JAYTEAL
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JAYTEAL
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I am a self-taught artist who loves to experiment with different mediums of song creation. I started jotting down ideas and lyrics on anything that could write and be written on. Scratched in steel, scraped on cement, carved in wood, you name it. Of course I'd have to transfer it to paper or a piece of cardboard, as long as I could take it home to remaster later. The thing is, you have to get that idea into a work piece that can be crafted or used as an add on ingredient for another project. Like every song writing musician, I have a collection of unworthy crap laying in a box my wife wants to throw in the trash. That old saying "one's trash is another's treasure".
AI music, is it taboo or real musical genius? It just sounds lazy. It falls in the same category as lip-syncing, cheating and collecting welfare when you're 100% able to work a job, but want everyone else to pay your way, I was on welfare as a kid, so I can talk about it all I want, oh, and deadbeat parenting, etc. I stepped aside from my pride for a moment to experiment with it, then I realized what I could do with it. Aside from the art of music, making people laugh was always fun, I can write some ridiculous lyrics, not worthy of my time to put music to, and not think twice about having to perform them. The downfall of it was, AI is a crafty devil. It assembled some pretty awesome riffs & time signatures of such complexities that seem impossible, let alone the tuning methods that it used. So I guess what I'm saying is, it's sort of inspiring.....
I know right, big silence after that statement. The enemy has talent.
Below are the songs featured on this website, what inspired them and the lyrics. The history of their originality.

While working in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil there was a beautiful thought of how it might be. The people for most part, were just as that thought was, but like everywhere you'll have those arrogant ones. This was during the "X / Twitter" ban, so the government was taking a toll on the people there in a sense of freedom of speech, and other liberties. There was a rotten stigma on what we were being forced to do because it's their law, and what we seen city wide, as far as trash disposal is concerned. We are obligated to follow their laws, that's what Americans do in foreign countries, because we know any other country's prison besides America's will be like living hell, and we don't want to test the waters on that. Then there were the rumors of the girls and Cachaça. Cachaça made in bathtubs, prostitutes liquoring you up to steal a kidney or a piece of your liver, just rumors right??? Ha ha, lol,, it turns out the bathtub Cachaça was real... So here we are with it.
This was my first set of lyrics specifically written for AI to use it's magical song creating abilities, and come up with a raunchy sounding track. The funy part of it is when AI pronounces words wrong and /or just as it's spelled. For example "Brüits" by using the "ü" instead of just "u" it changed the way AI interpreted the word. I used the "ü" for a visual effect while accompanied with "Caçhaça" a Portuguese word, but seemed to have a ring to it verbally, so I left it be.
For your ear hole pleasure, here it is.
[Intro]
Prostitutes & Cachaça Bruits
Caustic Preaching rage!
Hey,,,
Hey, hey, hey,,,
Hey,,,
Hey, hey, hey,,
Yeah!
[Verse]
Well let me tell ya something's going on
Everything is wrong,
Cachaça sippin',
Füquary mother fuckers,
Who like the sing-a-longs,
If it's an 80's style,
Heavy fuckin' metal,
Moshin', kickass song
Yeah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
Hey!
[Pre-Chorus]
Anti-free speech,
Cachaça sun screen,
Overflowing rage,
[Lead Guitar Riff]
We Got the run down,
Got the beat down,
Got the masochistic rage,
[Chorus 1]
Prostitutes, and Cachaça bruits,
Caustic preaching rage!
They keep it goin',
To keep shots flowin'
By a sewage trash filled bay,
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Gotta keep it goin', gotta keep the shots flowin',
By a smelly shit filled bay, Yeah! Yeah!
[Guitar Solo 1]
[Verse 2]
She's keeping her people,
Walking on eggshells, broke and under paid,
By their idiocratic,
Sociopathic, communist government,
IBama says this,
IBama says that,
Arrogantly proud,
A trash filled river & a smelly ass bay,
Like a sewage retention pond,
[Pre-Chorus]
Anti-free speech,
Cachaça sun screen,
Overflowing rage,
We Got the run down,
Got the beat down,
Got the masochistic rage,
[Lead Guitar & Bass Guitar Riff]
[Chorus 1]
Prostitutes, and Cachaça bruits,
Caustic priests & rage,
They keep it goin',
To keep shots flowin'
By a putrid trash filled bay,
Gonna get high, gonna get drunk,
Gonna get fucked, gonna get cottonmouth,
Yeah!
Where the fish are nasty & Cachaça sassy tasty fuckin' sweet
[Guitar solo 2]
Paid for by the Government!
Flexing its mighty arms over the poor...
[Guitar solo 3]
[Pre-Chorus]
Anti-free speech,
Cachaça sun screen,
Overflowing rage,
We Got the run down,
Got the beat down,
Got the masochistic rage,
[Chorus 2]
Prostitutes, and Cachaça bruits,
Caustic toxic waste!
They keep it goin',
To keep shots flowin'
By a sewage trash filled bay,
[Progressive Time Shift from Bass Guitar to Lead Guitar into a musical interlude]
Yeah,,,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,,,
Yeah,,,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah,,,,!

My second AI song writen, is about working in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. Some of the food was horrible. Meat was gamey, chewy, and questionable of what it really was.
[Verse 1]
Feed us, Feed us
No not fetus
Feed us super chewy
Under cooked meat
[Verse 2]
Don't want tough chicken
Don't want no goat
No tasteless tofu
No lab grown meat
[PreChorus]
I'll tell you what I do like
No it's not tripe!
[Chorus]
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
[Verse 3]
I like the way you smile at me
Your bleedin' gums
With danglin' chum between your teeth
[Verse 4]
It tells the story of where you've been
Where ever you're goin' I hope
Floss is your friend
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But you know it's all right
Because you got me all night
[Chorus]
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
[Guitar solo 1]
But you know it's all right
Because you got me all night
I'll tell you what I do like
It's pink & deep inside
[Guitar solo 2]
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Romper,,, Chomper,,,
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom

With a title "Winfields Wallet" there could be a misunderstanding. For starters, in the movie, he's a Bad Mother Fucker, that is it. The other misunderstanding things are prison wallet, or Yolanda's role, I'mma stop you right there because it's a no that's it just no... So the bad mother fuckers in this set of lyrics are Port Fourchon Mosquitoes. Yes these things are vicious, you spray them directly with wing melting poison and they fly through it, land on you, bite you, then you smack-em, they continue to eat you. If you don't hear their bones break or crunch, you didn't kill or hurt them. If those mosquitoes were the size of people, we'd be in real trouble. I'm pretty sure I battled 3 generations of mosquito families, with that here are 3 takes on it. Here's the original lyric layout, the edited versions follow.
Winfields Wallet Presents:
Mofo's Madness
Son Of Mofo
Bad Mofo JR
[Verse 1]
Peering through the madness,
Conjuring inside,
Expressions of a melee,
Sets a mood right for the night
[Guitar solo 1]
[Verse 2]
As I journey into sleep,
On thy blood they shall feed,
Is their enemy pain, while they live day to day,
‘til their cycle of life is complete
[Guitar solo 2]
[Chorus]
On my way to a new adventure!
On my way yeah!
While they feed!
On my way to a!
New adventure!
On my way yeah!
Then I feed!
[piano solo]
[verse 3]
Proceeding forth, to their intentions,
Chaos in the raw,
If not for symmetry, a natural aver,
In complete disarray ‘til in fault,
[Guitar solo]
A sacred turmoil past at rest, The absolute for all,
Will only follow, What proceeds this,
Effortless!
Turbulent!
Dominant!
Confident Uproar!
Uproar!
Uproar!
Uproar!
[Guitar solo]
All this!
Is Effortless!
Is Sacredness!
Is Emptiness!
Is futureless! Is futureless! It’s futureless!
Is it Futureless?
Version 2: Son Of Mofo & Bad Mofo Jr.
Yes Lyrically no different because they all bite the same...
[Drums Introduction]
[Verse 1]
Peering through the madness,
Conjuring inside,
Expressions of a melee,
Sets a mood right for the night
[Guitar solo 1]
[Verse 2]
As I journey into sleep,
On thy blood they shall feed,
Is their enemy pain,
while they live day to day,
‘til their cycle of life is complete
[Bass solo]
As I journey into sleep,
On thy blood they shall feed,
Is their enemy pain,
while they live day to day,
‘til their cycle of life is complete
[Guitar solo 2]
[Chorus 1]
On my way to a new adventure!
On my way yeah!
While they feed!
On my way to a new adventure!
On my way yeah!
Then I feed!
[Piano solo 1]
[verse 3]
Proceeding forth,
To their intentions,
Chaos in the raw,
If not for symmetry,
A natural aver,
In complete disarray ‘til in fault,
[Guitar solo 3]
A sacred turmoil past at rest,
The absolute for all,
Will only follow,
What proceeds this,
Effortless!
Turbulent!
Dominant!
Confident Up roar!
Up roar!!!!.. Up roar!!!,,,
Up roar!!
[Guitar & Bass solo]
All this!
Is Effortless!
Is Sacredness!
Is Emptiness!
Is futureless!
Is futureless!
It’s futureless!!
Is it Futureless???!!!...

One of my trips, coming home from a hitch in Brazil, waiting patiently for the delayed flight to start boarding at Rio's airport. There was this family with about 4 to 6 kids ages 2 to 13 running around crazy getting in everyone's personal space and touching people's luggage, just all bad. I get home my wife and I go to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum and more kids running a muck no fucks to give. Where the hell are the parents, these kids have zero clue of this place. So we made stickers in the Garage Band floor.
The Dinks stay back 50ft
[Verse 1]
All grown up now
All on my own alone
No daddy to lean on
No mommy to cry to
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cry to
Cry to oooooooh, ah...
[Chorus 1]
Your kids are out of control
Running around and screeming so loud
No it's not cute or adorably found
Execute some discipline
For public tolerance
[Verse 2]
We have no kids
Better stay back 30 feet
I see you have two 2 years old
Better make it fifty feet
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Fifty feet
How about go out sixty feet, ah...
[Chorus 2]
Your kids are out of control
Running around and screeming so loud
No it's not cute or adorably found
Execute some discipline
Execute discipline
For public tolerance
[Guitar Solo]
[Musical interlude]
[Verse 3]
Oh my, what now
You can't be serious
For the love of man & god
Please stop this madness now
[Pre-Chorus 3]
This madness
It's insane and out of control, ah...
[Chorus 3]
Your kids are out of control
Running around and screeming so loud
No it's not cute or adorably found
Execute some discipline
Execute discipline
For public tolerance

These lyrics were writen for this website, specifically to entertain you while making your way through the digital maze, ya gotta stop to enjoy the little things. Just FYI you can use your back button if you clicked the wrong tab, it kinda helps, a little...
[Thunderous Exploding Introduction]
Little things!
Yeah!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse 1]
The Little things,
Its a button I like to press,
Other scenes,
Of a memory once suppressed,
Everything,
Yields boredom to a certain extent,
Once ambitious,
But I'm feeling just a little depressed!!
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I fight my demons,
Then I turn around and fight'em again
A life of dream-en,
Sometimes life is better when I pretend!
[Chorus 1]
Press the Little things button
When you're feeling low and want to pretend,
Press the Little things button
When you're drink-en looking for a good friend,
I press the little things button
When I wanna live it up till the end!!
I press the Little things button,,,,
Yeah!!!!
[Verse 2]
Puzzles in the back of my mind,
Not a big fan but its there so I'll try,
Some how I landed here,
In a digital world,
With cola and beer,
Yeah it seems kinda weird, but I'm here,
Boredom keeps the mind wondering 'round...
[Guitar solo]
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I fight my demons,
Then I turn around and fight'em again
A life of dream-en,
Sometimes life is better when I pretend!
[Chorus 2]
Press the Little things button
When you're feeling low and you wanna pretend,
Press the Little things button
When you're drink-en looking for a good friend,
I press the little things button
When I wanna live it up till the end!!
I press the Little things button,,,,
Yeah!!!!
[Verse 3]
I can't believe I wrote this stupid song,
And you're a real wit
If you find yourself singing along,
I hope you understand this ain't real
I may have wrote the words
For A I to sing the verse
Did you really stick it out for this long
Press the back button!!
[Pre-Chorus 3]
I fight my demons,
Then I turn around and fight'em again
A life of dream-en,
Sometimes life is better when I pretend!
[Chorus 3]
Press the Little things button
When you're feeling low and want to pretend,
Press the Little things button
When you're drink-en looking for a good friend,
I press the little things button
When I wanna live it up till the end!!
I press the Little things button,,,,
Yeah!!!!

This was totally Halloween. I was trying to get a track of creepy stuff to play during trick or treating, and AI said, hell no it's gonna be a song.
[Musical Introduction]
[Verse 1]
Yell,,,,!
Screem,,,,!
Help,,,,!
Run for your life!
The boogie man seeking you,
Sneaking through the night....
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Grrrlenchsnapshnift-hisss
Bone crunching shrills,
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,
Aahh!
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,
Aaahh!
[Chorus 1]
Screaming in pain,
I see your fear in the scent of a blood riddled fast,
Dripping down to the floor,
Your drowning pain of torturous meddling past,
Aaaaaaahh!
[Scary music interlude]
[Verse 2]
Screaming, screeching, carnivorous evil,
Crunching, grinding, spastic brain leaches,
Folklore haunting, a bloated vein breaches
Hunger of the dead, reaping souls from the living, While monsters and bodies hide under your bed,,, aaaaaahhhh!!!
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Snarling beasts devour flesh from a corpse
Drinks dripping blood from your wounds,
Crunch crunch,
Yum yum,
Thick dripping blood from your bones
[Chorus 2]
Screaming in pain,
I see your fear in the scent of a blood riddled fast,
Dripping down to the floor,
You're drowning pain of torturous meddling past,
Aaaaaaahh!
[Evil Scary music interlude]
[Chorus 3]
I see your fear in the scent of a blood riddled fast,
Screaming in torture!
You're drowning in pain of torturous meddling past,
Dripping to the floor...
[Scary musical interlude]

I totally get it, clicking links that loop around to a seemingly go nowhere website can take its toll, even for y'all who are so bored you found yourself here, that's why I entertain you with music and crazy lyrics, but really, there are puzzles to solve so go solve 'em.
[Drums introduction]
I'm so bored,,,
Yeah Yeah!!!!!
[Guitar introduction]
[Verse 1]
All this false encouragement,
I don't know what to do,
Do you have a honey do list,
Or is it just a list for you,
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Mid- day freezing rain, I don't feel like doing chores
Winter time sleet 7 days a week,
Sit-'n 'round drunk and bored
[Chorus 1]
Sitting around bored
Clicking on shit
Navigating Jayteal's website
Wondering what to do!!!!!
[
[Lead Guitar Riff]
[Verse 2]
Limitless ocean of originality
Inspiring notions to keep you entertained
Like some kick ass music from an AI band
Lyrically it's crazy, really not so bad
Tailored just to do what exactly its for
It doesn't really matter 'cause you're so damn bored
[Guitar solo]
[Pre-Chorus 2]
No matter if it's summer or freezing rain
A life without excitement is pretty lame
I clicked on this link 'cause I am bored
I'm sit-'n 'round feel-in bored
Chorus 2]
I found myself
Clicking on shit
On Jayteal labyrinth website!!
Nothing much else to do!!!!

You can't make an omlet without breaking a few eggs, well an omlet of 20 dozen is a bit extreme, but so is eating ⅓ your weight 3 times a day. Self control, smaller plates, and a will to succeed is how you're gonna win that battle. We all fight the battle of the bulge eventually, or maybe its reversed for you...
[Thrashing Metal Introduction]
[Verse 1]
Fat and dirty,
selfish and lazy,
ooh yeah
The concept of work,
employees from slavery,
ooh yeah!
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I am your master, I am your god,
I am your kingdom, I am your law!
[Chorus 1]
Praise me!
Praise me!
Praise me!
Praise me!
[Verse 2]
Pining away,
For my ultimate platter,
ooh yeah,
Tuna steak, salmon,
Asparagus and rice,
ooh yeah!
[Pre-Chorus 2]
All for me and my, pallet to savor,
While all the rest of you starve and die!!!
[Guitar solo]
[Slow grunge interlude]
[Chorus 2]
Starve!
Die!
Starve!
Die!
Starve!
Die!
Starve!
Die!

My wife is a genius, she insists I use the band title:
INCREDIBLE ASSHOLES
So I had to write some lyrics, to say the least, she's usually right, these are some fantastic lyrics I gotta admit, she's such an inspiration...
[Short Quick Musical Introduction]
Incredible assholes!!!!
Yeah!!!!!! Aaahh!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse 1]
You found yourself,
Here on this page,
With certainty about you,
Written all over your face,
Head strong and wise,
Your persona seems to shine,
Like a golden glowing halo of God's grace,
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You said it right,
You say it wise,
I am your chosen one adorned by all of heaven's light!
[Chorus 1]
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
[Verse 2]
Confidently exceptional,
I retort a lesser man,
Immense talents emanate,
Sweating from my gland,
My glee is cutting edge,
Induce a flood to desert sand,
I fill the world with envy of my taste,
Aaahh, Aaaahh, Aaaaahhh!
[Guitar solo 1]
[Pre-Chorus 2]
You said it right,
You say it wise,
I am your chosen one adorned by all of heaven's light!
[Chorus 2]
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
[Guitar solo 2]
[Pre-Chorus 3]
You said it right,
You say it wise,
I am your chosen one adorned by all of heaven's light!
[Chorus 3]
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light
Aah, aah, aaahh, aaahhh I am your light

Again, my genius lyrics sprinkled across my wife's band name, she is the biggest, most enormous, super duper awe inspiring, lovey dovey person I,,, wait, where is this going...
[Title Introduction with female vocals]
You are there biggest hole
[Male vocals]
Yeah!!!!..... Yeah!!!....
[Verse 1 male vocals]
They say I'm the biggest one of all
Nothing beats my enormity
I excell far beyond the normal
There's no comparison to me
Adorned by all with their gratitude
A quality of essence that's huge
Even mountains would be jealous
I'd be a world to them.... yeah yeah!
I'm so big....
[Pre-Chorus 1 male vocals]
I am the fantasy
I am the dream
I'm so emence
Blackholes pulls to me
A luminosity
So extreme
The Sun would merely,,,,
Be,,,, to me,,,,
[Chorus 1 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,.... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 1]
You are the biggest one
A firefly....
[Chorus 1 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 1]
You are the biggest one
A firefly.....
[Female backing vocals chorus 1]
You are the biggest one...
[Verse 2 male vocals]
If I was an insect
Nothing else could exist
You should be very grateful of this
There's nothing greater
Just ask my wife
She always says I'm such a delight
If clouds were me the sun could never shine through
Unless it was my light shining through
Yeah!!! Yeah!!!
I'm so big!!!!....
[Guitar solo]
[Pre-Chorus 2 male vocals]
I am the fantasy
I am the dream
I'm so emence
Blackholes pulls to me
A luminosity
So extreme
The Sun would merely,,,,
Be,,,, to me,,,,
[Chorus 2 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,.... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 2]
You are the biggest one
A firefly....
[Chorus 2 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 2]
You are the biggest one
A firefly.....
[Female backing vocals chorus 2]
You are the biggest one...
[Verse 3 male vocals]
I'm so revered for all my wonder
Imagination and reality crumbles
If I was a whirlpool in the ocean
There wouldn't be an ocean
If I was a sinkhole in your city
You wouldn't have a city
I'd be the biggest hole,,,, of all,,,,
I am the biggest hole!
Yeah!!! Yeah!!!
I'm like a gift to everyone
Society's number one
And if were a number two
Then number one
Would be nonexistent....
[Musical interlude]
[Pre-Chorus 3 male vocals]
I am the fantasy
I am the dream
I'm so emence
Blackholes pulls to me
A luminosity
So extreme
The Sun would merely,,,,
Be,,,, to me,,,,
[Chorus 3 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,.... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 3]
You are the biggest one
A firefly....
[Chorus 3 male vocals part]
A fire,,, fly!!!,,,... Yeah!
A firefly,,,,
[Female backing vocals part overlapping chorus 3]
You are the biggest one
A firefly.....
[Female backing vocals chorus 1]
You are the biggest asshole...
Such an ass,,,, hole,,,,...
[Male vocals]
Wait, wait a minute,,,, what???
[End]

When I started my basic training as a Merchant Mariner I continued to write lyrics. Once a musician always a musician. To be honest I really didn't think I was going to make it working offshore. I failed the firefighting writen exam the first go at it, then got through. During all the training I got sick, just a sinus infection allergy cold at the provided housing. It was like a Romanian prison camp setting, I went and got a hotel. Finally got on a ship for a week or so, threw up so many times I thought for sure I was done. Well 17yrs later I'm still at it. Yes I made it, I'm an Engineering Officer now.
[Verse]
First I stayed at housing,
Got sick and had to find a motel,
Went north 20 min. or so,
Not far from hell,
[Pre-Chorus]
A 10 night stay at the Lockport Motel
Took me in for 6 6 6
Not far from hell
[Chorus]
A 10 night stay at the Lockport Motel
Six hundred and sixty-six
A 10 night stay at the Lockport Motel
Six hundred and sixty-six
Not far from hell,,,,,, yeah!
[Guitar solo]
I ~~~~ know
This timely moment wont last forever
I’ll make the best out of what I can
I’ll find a way
When we’re not together
To make you smile
When you’re feeling sad
Yeah I’ll miss your laughing
And you know I’ll miss your anger
I will miss your everything
[Guitar solo]
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t worry baby, I’ll be home soon
28 ‘til I see you
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus]
All the jelly fish, and all the hungry birds
Then there’s the sea-rays, and all the flying fish
All the seas creatures keep me smiling thro~~~ugh
This twenty-eight-day hitch
I’ll be home soon
I’ll be home soon
[Guitar solo]
I’ll be home soon
I’ll be home soon!

This composition was arranged in memorandum of fallen inspirational artists who's transcendence was so profound a premonition of their passing concluded prior to their ascendancy.
Notes of composing dynamics:
BPM= 130, Track Length 7:18, fast unique off beat 5/8 time signature tempo, 3d-sound, Follow Ques, Aeolian scale key note of A, 3rd note D of the Ionian scale as rooted, clean guitar 1 with slight digital delay and reverb, rhythm & harmonizing guitar 2 with crunchy full range distortion from a high output double humbucker bridge position pickup, harmonizing guitar 3 as lead from a smooth neck position pickup with crunchy distortion, sound for hard rock rhythms and heavy metal leads, fast choppy low double bass kick drums with crisp & splashy hi-hats, punching roto & low floor tom drums, 13" x 13" deep snare drum, 14" china crash symbol, 18" ride symbol, 16" bright crash symbol, chimes & cowbell, crushing thumping low 20Hz to high 100Hz popping fat fast bass lines, minimally synthesized & clean keyboard, male power ballad full range aggressive vocals, soothing female duet vocals, heavy metal, aggressive progressive exotic symphony, hardcore thrash metal jazz, with flute, & violin.
Ques & Lyrics:
[Que Musical Introduction]
[Que Introduction Verse soft Female vocals]
Soothing sounds of rhythm
Harmonize within my soul
In my soul,,,…
May the inspiration
Be divine and cast out woe
Cast out woe,,,…
From the epoch of human life
The harmony of time and wisdom
A melody with hope to aspire
Another reason behind its’ existence
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
[Que Musical Interlude double-time feel]
[Que Male vocals standard time feel Main Verse 1]
A day in time one night to be told,
A group of friends unite on there own,
A clear night with no fear of the future,
Nor regret of the past
Among the mind of a man unseen,
Demons conflict with a warning to heed, They come around in there own way,
With pride and certainty
[Que Duet male & female vocals standard time feel Chorus 1]
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
There’s nothing you can do,
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
There’s nothing you can do,
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
There’s nothing you can do,
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
[Que Male & female vocals alternate double-time feel Main Verse 2]
With hatred in your mind,
Aggravation binds you,
Channeling your sanity so savagely
You never ever fucking listen,
Don’t tell me what to do,
I never was a patriot at following their rules
[Que Harmonizing double time feel 16 measure melody with guitar 2, guitar 3, violin & smooth flute]
[Que Male vocals only Main Verse 3 double-time feel]
I’ve seen the blackened walls enfold me,
When I played the fool,
Living in a stuck up fucked up inept world
Now I find, the traffic lights,
Are laughing in my face,
Laughing ‘cause they’re always telling me what to do
[Que fast guitar solo with punching low 20Hz tone bass riff]
[Que Male & female vocals alternate Chorus 2 double-time feel]
There’s nothing you can do,
There’s nothing you can do,
There’s nothing you can do,
There's nothing you can do,
My hands are tied,,,…
[Que triple -time feel Musical interlude & Guitar solo]
[Que Half-time feel female vocals Final Verse]
Oh sounds of rhythm,
In my soul,
In my soul,,
May your inspiration,
Cast out woe,
Cast out woe,,
Soaring high and shining bright,
Living time and playing life,
Silent guilt of a premonition,
Inspiring hope for you to listen
[Que Male & female vocals alternate Chorus 3 double-time feel]
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
There’s nothing you can do,
The Phantom knows you're out there,
Oo,, oo,, oo,, oo,,
There’s nothing you can do,
The Phantom knows you're out there,
No, ooh,, ooh,, ooh,, On the contrary
You can do anything, you put your mind to,
Yeah, ooh,, ooh,, ooh,, On the contrary
You can do anything, you put your mind to...