin, Texas
Austin-based ElectroPop–Alternative Hip Hop; featuring a stage presence that ventures from punk rock attitude to hip hop braggadocio to sly indie irony.
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