Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Praise the Lord

I got a big fat chunk of happiness
Praise the Lord
He's given me everything I ever desired
Praise the Lord
Now I got to go and wave my flag
The Lord's blessed me much, He's made me glad
Watch me rub it in your face
Praise the Lord

I'm safe and sound and heaven bound
Praise the Lord
I've got the privilege to ride
Praise the Lord
I'm going to scream and shout it out everywhere I
go
Here's to you
I told you so
Let's raise a toast to Him
Now, praise the Lord

He's done 'em mighty works by his hand
Praise the Lord
He's the rock on which I stand
Praise the Lord
He's got me on his mind all the time
My life's fashioned by his mighty hands
Don't you see the big badge pinned on me?
Come on and praise the Lord

He's given me envy in the sight of the jealous
Praise the Lord
He's put his stamp on me and I'm protected
Praise the Lord
When you look at me with those suspicious eyes, I
only say, "Glory to God on high"
All praise belongs to him
Praise the Lord

I gotta sing and shout that He covers me
Praise the Lord
I'm so blessed in my sweet rest, now
Praise the Lord
I'm gonna parade it 'round town so that everyone
will see how good indeed he is to me
I got my license to boast his name
Praise the Lord

The good life is mine all mine
Praise the Lord
I've earned it each single time
Praise the Lord
It's a privilege you can't touch and feel
You have to earn it, to see it for real
May you be inspired by my parade
Praise the Lord

Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Awwwwwww Song

Hey, what's on your mind?
Is everything, everything alright?
I got a funny, funny feeling when I thought about you this morning
I hope you're not having sleepless nights
Is everything OK?
How was your day?
Did you have your fun?
Are you glad with the day that's done?
Whatcha doin' now?
Wanna tell me all about it?
You know, I don't sleep without thinking about it at least once

I remember those days when you poured out all your blues to me
Oh, you're such an angel
What could the Universe possibly have against you?
Such a sweet, sweet child
Don't let your spirit die
You're the only one like you
You deserve the best, even if it's taken away from the rest
I surely absolutely must have to love you

You're simply beautiful when you're happy
The smile on your face and the joy in your heart can light up a thousand years
Can I swear to keep you happy and know you in all your times, good and bad with as many a thousand *hugs* as you need them
While I allay your fears and dry your tears, and I make sure all your blues are gone, I hope you see the signs, if not in my eyes, then in the story that makes this song

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Types Blues

I opened my mouth to speak what was on my mind
But nothing came out and dumbfounded as was I
I had the Types Blues
I had 'em all day long
When I woke up in the morning, I could sense them crawling up my wall

Now you know I hate to put words in anybody's mouth
But when something's just plain awesome, you just got to scream and shout
But I had the Types Blues
Them blues was dogging my day
I really don't know what else I could say

You got a types this and a types that
There's a types in everything
You just have to open your mind when you see the Types Blues crawling up your wall
Just gotta give in
There's no use being confused, after all

But you gotta be careful
t's not your M or V sign
You can't flash it wherever you choose
Beware of it's abuse
It's your extreme privilege, to have the Types Blues crawling up your wall
It ain't your key to cool
You're lucky to have them blues at all

It's not just a word you add after everything you say
It's something you really really really feel
You can always tell the real from the fake
You don't want to aggravate the Types Blues crawling up your wall
You may not get them back
They may not come back at all

You got a yo, what's up and a how's it going, very cool and I told you so
The next time I see a pretty woman, I think I know just what to
But if she doesn't know the Types Blues, she certainly isn't that cool

Friday, February 18, 2011

Heartspeak

What Every Good Boy Deserves is an interesting truth to FACE
As to whether Good Boys Deserve Fun Always, ACEG makes no case
Where to Start, Where to End
Oh what a manner to establish the Key Signature
The Clef - Bass , Treble, French, Baritone, Alto or Indefinite Pitch
The ones that make the most sense are Accidental to Itch
And the Lyrics that speak in phrasing that speaks them only True
Minims, Quavers, Semi-Breves & Breves, they do no justice to

I’ve been Staved and Barred
I was left Cleft and Dotted
Tried to Scale the Steps, but I got denoted
But Half Step or Full, I can perfectly stay in rhyme
With Octaves at hand, keeping myself in Time
I still got Rhythm and Beat intact
My Time Signatures many not rock, and that’s a fact
I know my #s & flats, so I guess I’m fine to start with
And insist on being absolutely Natural in my Heartspeak.

I used to think that I should just Rest
But my Soul will stop till it achieves its Conquest
In its Heartspeak, it must surely Indulge
Only then is the world worth a Plunge
I think going Da Capo should only be a matter of the soul
As many times as you must, till it makes you Whole
And Dal Segno is no command I’d like to follow
No Segno is gonna direct from where I must sing from
The same with Coda. It thinks it must show the way
Also the Fermata. I will elongate when there’s more to say
A Crescendo and a Decrescendo as well
They need to know their limits
I will sing with all my might

I’ve been Staved and Barred
I was left Cleft and Dotted
Tried to Scale the Steps, but I got denoted
But Half Step or Full, I can perfectly stay in rhyme
With Octaves at hand, keeping myself in Time
I still got Rhythm and Beat intact
My Time Signatures many not rock, and that’s a fact
I know my #s & flats, so I guess I’m fine to start with
And insist on being absolutely Natural in my Heartspeak.