Old Age is a bitch.....
As this game of truth, slowly fills up with lies
As the happy ever after gets more and more disguised
The inner truth will pull the mind closed tight
As we introduced ourselves to the end of the night
Somedays…
another for the RPM ....Live in the living room
I came to the city
A G D FsharpM A
I CAME TO THIS CITY
I WAS WANTING IT ALL
I CAME TO THIS CITY
TO HAVE MYSELF A BALL
I CAME TO THE CITY TO SHOW THEM HOW WELL THAT I COULD SING
I CAME…
another for the RPM ....Live in the living room
I came to the city
A G D FsharpM A
I CAME TO THIS CITY
I WAS WANTING IT ALL
I CAME TO THIS CITY
TO HAVE MYSELF A BALL
I CAME TO THE CITY TO SHOW THEM HOW WELL THAT I COULD SING
I CAME…
another for the RPM ....Live in the living room
I came to the city
A G D FsharpM A
I CAME TO THIS CITY
I WAS WANTING IT ALL
I CAME TO THIS CITY
TO HAVE MYSELF A BALL
I CAME TO THE CITY TO SHOW THEM HOW WELL THAT I COULD SING
I CAME…
A collab with Tod from the other side....Thanks Tod..... i'm responsible for the waffle & lead ....Thanks for listening
Drink the whiskey
The earth has burned nothing here will grow
It’s just a dust bowl and earth as hard as bone
There…
Old Age is a bitch.....
As this game of truth, slowly fills up with lies
As the happy ever after gets more and more disguised
The inner truth will pull the mind closed tight
As we introduced ourselves to the end of the night
Somedays…
Old Age is a bitch.....
As this game of truth, slowly fills up with lies
As the happy ever after gets more and more disguised
The inner truth will pull the mind closed tight
As we introduced ourselves to the end of the night
Somedays…
Old Age is a bitch.....
As this game of truth, slowly fills up with lies
As the happy ever after gets more and more disguised
The inner truth will pull the mind closed tight
As we introduced ourselves to the end of the night
Somedays…
Old Age is a bitch.....
As this game of truth, slowly fills up with lies
As the happy ever after gets more and more disguised
The inner truth will pull the mind closed tight
As we introduced ourselves to the end of the night
Somedays…
OH YEAH
SOON AS YOUR BORN YOUR MADE TO FEEL SMALL
THEY TAKE YOUR TIME INSTEAD OF GIVE YOU IT ALL
THE FRUSTRATION THE PAIN YOU FEEL
NO ONE SEES IT SO IT CAN’T BE REAL
THEY CONTROL YOU AT HOME AND AT SCHOOL
THEY SEND YOU CRAZY WITH SO…
OH YEAH
SOON AS YOUR BORN YOUR MADE TO FEEL SMALL
THEY TAKE YOUR TIME INSTEAD OF GIVE YOU IT ALL
THE FRUSTRATION THE PAIN YOU FEEL
NO ONE SEES IT SO IT CAN’T BE REAL
THEY CONTROL YOU AT HOME AND AT SCHOOL
THEY SEND YOU CRAZY WITH SO…
OH YEAH
SOON AS YOUR BORN YOUR MADE TO FEEL SMALL
THEY TAKE YOUR TIME INSTEAD OF GIVE YOU IT ALL
THE FRUSTRATION THE PAIN YOU FEEL
NO ONE SEES IT SO IT CAN’T BE REAL
THEY CONTROL YOU AT HOME AND AT SCHOOL
THEY SEND YOU CRAZY WITH SO…
OH YEAH
SOON AS YOUR BORN YOUR MADE TO FEEL SMALL
THEY TAKE YOUR TIME INSTEAD OF GIVE YOU IT ALL
THE FRUSTRATION THE PAIN YOU FEEL
NO ONE SEES IT SO IT CAN’T BE REAL
THEY CONTROL YOU AT HOME AND AT SCHOOL
THEY SEND YOU CRAZY WITH SO…
I went over to Reg's place the other day and he sort of scared me. He was out on his deck, pitching butts and spilling gin that he couldn't afford. He was a mess and had a crazed look in his eyes. I could tell he was ruminating again about…
With music written and performed by Soundsmith Kamachi.
It was the last day of RPM and he asked me to write a lullaby for a track called Cornucopia. Very much enjoyed how easily this one flowed. That's my mum, Bee Mathis, adding class to the…
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
This is where the dream of free flight lives.
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1) Announcement:
"Engineer M.S. Los invites willing to fly with him on August 18 on the planet Mars to appear for personal talks from 6 to 8 pm Zhdanovskaya Embankment, 11, in the yard…
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
Ilmenau Over All the Treetops is an adaptation of Ives’s setting of Goethe’s poem dated 1902. The accompaniment is a combination of bassoon, english theorbo and psaltery. This is a fortuitous tape recording from Reg's obscure neo-classical period…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
nice
freaking amazing
nice fuzzzzzz
i want some. brother got soul
nice garage punk feel. great words too.
Hey, yeah, this is sort of a collective thumbs up to your stuff from this year. Soundin' very good, keep it up, Reg!
Great song. Lots of emotion here. Your voice is so awesome!
great tune regs. ...perhaps you need a new city, say LA or closer to me in San Fran! Dont let the dirty bastards get you down! Cheers Brotha!
Great!!!
Wow . . . . That got my blood pumping! Replay ................................................
super dynomite
Great writing and vocals. I feel the madness and unsettledness in the scratchy guitar part.
so cheery and bright!
Great lyrics!!! We're all getting older that's sure. Another amazing song. Thanks for some inspiration to get writing again
No ‘bit’ of zep here at all. This is a full hot tamale of led zed. Period end. Delicious !!
Great tune
Great tune Reg. cheers!
very cool Merry Christmas mate
Great Song
Awesome lyrics!!! Great song here !
Comments made by thetworegs
Nicely done....
What is he building in there???????
Beautiful as always .....good to see back!!
Good one loving the Harp!
For all the plans of mice & men the best plans go array!!
Both of those hit the spot!..
Thank you!
He stooped and then began stirring the cauldron with his wand..............and the magic began
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and a lovely time was had by all....
Let the R's roll......
Norman Stanely Henwrench you have been brought before this court....
Excellent bit Regging!! Now pass it on the left hand side...you bloody hog!!
Whœœøōõòôöówēèêeę love the Whoweee's......
Till the next time....
Rocking Bob......
You can come over to my old address anytime ..........Hee! Hee! Hee!
Agreed!
Hee!! Hee!! Hee!!
Whoweeiscious stuff to get the Oooh yeah's going ......