HELLO TO EVERYONE!

Hello to Everyone! WOW! 2018!

Greg & I have 6 New Songs on the Something Foul website:
www.somethingfoul.com                                                                                         Two of the songs are on this website. (as I wrote the lyrics, music, etc…)
The songs are: “Get Things Clean”, and a re-mix of “Age” with Greg on Bass.

Please go to the Something Foul website and check out the other 4 songs:
Building A Wall”, “Am I Wrong?”, & “Live Together”, 3 new songs by Greg.
I added guitars, Greg played basses/Vocals/drum beats & mixed. Really fine Music!
Plus, there is “Get Things Clean”, “Age”, and an acoustic version of my tune,
“Knee Deep In The Swamp of the Nebulous”, (entitled just, “Nebulous”).
That’s the latest update from Paulie’-land, & Something Foul.
May we all Endure 2018 in an Acceptable Manner!                                                 ————————————————————————————————-

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Get Things Clean

This Song is also on the www.somethingfoul.com website.  

I thought I’d put the tune on my website because I need a new tune,

& because in a wacky type of way, it gets the point across, of

Getting Things Clean, so They Can Get Dirty Again.

(An Arduous task that Consumes Our Lives on a Daily/hourly, Basis.)

I wrote the tune, played drum Machine, Applied the Guitars/Vocals.

Greg Hafner, (from Something Foul), Applied Bass, & Mixed the parts.

Get Things Clean-(Paul Woodsong)

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Everywhere In Life, Folks Dull the Pain.

Of Everyday, Mundane, Cleaning Again.

It Drain’s the Body, It Drain’s the Brain.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Everyone In Life, Experience the Strain.

Cleanse The Dirty, And Dirty Again.

Concern For Hygiene, The Human Trend.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

CHORUS

Everywhere In Life, To Make The Grade,

Whatever It Takes, Just So We’re Paid.

A Washer, A Maid, The Cleaning Trade.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Everything In Life, Just Trying To Live.

Some Have Wants, More Than They Can Give.

Filter The Dirt, Down The Sieve.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

CHORUS

Everywhere In Life, Things Come To An End.

Except the Dirt, You Can’t Pretend.

Scrub it with a wipe, So it will Blend.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

Everywhere In Life, It’s a Race To Gain.

Hope’s Get Dashed, Flushed Down the Drain.

Washed Anew, With The Fallen Rain.

Get Things Clean, So They Get Dirty Again.

CHORUS

Age

Ah, it’s the Age of a lot of Things.

These thoughts came to me on the subject.

The music and recording were done pretty much in one night.

Greg finally added his bass part and re-mixed the tune.

 

AGEPaul Woodsong

Age of Conflict. Age of Fear.

Age of Wonder, Why We are Here.

Age of Macho, Age of Hate.

Age of Just Let Me, Opiate.

Age of Reason. Age of Doubt.

Age of Treason. Throw the Bums Out.

Age of Lust, Age of Regret.

Age of Return, On a Faulted Bet.

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Age of Trance, On a Screen Romance.

Age of Chance, Age of Sense Enhance.

Age of Endeavor, Age to Succeed.

Age of Never Ending, Human Greed.

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Age of Confusion, Age of Wrong Facts.

Age of The Point, of No Turning Back.

Age of Violence, Age of Rage.

Age of Torment, Turn the Page.

Age of Lies, Age of Deceit.

Age of, “Do You Want A Receipt?”

Age of Distraction, “Alternative Facts.”

Age of Retraction, Age of Hacks.


(REPEAT CHORUS)

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Age of Wonder, Age of Wrong Thought.

Age of Plunder, It Comes to Naught.

Age of the Square Root of Minus One.

Age of the Black Boot, Age of the Gun.

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It’s Already Been Said

It’s Already Been Said–Paul Woodsong

I just can’t Comment on Things These Days.

Things Change so Fast, I got Nothing to Say.

Nothing to Say cause the Thing I dread,

Is the Simple Fear, It’s Already Been Said.

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No Matter what you say,…….It’s Already Been Said.

How You Say It,………………..It’s Already Been Said.

It Must Be Said,…………….For A Place in Your Head.

What You Say?………………..It’s Already Been Said!

…………….Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!

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Already Been Said, by People Long Dead.

Many Things that should Shake Your Head.

But, Whoever Listens to What’s been Said?

It’s History Now, It’s Already Been Said.

(LEAD BREAK)

(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat 2nd Verse)

(Repeat Chorus)

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One And Only

 

 

This song was recorded initially while in the classic rock band, THE BATZ.  We recorded a Cd with 13 songs, 6 of which were original songs, the other 5 songs were classic rock songs.  I had 2 original songs on the CD, this is one of them.

(More on The Batz later)

 

One And OnlyPaul Woodsong

Think about the Good Feelings

And of the Good Times.

What’s Mine is Yours,

And Yours is Mine.

And How I love You, so Preciously

You Mean more to me, than the Sky and Sea.

So Hold me very closely.

I will be yours until Eternity.

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Alone Together with You.

You’re so Special,

You’re what I chose to do with my Life.

I Want to, Always Spend it with You.

You are my Only One.

My One And Only is You.

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Tell me now that we’re Bound Together.

Will you love me all the Time,

Always be mine, Forever?

Will you always be true?

Help me through my Blue Weather!

Live our Lives for the Future,

The Future couldn’t be Better!

Better Baby!

(Repeat Chorus)

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A Place For Me

This Song was originally written in 1959 by my Mother, with a different musical score, composed on an organ.  In 1975 I took the lyrics and composed a completely different song, written on an acoustic guitar.  I finally recorded this version of the tune for my “Eye of the Pyramid” Cd which I did in 2006?  I re-mixed it, and that re-mix is what you hear.

A Place For Me-(Woodsong/Baker)

They Tell Me, I’m a New Born Babe.

They say the World Didn’t Stop, When I was Made.

They say There are Too many of Me.

But, I Ask you Now, How can that Be?

When the Heart of Time, Beats in my Heart.

And our Ancestor’ Blood, Is In My Veins.

I am Their Tomorrow, I am their Part.

Of the Whole Wide World, Their Only Gain.

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Oh, There Must Be A Place For Me!

In This Wide World, Can’t You See!?

That I’m Alive, and I am Real.

I Can Think, and I Can Feel.

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I’ve Got A Brain, I’ve Got a Heart.

From other Creature’s, I’m set Apart.

So, the Boy I am, will Become A Man.

And To the World, A Gift I’ll Give.

Of My Own Son, And He’ll Take My Place.

In the Human Race, and My Life Will Be Done.

(Repeat Chorus)

So, Don’t You See, That There Will Be?

In This Wide World, A Place For Me.

A New Born Babe, That Was Made.

In His Own Image, I Was Made.

(Repeat Chorus)

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Hours In Our Life

This song is on the ‘Something Foul’ website.  The main ‘riff’ is from an instrumental that my band at the time used to jam on.  (Band’s name was “Helios”.  Out of Kansas City, Mo.  1972).  My writing partner, Greg Hafner, encouraged me to put words to the riff and make a real song out of it, so here “it” is.  I played the guitars, sang the vocals, Gregg added bass, & friend, Steve Michaelson, graciously added keyboards, drums, and did the final mix.

The Hours in our Life(Paul Woodsong-Woodner/Hafsong)

Dragon and Serpent, the Devil and Hell,

Objects of Blame, no one can Tell.

Encourage Delusions, Control the Flocks.

Hide behind doors, with unopened Locks.

Its all just Thought-forms, Inside our Head.

No matter the reason, which way we are Led.

We follow blindly, like lemmings to the sea.

Theres none so blind, as those that cannot see.

                     The Hours in our Life.

                    Like Centuries of Time.

                  The Twisting of the Knife.

                 To Squeeze a Simple Dime?

Beings in the Saddle, ride mankind.

Others make sure theyre wined and dined.

Most of us just trying, to get along.

Try to figure out, where we belong.

One thing is certain, theres no turning back.

Once its decided, to stage an attack.

The result will be, anyones guess.

A Wise Man, would stay out of the mess.

REPEAT CHORUS–2 Bar Lead

What are we doing to each other?

Why do we hurt our Earth Mother?

When was the death of Common Sense?

What makes a good President?

Still Waiting, Waiting to see. Just what the Future will be.

What has become of, those boys and girls?

They were enlightened, to save the world.

But, Wall Street, and Main Street, are two different things.

One wears Gold, the other, dimestore rings.

Still Waiting, Waiting to see. Just what the Future will be.

/:/Instrumental Ending———-Main Lick/:/

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Knee Deep In The Swamp of the Nebulous

This song is also on the ‘Something Foul’ website.  The lyrics are gibberish.  The music inspiration is from a song from 1965 by Ronald Thielman, entitled: Chelsea Suite.  My High School Concert Band recorded the song in 1968.  (I played Coronet on the tune.)  I re-worked parts of it and came up with the music for this song.  The lyrics happened by chance.  I played/recorded all the instruments, did the final mix, etc…  Paul Woodsong.

Knee Deep in the swamp of the nebulous- (Paul Woodsong)

Mostly Cloudy, & patchy fog.

Chance of rain, all day long.

Into the night, it will be.

Mainly raining. Time for tea.

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Time for whatever, life requires.

Try to fulfill, Our mind’s desire.

our body’s ocean, of human need.

A secret potion, say the creed:

Knee Deep, in the swamp, of the nebulous.

every step taken, will be dangerous.

Watch, as you gaze, upon the precipice.

life, is on the line”, make your exodus.

life is illusive, what’s to gain?

What is lost, causes pain.

What’s needed, try to find.

Escape from, A shattered mind.

way back where, we came from.

follow the path, of bread crumbs.

plumb/rum-scum/slum-swim/some.

back home, the old humdrum.

repeat Chorus

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Knee Deep, in the swamp of the nebulous

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MODERN ARMS-

 

This song was also written many years ago & part of the Eye of the Pyramid Cd.

MODERN ARMS-(Paul Woodsong)

Modern Arms, with Ancient Heads,

Fashioned Legs, Fighting Death.

Their War is Business. It Makes Them Money.

It’s what we’re Geared For, with Milk & Honey.

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War isn’t War, it’s Extinction.

It’s the Illuminati, fighting Salvation.

It’s the One Percent, Playing with their Power.

Our Hopes & Dreams, Depend on their Desire.

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Their Strength & Power, “Acts & Applies”,

The Forces of Energy, To Live & Die.

Why not, Unite! Build! & Create.

A Future Strong, Which We Can All Relate.

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War isn’t War, it’s Extinction.

It’s the Corporatocracy’, fighting Salvation.

It’s the One Percent, Playing with their Power.

Our Hopes & Dreams, Depend on their Desire.

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LIFETIME DREAM

This song was also written many years ago & is on the Eye of the Pyramid Cd.

Lifetime Dream-Paul Woodsong

In these troubled Times, Having trouble, nursing my rhymes.

I’m getting tired of wasting, All my precious Time.

Thinking about the Future, And what’s installed for Me.

Am I to live my life, a struggle for sanity?

Is this my Lifetime Dream? My Dream Reality.

(GUITAR SOLO)

I Wish I could look at myself, Through someone else’s eyes.

I wish I could exist in this world, Free From Freedom’s Lies.

People expect so much, And get so little in Return.

The way some get treated, It Makes Me Really Burn, Burn.

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Is this their Lifetime Dream? Their Dream Reality.

(GUITAR SOLO)

Unsatisfied at what’s Happening? Twist your Head the other way.

Leave it to someone else, And It’ll come back to you some day.

Sometimes we fall into a role, We’re not accustomed to other goals.

A Variation on A Theme, 

Of What You Thought, Was Your Lifetime Dream.

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