Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

so i've started working on my album. it will be called "spite", mostly acoustic stuff but i've got a drummer too. i thought i'd run some of the song titles past the pax crowd.

Singer/Songwriters Suck - this will essentially be an indictment of my ex-wife and all the music she wrote while we were together. It's about how singer/songwriters always slag their spouses in their songs. also an indictment of myself cause i listen to lots of singer/songwriters and that's how my album is going to be.

You Hate Tom Waits (that's why i'm singing like this) - this song will be sung in the style of tom waits, it's about a girl i used to date and how could i be so stupid to date anyone that hates tom waits.

She pays the rent (on her back) - this one is about a girl who floats from guy to guy, lives with them, fucks them, has no job, can't cook, and can't clean.

What America really needs (is me) - this song is pretty much about how great i am, sometimes we break out of our depression and really do think we are decent good people, then reality sets in again.

Jesus is rooting for me - a bit of a silly song, that will be played on a child's piano. Basically about how much jesus loves me. i'm pretty sure he doesn't

I think I'll by a gun - this is about my starting to feel like a hard core gangster and thinking about taking the next step and buying a gun. also about how shitty it is that i'm alergic to heroin and how i'll never be a successful musician without smack

Little Girl - this song will be a love song about the only girl i've ever truly loved.

The only thing you left me (was a drinking problem) - I was with this girl for a couple months. she loved to drink during the day, now she's gone and i still drink during the day, pass out by 10pm and start over each day.

Senor Mexicali - i think it will be a country song.

Blondes with wierd eyes - this is about how i always seem to fall for skinny blonde girls with weird eyes.

Bipolar Manic depressives love me - the last like 7 girls i've dated or have been married to are all manic depressives. apparently i've got a terrible habit of attracting them and wanting to take care of them.

hidden track - The Pax Acidus Theme Song - I wrote this in Seattle at Mc's and Sloth's place, also sung in the style of tom waits it goes
Wine and cigarettes
Wine and cigarettes
smoking red wine
drinking filtered cigarettes and wine
Wine and cigarettes
Wine and cigarettes
smoking red wine
drinking filtered seattle and wine
and we're drinking with drunk friends
and we're smoking drunk friends
no wine, just drunk freinds
no cigarettes, just drunk friends
and i wish i was in france
and i wish i was in tangiers
wine stacked to the ceiling
and you'll find me at the end
of a cigarette.

i'll keep you all posted on the progress of this album.

This all sounds pretty darn good I must say. Especially like the paxacidus poem/lyric there.

i watched spinal tap today, to get me inspired...didn't really work and i wandered off to the bar where they toasted me and i got another date with the indian girl who was born in the same town as bhudda!

That story sounds like it should be one of the songs on the album!

got a new one i'm going to have to write. I was seeing this girl in cedarburg, i was supposed to see her last weekend but kept watching basketball, drinking and didn't want to make the half hour drive up there. she refused to drive down. she kept telling me to come up there and that she would fuck my brains out etc... finally esterday i go up there to help my friend move and we are in seperate cars. i figure i'll sleep at her house so i have my friend drop me off at her place and i leave my car at a bowling alley five hours away. when i get there her and her roomate are drinking coctails, the second i get there she orders this horrible brittany murphy movie on demad, after i expressed my non-desire to see it. so they start watching this movie and i'm not even looking at the tv. my friend had told me if i needed to be rescued to text him *4P. I do about a half hour in but i get no response. she proceeds to drink four drinks during the movie AND NEVER OFFERS ME ONE!!! this is just plain rude, so i get up and leave. I walk to a coffee shop get a hold of my friend who is already in Milwaukee, and believe there are no such things as taxis. so i walked the five miles to my car and drove home. I text her "u should have offered me a drink." She responds "Why." I tell her she's a lost cause and i go to bed. I wake up and she's text me "Fuck off."
Another great end to a relationship. I don't think i was wrong though. she was just plain rude and selfish, and had bad taste in movies. fuck my brains out or not, at least offer me a drink!

I'm not mad at you...

okay, I'm not mad at you either. Just indifferent. Just one of the songs is quasi about you but really it's just about that scene.

Yeah, I met up with some people in person that I'd met on the internet and they were having beers and I never got offered one the whole time. After an hour or two I just left. It's quite insulting, really.

i didn't think i was wrong on this one, further texting had her asking me, "What am I a waitress." I told she didn't get it and said "bye toni" she replied "bye dick head"

She pays the rent (on her back) - this one is about a girl who floats from guy to guy, lives with them, fucks them, has no job, can't cook, and can't clean.

That's my kind of girl. I'm kidding.

Good luck with that. Sounds very interesting.

i've nearly finished she pays the rent (on her back). problem is the guitar for the song is way prettier than she is.

Just finished writing the song, really bad ass minor riff over the verses, then into the majors for pre and chorus. Turned out a lot darker than I expected, and i never did touch on the allergic to heroin thing; and no, it's not about suicide. here are the lyrics.

(verse 1)
If I was you and you were me,
there's no telling where you'd be.
Cause I've been thinking about buying a gun,
cause no one likes what I've become.

(verse 2)
I shot up in bed, at a quarter past three,
sweat stained sheets paint anxiety.
My best friend know how I feel,
cause we're all caught up in the same deal.

(chorus)

Can't walk backwards
Can't see straight
I've got my gun
You've got you hate
only...

Somebody choked
somebody died
I get the end
cause somebody lied.

I get the gun
you get the heart
then we all just fall apart

You get the sun
I'll take the rain
but we all end up the same

(verse 3)
If I get lost will you look for me?
If I go down, it's silently.
Cause I've been thinking about buying a gun
and I've been talking to everyone.

(repeat chorus)

it's like 65 degrees in Milwaukee right now, sun and girls out and i just finished another song in like 30 minutes.
very delicate picking and I capo on the third but play in the key of C.

The Only Thing You Left Me With (was a drinking problem)

Sunlight
she wants to get a drink
Sunshine (winter)
and I begin to think
Oh no
She's leaving me
Pretty clothes
she hung on me.

The only thing you left me with
was a drinking problem

Sunrise
morning sex
sun is up
cigarettes
lottey
and new hair cuts
hangovers
and cigarette butts

The only thing you left me with
was a drinking problem
The only thing you left
was a drinking problem

Sundown
I'm still here
Night skies
she disappeared
sorting it out
me and her
glass treasures
left at her door

The only thing you left me with
was a drinking problem
The only thing you left
was a drinking problem
the only thing you have
is a drinking problem
the best things you've had
you've gone and left them
the only thing you've got girl
is a drinking problem.

"If I get lost will you look for me?
If I go down, it's silently.
Cause I've been thinking about buying a gun
and I've been talking to everyone."

I like that part the best.

Saturday Night, I cancelled all my plans, got a bottle of wine and decided to write some songs. 4 hours later, I've come up with 4.

What America Needs (Is a little more of me)

made it less about me and it's just a slam on America, really intense driveing guitar (think Richie Havens)

I know you've got your moralistic god
and I know you've you right wing agenda
I know you've got, lots of money
but what you're lacking is genorosity
What America Needs ! ! !
is a little more of me.

I know you'll say "Well he's just broke."
Tell you what, I don't give a shit
I know you'll say he's an underachiever
And you will tell me I should get a degree
but what America Needs ! ! !
is a little more of me.

You say that these colors don't run
Well maybe that's becasue of your weight problem
You say United We Stand
but you won't help your brother man

I know you've got gas to spill
I know you've got silent racism
and I know you got to "hate dem gays."
But what you're lacking is creativity
what the America Needs ! ! !
is a little more of me.

(that last bit repeats for awhile...

Resin Girl

(this is a new one, i'll probably drop "Jesus is rooting for me." this is a very playful song with a chanting "everyone in the bar and their mother chorus"

She's a little resin girl
always scraping
Paper clips and bobby pins
little tools she's making
Sticky fingers
and dirty blonde hair
resin girl
doesn't care
doesn't think about next week
it's just weed that she seeks

(Chorus)

What are you gonna do
whe that pipe is clean?
What will you do
for the next bag of green
don't ask me
I don't smoke
just alcohol and a
bit of coke
(spoken) scrape it girl
(then while holding a G chord I scrape up and down the lower strings, it gets the tonality of the turnaround chord while creating a finger nails on chalkboard sound)

V2
Resin Girl's watching court T.V.
In the afternoon, it's a quarter to three
doesn't wanna work, doesn't wanna try
Just wants to sit around and get high

(Chorus)

(Bridge Goes)
oooo, oooeee
let's get high
oooo, oooeee
she says, "let's get high"

Resin girl keeps her body thin
on a steady diet of resin
It's what she uses to get her bag
Money

I'll have to finish this later, my mates called me out for a drink. big party i guess...