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| 4/19/26 | ![]() Stupid (reprise)✨ | stupidityhumor+1 | — | — | — | stupidhumor+3 | — | 0m 45s | |
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Virtual Scrolls | The Virtual Scrolls You can’t close your account when you’re dead But the virtual scrolls hold the things that you said They remind me of that party that we went to years ago And I’m struck by the sorrow of letting you go Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do ahhh Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do dum dum dum Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do ahhh Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doo Journals you wrote that no one can close Locked up with passwords that nobody knows Collections and libraries The trinkets you saved Proudly displayed Yet all locked away. Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba ahhh Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba dum dum dum Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa The things that one writes might not go away Stored in kilobytes all the things that you played The virtual scrolls hold the things that you said Cause you can’t close your account when you’re dead | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Icarus | Icarus | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() All Zombies Go To Heaven | All Zombies Go To Heaven I got clouds in my head and I’m feeling kinda dizzy My eyes kinda hurt and my hair is all frizzy This jacket smells bad and I stepped in something squishy I’m feeling kinda hungry so I gotta get busy Walking to the beat and everything is gritty Boarded up houses but the gardens look pretty Get with the crew and we start to get giddy We’re drawn down the street by the promise of the city I may fall today But I don’t need no confession It doesn’t hurt to pray But I’ve still got my depression Searching for some brains It’s kinda my obsession I think it’s safe to say All zombies go to heaven You can see the meat hanging out to dry They think they’re safe and believe that lie But behind their walls they start to cry They see us coming and we won’t die We are the hoard and we grow every day Trying to make it in a world decayed We can’t talk. Got nothing to say Paying the price that we all have to pay I may fall today But I don’t need no confession It doesn’t hurt to pray But I’ve still got my depression Searching for some brains It’s kinda my obsession I think it’s safe to say All zombies go to heaven All zombies go to heaven I may fall today But I don’t need no confession It doesn’t hurt to pray But I’ve still got my depression Searching for some brains It’s kinda my obsession I think it’s safe to say All zombies go to heaven All zombies go to heaven All zombies Go to heaven | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Only the Music | Only the Music TThe joker is putting me down They want to wear the crown It feels like I’m the clown They gonna put me in the ground No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading down on my knees It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive Let’s go Majesty is smouldering Baby’s cold shouldering Hand in the golden ring I don’t know what I’m doing No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading on my knees It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive Let’s go The joker is putting me down They want to wear the crown Feels like I’m the clown They gonna put me in the ground. No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading on my knees It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive It’s only the music That keeps me alive It’s only the music That keeps me | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Waving Man | Waving Man Don’t you wave at the waving man Distracting you with a wave of his hand He’ll take your soul and put it in a can So don’t you wave at the waving man Don’t you wave at the waving man Consuming the world just as fast as he can He’ll steal your thoughts and load them into RAM So don’t you wave at the waving man Connecting to the main frame Playing the blame game Gonna make it rain pain Gonna drive you insane Take it from the top We gotta make it rock Block the brain rot Stop the slop Don’t you wave at the waving man He’s been waving since waves began He’s watching you and learning all he can So don’t you wave at the waving man Don’t you wave at the waving man Don’t become a part of his plan It’s probably better if you just ran So don’t you wave at the waving man | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Digital Busker | Digital Busker Digital audience Gazing into screens Wandering through playlists Shuffling their streams Digital busker Laying track after track Sharing his beats Never looked back Take after take Gotta get that mix jumping Drop that beat Feel that bass pumping He’s not on the radio No records tapes CDs He broadcasts on the Internet It’s all done digitally Digital busker Laying track after track Sharing his beats Never looked back Take after take Gotta get that mix jumping Drop that beat Feel that bass pumping Thoughts he plucks from his mind Get played right in your brain Digial sounds in the bits he writes What we think becomes the same Digital busker Laying track after track Sharing his beats Never looked back Take after take Gotta get that mix jumping Drop that beat Feel that bass pumping | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Splinter In The Mind's Eye | Splinter In The Mind's Eye I can see through The thin line that you Call your mind Darkness comes creeping Walls are receding Outside they say you look fine Monsters are creeping from my head Talons are shining Eyes are desiring The flesh they rip from the dead Mirrors are breaking in me Kaleidoscope reflections I see Walk on shards with my cut-up feet Nobody's home You're all alone You can't be wasting time There's sinners around They must be brought down Your poem doesn't rhyme The poisoned earth has gone completely Opened up to eat me Aching for outdoors It's so bright Artificial hygienic white light I can't take it anymore I see you there in the corner The world looks at you with contempt They are glad to find you mad Not even your mother wept Can't get no light in The fear is blinding I want to curl up and die I can't imagine With this painful stabbing A splinter in my mind's eye Locked up and forgotten We leave you there Tie up your body Cut off your hair You're running out of time You can still make your poem rhyme | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Anymore | Anymore To my heart you had the key You took away my dignity It took me this long to see what the fuck you're doing to me Tie me down, suburban chains Keep me standing in the rain I think you must like the pain You are driving me insane Insane In my face you slam the door Kick my brains across the floor I won't take it anymore Anymore Ask me to be your spouse Lead me you, you dirty louse Armed gunmen in your house Dissect my life like a mouse Why did you make it so hard? Prowlers creeping in the dark Setting traps in your backyard Lock yourself behind bars Yeah In my face you slam the door Kick my brains across the floor I won't take it anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Little Black Hatchback | Little Black Hatchback I took my baby To the esplanade We grabbed a bite to eat And found a place to park They said to me I like your car Was then I knew We’re gonna go far We headed to the beach And we chased the tide We watched the sea And the sun collide We put some dolphin stickers On the sides Of our little black hatchback And go for ride. It looks so good Looks so right Driving along Taking in the sights In my little black hatchback Driving from town to town Taking all the back tracks In the coolest little car around We drove out back Looking for some fun It was like we were sailing On the sun Look out world Here we come In a little black hatchback That wants to run We went on a search For something new We climbed the mountains Just to see the view You vowed to me And I vowed to you To connect our souls And forever be true It feels so good It feels so right Driving along Afternoon delight In my little black hatchback Driving from town to town Taking all the back tracks In the coolest little car around It’s so good It’s so right Driving along Into the night In my little black hatchback Driving from town to town Taking all the back tracks In the coolest little car around My little black hatchback Driving from town to town Taking all the back tracks In the coolest little car around | — | ||||||
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| 4/19/26 | ![]() It's Always Monday On The Moon | It's Always Monday On The Moon The adventure of a lifetime On the next million steps for mankind Years of planning and training and prepping and now I’m here and I have left you alone It’s time to come home Two week long days and nights Time drags on underneath the lights Working all the time mining crater ice And keeping the vacuum on the outside I’m living at my job Even free time isn’t free Every day’s a workday And Friday’s but a dream But soon I’m coming home to you It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s never Friday afternoon It’s always Monday on the Moon Recirculated air Watching home just hanging there Months of constantly cleaning the luna dust from the regolith filters in my tin can It’s all that I am Two week long days and nights Time drags on underneath the lights Working all the time mining crater ice And keeping the vacuum, on the outside Filling out reports Maintaining machines Every day’s a workday And I’m living in a dream But soon I’m coming home to you It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s never Friday afternoon It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s always Monday on the Moon It’s always Monday on the Moon Soon I’m coming home to you It’s always Monday on the Moon | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Daedalus | Daedalus Son you’re my everything So I want you to know I can lead you to the edge Then you’re on your own Don’t fly too high Don’t go too low Don’t soar too fast Don’t move too slow He’s gonna fly away Yeah He’s gonna fly away I give you my wings And my finest advice The choices are yours When you take flight Don’t fly too high Don’t go too low Don’t soar too fast Don’t move too slow He’s gonna fly away Yeah He’s gonna fly away Don’t fly too high Don’t go too low Don’t soar too fast Don’t move too slow He’s gonna fly away Yeah He’s gonna fly away | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Airlock | Airlock I saw her in the airlock With a look she rocked my heart She left for Jupiter station And I was standing on Mars I’m underground Like you’re in space I cannot move With your grace It’s not tears That I shed I’m so alone And she said And she said And she said I saw her in the airlock With a look she rocked my heart She left for Jupiter station And I was standing on Mars I’m underground Like you’re in space I cannot move With your grace It’s not tears That I shed I’m so alone And she said And she said And she said | — | ||||||
| 4/19/26 | ![]() Stupid | Stupid Stupid I'm stupid I'm doing stupid things My friends they're doing stupid things I like doing stupid things I'm stupid Anxious I'm anxious Who knows what today will bring? A long lost love or precious thing I don't know what to sing I'm anxious Angry I'm angry I'm angry with the world today I'm angry with what people say I'll stay out of the way I'm angry Lazy I'm lazy I don't think I have the heart To finish anything I start | — | ||||||
| 1/16/26 | ![]() Making It Up | Making It Up ~ Dgar Everybody is making it up As they go along Everybody is making it up Just like I made up this song They made up the words And they made up the rules And they made up a language For speaking to fools They’ll draw lines on a map And tell you where to go They’ll talk about your future But they don’t know. Everybody is making it up As they go along Everybody is making it up and they’re getting it wrong They wrote the stories And they, they wrote the news And they wrote history To support their point of view Kings and queens Presidents too Leaders of countries They don’t have a clue. Tick tock We’re running out of time Tick tock tick tock We’re running out of time Tick tock Everybody is making it up As they go along Can everybody just make up And get along They made up the systems That created the tools Thet made up the boxes To keep us in tune Kings and queens Presidents too Leaders of countries They don’t have a clue. A blood red sea with an orange glow Are you enjoying the show? We don’t have long to go. Tick tock Tick tock Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare | — | ||||||
| 9/8/25 | ![]() John Mastodon (ft. Andre Louis) | This song was written as a gift to the Fediverse. John Mastodon When the darkness fell on blue In the year of twenty-two The chanting started to ring true The call went out to me and you Join Mastodon Join Mastodon How could they have ever known Their words were forming sacred tones The ancient forces in the stone The summoning of flesh and bone John Mastodon John Mastodon John Mastodon, they love their mum They have alt-text written on The tattoo on their arm Of a hairy pachyderm John Mastodon John Mastodon Join Mastodon x8 The chants grew loud as we watched on The coming of the chosen one They emerged triumphant from The ancient portal of Gargron John Mastodon John Mastodon Linking people across the earth They lead them to the Fediverse Their admin army show their worth Shouting loudly in their mirth Join Mastodon Join Mastodon John Mastodon, they’re the one Who takes the corporate socials on They give their code to everyone For every platform you might run John Mastodon Join Mastodon Join Mastodon x8 Sweating blood and guts and tears And fighting bots and billionaires An artist and engineer With indie songs in his ears John Mastodon John Mastodon Ditch the birds and book of faces Leave behind the corporations. Tooting old computer cases Open source on all our bases Join Mastodon Join Mastodon John Mastodon knows all the tricks Of every distro of Linux They stay engaged in politics They fought an army of Fediverse chicks John Mastodon John Mastodon | — | ||||||
| 7/3/24 | ![]() Space Pop (Karaoke) | Karaoke version of Space Pop. Lyrics: So I’m driving in my rover. Yeah! Robots have taken over. The Sun’s gone supernova. I’ve run out of cola. I’m driving in my rover. Yeah. I pull into a rest stop. I ask the guy for soda pop They glurged at me and pointed up. To the distant mountain top. Yeah. I buy a Dizzy 8-0 Ray. Load my rover in the bay. In the twinkle of the day. We’re looking A-O-K. Yeah. I fly up through the mist. The engines growl and hiss. To my lips I hold my fist. For luck I blow a kiss. The clouds begin to peel. The scene is revealed. My rover makes a squeal. It’s excited for a meal. Yeah. I switch to landing sequence. It parks in perfect silence. Rover climbed up the side fence. While I checked my finance. Yeah. I slide through to the shop. Buy some pink space soda pop. Pay my creds to the cashier bot. Tip my can and drink the lot. Yeah. Robots have taken over. The Sun’s gone supernova. I’ve run out of cola. I’m driving in my rover. Yeah. Written by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall. Composed by Jon O’Hare. Performed by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall. | — | ||||||
| 5/10/24 | ![]() Only the Music (Keeps me Alive) | Only the Music (Keeps me Alive) ~ Dgar [Verse] The joker is putting me down They want to wear the crown It feels like I’m the clown They gonna put me in the ground. [Pre-chorus] No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading down on my knees [Chorus] It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive Let’s go [Verse] Majesty is smouldering Baby’s cold shouldering Hand in the golden ring I don’t know what I’m doing [Pre-chorus] No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading on my knees [Chorus] It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive Let’s go [Verse] The joker is putting me down They want to wear the crown Feels like I’m the clown They gonna put me in the ground. [Pre-chorus] No one believes in me No one sees what I see Fighting to set me free Pleading on my knees [Outro] It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive Without the beat I wouldn’t survive It’s only the music That keeps me alive It’s only the music That keeps me alive It’s only the music That keeps me Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare | — | ||||||
| 4/19/24 | ![]() Gettin Stoned (feat. Andre Louis) | Gettin Stoned ~ Dgar Sitting on the couch a-watchin’ TV A few of my mates are here with me Ring up the lad, well can you get on, Next thing you know, we’re passing a bong. Getting Stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Dealer came around and he said to me Man I got the best heads you ever did see I said, well, pack ‘im up, lets give ‘im a go Next thing you know we’re smokin cones. Getting Stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Knock on the door, now who could it be? What do you know? It’s the police! I said, Hey man, this is a plant man, not a crime Next thing you know, I’m payin a fine. For Getting Stoned! Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Now I’m not one for speed or cocaine But you’ll never take my green away You won’t catch us hurtin’ anyone We’re only here to have some fun We Get Stoned! Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Mull ‘im up, roll ‘im up, light ‘im up stoned Chop ‘im up, pack ‘im up, smoke ‘im up, stoned Written and composed by Jon O’Hare Performed by Jon O’Hare and Andre Louis | — | ||||||
| 6/13/21 | ![]() Space Pop (feat. Kaaren Elizabeth Smith) | Space Pop -Dgar So I’m driving in my rover. Yeah! Robots have taken over. The Sun’s gone supernova. I’ve run out of cola. I’m driving in my rover. Yeah. I pull into a rest stop. I ask the guy for soda pop They glurged at me and pointed up. To the distant mountain top. Yeah. Yeah. I buy a Dizzy 8-0 Ray. Load my rover in the bay. In the twinkle of the day. We’re looking A-O-K. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I fly up through the mist. The engines growl and hiss. To my lips I hold my fist. For luck I blow a kiss. The clouds begin to peel. The scene is revealed. My rover makes a squeal. It’s excited for a meal. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I switch to landing sequence. It parks in perfect silence. Rover climbed up the side fence. While I checked my finance. Yeah. I slide through to the shop. Buy some pink space soda pop. Pay my creds to the cashier bot. Tip my can and drink the lot. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Robots have taken over. The Sun’s gone supernova. I’ve run out of cola. I’m driving in my rover. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah. Written by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall. Composed by Jon O’Hare. Performed by @Kaaren-Elizabeth-Smith, Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall. | — | ||||||
| 12/25/20 | ![]() Proud Woman | Proud Woman - Dgar [Verse] She’s looking after someone elses dreams Working every night and day it seems Spending her life scraping for the rent Takes no hand-outs, saving every cent. [Chorus] Proud woman, standing on her own feet Proud woman, Rocking the beat. Rocking the beat. [Verse] Ain’t gonna put up with no lyin, Work all day, it’s the daily grind, want to get paid, gotta do the time. After the bills, lucky if left a dime. [Chorus] Proud woman, waiting for the weekend, Proud woman, with a will that won’t bend, [Chorus] Proud woman, The kind you’d wanna find Proud woman, She’s got her own mind [Verse] Part of life, as she knows, is taking all the hits and blows, People come and people go Story’s same from coast to coast. [Chorus] Proud women Heads held high (heads held high) Proud women filled with pride {filled with pride, filled with pride) Proud women Heads held high (heads held high) Proud women filled with pride {filled with pride, filled with pride) Written and composed by Jon O'Hare Performed by @Reid-Michael-Hall, Jon O'Hare | — | ||||||
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