Similar to a couple of other tunes this year, the How Many More? chorus idea has been floating around my addled head for a few years, but again, it wouldn't come to shore. But in promising my ideas that I never give up on them, I tried it again…

Let's get the fuk outta here.

Originally I had a Motown idea in mind, and I kept my stomping and clapping, but the song seemed to lend itself to a more spacey-synthey feel, so I ran with it. I also am hinting a tiny (very tiny) bit at Joe Jackson's band's backing vocal styles…

Sometimes That Feels Like Going Home Written by INTNL Love is a song that only angels have sung We try to harmonize but no one ever does We’ll just scream until we lose our voice And sometimes that feels like going home... Sometimes…

Love Is A Realization Ate alone at a dead gas station I don’t know my life Filled up while sitting naked I don’t wanna be right They all run when they hear the sirens Away like mice from lights When everything returns to silence Crawl…

Such A Bad Way Written By Fictional Name There’s some wine in the closet There’s some beer in the fridge Some people coming over You know how it is With all of the features And of the fraud Didn’t you miss me Breaking all sorts of laws…

Auto Machine Written By Fictional Name People there are machines Same thing everyday Slowly losing feeling Until they get paid But can't dare mention or question What is a living wage? And no emergency savings To get out of this…

Waiting is Living Written By Fictional Name Wandering out of innocence, they look at you and lick their lips. I'm drunk as hell with shivers in my spine. It could take awhile, feelings in aisles, forming lines for many miles. So, say things…