
Here's a commission (yes I'm open for those as always)
It's a song written by
stridentweasel
He wanted me to take his chords and words and do it in my style. All covered in guitars and drums and vocal harmonies. It was really cool to do and I hope you guys like it.
Composed by
stridentweasel
Performed and arranged by: me
Lyrics:
Repetition windows.
I have lots of spaces.
Go outside and stay inside
Simultaneously.
Deep in forest feelings,
I am out of season.
And in this myth, new existence,
So don't get old and ugly.
Poison for the children.
Everything is okay.
Do the right thing; do the upchuck.
If you change opinions,
Be sure to change the curtains.
And if it's dead, sell it quickly
'Cause no one wants a reject.
High in clouds of conscience,
Knock another one down.
And go have fun because you're dying.
I think I tried, but I'm not sure.
Poison for your mother.
Everything is all right.
Do what you want; do the upchuck.
Air-conditioned raging,
Righteously deceiving.
Cool machines passing through,
Like rabbits on a crusade.
The escalator's shut off,
And half the floor is blocked off.
And if I'm home, I am nowhere.
I like the smell of plastic.
Poison for the home team.
Everything is so good.
Do nothing, and do the upchuck.
Do one thing, and do the upchuck.
Raze your face, and do the upchuck.
Here's the original:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4260448
It's a song written by

He wanted me to take his chords and words and do it in my style. All covered in guitars and drums and vocal harmonies. It was really cool to do and I hope you guys like it.
Composed by

Performed and arranged by: me
Lyrics:
Repetition windows.
I have lots of spaces.
Go outside and stay inside
Simultaneously.
Deep in forest feelings,
I am out of season.
And in this myth, new existence,
So don't get old and ugly.
Poison for the children.
Everything is okay.
Do the right thing; do the upchuck.
If you change opinions,
Be sure to change the curtains.
And if it's dead, sell it quickly
'Cause no one wants a reject.
High in clouds of conscience,
Knock another one down.
And go have fun because you're dying.
I think I tried, but I'm not sure.
Poison for your mother.
Everything is all right.
Do what you want; do the upchuck.
Air-conditioned raging,
Righteously deceiving.
Cool machines passing through,
Like rabbits on a crusade.
The escalator's shut off,
And half the floor is blocked off.
And if I'm home, I am nowhere.
I like the smell of plastic.
Poison for the home team.
Everything is so good.
Do nothing, and do the upchuck.
Do one thing, and do the upchuck.
Raze your face, and do the upchuck.
Here's the original:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4260448
Category Music / Rock
Species Coyote
Size 120 x 89px
File Size 8.36 MB
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