This is me: Art, Music, Love, Life. I love entertaining, I love making music, I love making people happy.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Eagle Man and Eagle Woman Commercials
Eagle Man Commercial
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Eagle Man Commercial Sequel Eagle Woman
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Eagle Man Commercial Sequel Eagle Woman
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
The Organ - Love, Love, Love
See the people sitting over there
I want to kiss and touch them everywhere
Oh no, not because i really care
Oh god, no , no, i wouldn’t dare
Love, love
I’d really like a small part of it
Oh love
I cant believe the word love
He’s had love in damp alleys
In city hall, in city libraries
We smoked it underneath the playground
Slide
Why did i try ?
Oh love
We cry so very much about it
Oh love
Obsessing in the night about it
Oh love
I’d really like a small part of it
Oh love, love , love
Okay , that’s enough of that
Okay, okay now that’s enough of that
I’m getting very tired of the facts
I’m getting very tired of the fact that
I must be right
Oh, it must be right
That’s why i,m cold and alone again
That’s why i’m all on my own again
That’s why i’m throwing things around my
Home again
That’s why
I’m looking for love
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
The Do Too Insistent (Trentemoller Remix)
What's wrong with you
What is it you want
What's so special about me
I'm ordinary
And you're too insistent
You are too insistent
Don't you stop
An instant
I know not
Why won't you let me go
Why won't you let me go now
Just let me grow
I'm still a tiny toad
What's wrong it's been so long
Is it me you're after
Days and nights, and light-years
And still no disaster
You are so persistent
Oh we're so persistent
Should we act like people
Who say they have
Seen it all they're so
Indifferent, I know not
Why won't you let me know
Why won't you let me know now
People they want to know
I'm such a tiny toad
Why won't you let me know
Why won't you let me know now
They want to know
I'm still a tiny toad
Why won't you let me know
Why won't you let me know now
People they want to know
I'm such a tiny toad
Why won't you let me go
Why won't you let me know now
I'm such a tiny toad
Why won't you let me know now
Monday, August 6, 2012
Dino Spumoni - Smashed
Darling, you left my heart
In pieces on the floor
So tell me why shouldn't I
Break some things of yours?
I'll smash your lamp, the antique chair,
That stupid thing you always wear;
I'll smash a vase, the radio,
Those little teacups from Limoge;
Your wacky paintings on the walls;
Darling - POW - I'll smash 'em all;
Lover, it's just a game;
Cupid can take the blame;
I'll take the place apart,
But don't worry - I won't smash your heart!
speaking:
not me, maybe some other clown, but im not gonna smash your heart baby
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Alice Cooper - Wind-Up Toy
Voices come from down the hall
In my room all painted white
I have my bat and rubber ball
I like to sleep with them at night
But now I'm all smiles
the good little shots must be winning
Yes, they crank my dial
My motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinning
Daddy won't discuss me
What a state I must be
Mommy couldn't stand living with a wind-up toy
All my friends live on the fllor
Tiny legs and tiny eyes
They're free to crawl under the door
And, and someday soon so will I
But now I'm all smiles
These good little shots must be working
I'm so happy now
Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerking
Daddy won't discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy
Doctors want to check me
Poke me and dissect me
What do they expect?
Feelings froma wound-up toy?
I don't think so
I7m just a wound-up toy
I'm just a wind-up toy
I'm lost in a nightmare
Shiny white halls
Drawing rats on the wall
Solitary confinement
Chained in a cell
got my own private hell
Preacher crucifies me
Warden wants to fry me
I was never young
Never just a little boy
Daddy won't discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mama couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy
I'm just a wind-up toy
I'm a wind-up toy
I'm just a wind-up toy
I'm just a wind-up toy
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