you were just a christmas tree i was just a black covered home on a winter's night from the sky i was just the coyote trailin' a tear wishin a fear pullin the leaves off and leavin the stem we just made up our own little game it left…

{Verse 1} He’s a drowning man; he belongs to me. And I know I should help any way that I can. But I’m afraid that he’s gonna drown me. Always my Brother’s Keeper, tied by rope; it connects us. I’m his last hope and protection. But if I don't…

{Verse 1} I knew this moment would come, I'd start getting closer, I'd start feeling numb. I look in your face and forget what I'm lying about. It's the story that everyone knows by heart, When I open the door - baby - that's when it starts…

{Verse 1} Did you think it’d be a fairy tale that if we run off together like a Prince and Ariel; Take our time, get to know each other better… Man, I guess you can never tell So I hate to be the one when you’re looking at me and you think that…

{Verse 1} Last year I made a million, the tax man asked me, "Where did it go, y'know?" Last year I spent a billion... Everyone asks me, "what can I show? I'd tell you if I could, there's no other problem; Well, really it's me. Not much that…

Lovingly crafted by two Canadians in a basement with a $200 budget.

I apparently have found myself as band leader of a group called Gypsy Rose, which is about to tour. I am trying to pull together a group of musicians to do stuff on very short notice. The plan is by February to record videos for five covers, one…

Rejoicing at the approach of the sublime,ever circling,indescribable,astral bodies.....

This was made as a joke and to prove a point about "dubstep" since I noticed a lot of the producers started emulating the same few sounds instead of creating new exciting ones I always wondered what it would sound like to cut them all up and…

HELL SONG Words and Music © 2006 by H. Dean Berry Woke up, don't believe it Oh no, can't be true. Fire, burning, screaming Is that You? Didn't take it very seriously, Thought I could do whatever made me happy I lied and stole and…

GI Words and Music © 2006 H. Dean Berry Shot a woman just the other day Seemed like a threat to me. Holding a baby, coulda been a bomb Another casualty. I’m not responsible for what I do And Uncle Satan’s gonna see me through. I’m going…