LYRICS
You call this art? Need a blood flowchart
The art of warfare is everywhere
I could sure start with a blood flowchart
Beware of the blood-flow over there
I wouldn’t want you to step in it
It’s worse than stepping in… worse than stepping in… stepping in $hit
The art of warfare is everywhere
A picture’s worth a thousands words
A million words can’t describe the toll of a sole soul
The art of warfare is everywhere
Ya know this ain’t Vincent Van Gogh
We make Picasso look less absurd
The risk to every art critic… you’re gonna get hit
There’s a fan… and, when the $hit gets to it… you’re gonna get hit
The art of warfare is everywhere
LYRICS
May I say, happy holiday? Can you tell me, “How do you like your turkey?”
Our recipe for catastrophe:
Now, somehow Moscow resides on both sides
In France, they’re doing the (anti)terror dance
Invoking the Kremlin gremlin
The Kremlin gremlin provoking a turkey basting
Are you telling me I am the delicacy? Noooo… I don’t wanna be in the recipe!
Too many cooks in the kitchen… too many kooks in the kitchen
And, here I am sayin’, “I need a die-a-gram”
All the while up to their ears in Syria diarrhea
Some sick Islamic
Don’t ya think that’ll stink?
Leave it up to their fears in Syria diarrhea
You ISIS? I is not ISIS
No Boca Raton killing marathon
While Al-Shabaab rape n’ rob
Run as fast as you can from the Taliban
Oh my gawd! No Jihad
Please read the Qur’an agin’
Is that what is meant? The Qur’an is based on the New Testament… which is based on the Old Testament. We’re all on top of the same base-meant.
And, here I am, “I need a die-a-gram”
The Saudi’s out of Yemen
Can I get an Amen?
They ran from Iran
More than a crack in Iraq
Now who’s gettin’ in
Na, na, na not China
And, here I am, “I need a die-a-gram”
What’s left of the leftovers? What’s the deal with this holiday meal? I’ve been rooked… the turkey’s over-cooked! What else can I say on Thanksgiving Day?
Die-a-gram for Over-cooked Turkey
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Ab Bb Bbsus4 Bbaug
Rhythm: 174 BPM / Reggae x2 machines
Recording: digital 1-track stereo
A song about what is going on in the world for Thanksgiving 2015.
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers and an Alesis Vortex controller to Albeton software (microKorg, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, and a couple pedals)
LYRICS
I have grave concerns about your graven concerns…
Just because I draw a picture of you
Doesn’t mean it’s of a graven view
The last thing I would want to do
Is worship anything to do with you
The only thing made of wood or stone
Appears to be the contents of your headbone
Why don’t you back off and leave it alone
Gather your marbles and head on home
Having a prophet profit fit
Isn’t helping matters the slightest bit
So go on doggie… get along… git’
Before world religions suffer another hit
What are you some sort-of buffoon?
Torah, Bible, Quran mention no cartoon
Peace and understanding happen none to soon
When the overlords of religion loom
