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Prelude
00:51
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Hey, hey you. Hi it’s me. Thanks for tuning in and welcome to today’s cheap educational production aimed at the young impressionable listener who may be having the foolish desires to take a career in.... music (laughter). Let’s start this little ill conceived tale... Back on the road after an unplanned tire change Lil’ Jakey checks himself in the mirror and smiles. He is blissfully unaware that his troubles have just begun. We go now to the passenger seat of his car as he breaks into song.
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Jakey’s Mirage
02:46
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Cutting through the dead of night
Moons Corona shining bright
Being out on the road
I play my gigs and then get home
But there’s still 100 here to drive
60 minutes past midnight
I looked up to the skies
See the stars above
And all I want to do
Yes all I want to do
All I want to do
Is get home to my love
Folks home in bed while i’m eating up the road
Having this time to myself I think about the world
The random chance that I was born
The pressure to conform
About fortunes careless hand
Or the politics of man
All them rich old geezers
With the lab made diseases
And they do what they pleases
As the temperature increases
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Aspiration
02:49
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All my friends and buddy’s say they’ve got it made
Cause they like hanging out in this dirty bat cave
But when it’s my turn to sheddin’ yeah I’ve got a little plarn
I’m gonna hitch me a ride and move to Wuhan
It ain’t no fun living in a bat lung... Whatcha think I’d do?
When I shed and left them they were standing all around
I found a fine location on the outskirts of town
The next thing you know I’m on a big jet plane
You’ll see me sleeping in the White House one of these days
Sleeping in the White House one of these days
It ain’t no fun living in a bat lung... whatcha think I do?
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Hi it’s me, just killing time in cellblock 7315... Lockdown. Now let’s hear Jakey play that guitar... look at him go!
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Put Me In A Lockdown
04:10
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Hi it’s me again, cellblock 7315. Remember lil’ Jakey? Well the guy is a mess. Weeks of lockdown and over exposure to some secret chrome formula from the 90s has left him in the pits. Anyways, under his own grand illusions he turns to us and speaks; “I’ve just gotta sing with a high voice!”
You’ve got me in a lockdown
You forget your love is hot
Lockdown... I have no breaks I cannot stop
Lockdown... She had her hands upon my chest
Lockdown... You are the one you are the best
When I’m with you baby
It’s just me and you
I don’t care for your clothes your hair
I just want you to tell me what you want me to do
In lockdown... She said I should go down
Lockdown... Came off in her dressing gown
Lockdown... Pulls aside her underwear
Lockdown... She don’t let me come up for air air air air ah ah ah ah
Hey Jakey whatcha doing in there?
Nothin’
You busy?
No
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Hi it’s me, cellblock 7315. Lil’ Jakey here has had to resort to the telescreen for some live music. Yeah it’s the pits. Anyway, he falls asleep and dreams his own musical desires.
(Unrecorded lyrics)
Music whispers love I love you
You held me up when I was alone
But it was love and not confusion
Saying... these wings I’m going to give you will help you get back home
Fly on little sparrow
Wake up there Jakey.
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Hi it’s me, a couple of days out from release and poor old Jackey’s mind has put him in a spin.
Now you might hear... the sky is falling
Now you might hear... it’s all a scam
Now you might hear... there’s forces hiding
Now you might hear... it’s all in hand
Every day is a tape loop honey
It goes round and round
Dragging across that head magnetic
It’s a battleground
Now you might hear... we need more money
Now you might hear... we have a plan
Now you might hear... a vaccine’s comin’
And you might hear... a saviours just at hand
Every day is a tape loop honey
It goes round and round
Dragging across that had magnetic
It’s a battleground (repeat)
Hey yeah they don’t care
It’s all about the money man (repeat)
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Zuckbot Variations
04:58
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Hi it’s me. Cell block 7315. They have released Jakey on remand subject to conditions but the guy’s still a mess. There’s all these crazy ideas going round and round in his head. Anyways, he’s spending a whole bunch of time with this little busy A.I unit. Kinda looks like a robot from Roger Ramjet, cute little thing. “Engage and collect, engage and collect...”
Hey little guy.
“Engage and oh, what’s on your mind?”
I don’t know, there’s things I want to say but the words I can’t find.
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Oh What A Fool
03:06
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Mwah wah waa
I’m such a fool
What should I do
You were my only
But now we are through
Now I must cry
Cause I’m a fool such as I
I was so happy
You were that special friend
All of the good times
Then comes the end
Now I must cry
Because I’m a fool such as I
Oh what a fool, oh what a fool what a mighty fool, oh what a fool
Oh what a fool, oh what a fool he’s a mighty fool, oh what a fool
Oh what a fool, oh what a fool he’s a mighty fool hey hey
And that is where this little boy is going to stay!
My life is empty I got it wrong
My ships lost direction the marbles are gone
Now I must cry cause I’m a fool such as I
That’s right, take my advice kids, get a good job at the bank or somethin’!
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La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la.
(You get the idea.)
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Jacob Boote TAS, Australia
Jacob is an independent artist working from Tasmania, Australia.
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