My cover of Feeling Good.
My cover of Feeling Good.
I haven’t uploaded anything for a while, so here’s a short something I’m working on currently.
(Source: notalkingplz, via pitcard)
XIII was such a great game
Did I tell you that I completed it in my second year at Uni?
(Source: pitcard)
A simple song.
The more songs I finish, the harder and harder it becomes to create more.
So here’s a piece of crap with that in mind.
Stop me before I become generic.
Plinky-plonky,
Piddly-poo.
I just took a shit in your mouth,
Wahoo!
Diddly-daddly,
Shmiddly-dah.
I’ve killed your dad,
I ran him over in my car.
Tidy-didey,
Silly-and-smiley.
Let’s go for a dance
For a short while-y.
A sodden biscuit topped with breadcrumbs,
Circling an alley of small-printed thumbs.
Your paste is thin as the lips of a grin
From an Ogre made entirely of tin.
Antelope gallop across your face
And your eyes explode all over the place.
You think people care, well here’s a clue:
There’s no one on Earth who’ll be stuck to you like glue.
Oxbridge boys and flowery girls
Will dance about your corpse in twirls.
Your strangeness sews a new kind of name,
A name the same of whose so plain.
Struggle anon, your pace is slowed.
Suck my cock, your legs are bowed.
Tonight has been boring. So I present to you a boring venture into Hip-Hop.
Again, some EQ practice. I liked the motifs in this one, so I thought I’d throw it up here.
