? Butterfly is a summer lounging chill out underground hip, trip hop, old school vibe, a theme around doing ones best in life?
The new album Pedro Gordo out now!
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Beat/Guitar/Vocals by Rael
Scratch by DJ Kirsa
Mixed and mastered by Rael for Ghostownbeats
Video by Rael for o2Su Media
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Lyrics
Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Dream shatter, don’t worry don’t let it matter
Numbers don’t add up, don’t hurry, don’t treat the data
Little feet in my memory go pitter patter
Didn’t get it, don’t sweat it, just let it, keep your hat on
Do what you believe is true, know that you believe in you
Living like heathens do, thanks to who conceived of you
Have you even mapped out everything that you can even do
While others slept, take a step, believe it’s true
Eager will, eager do, take a peak, peak-a-boo
Don’t think, seek and do, no grim reaper ghoul
Your boat like the Titanic, take a leak or two
Won’t sink bounce back up like a kangaroo
Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Woke up shooting up like a sky scraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flat bread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
Sum of one, onion with many layers
Full back, wing attack with many players
Be you a coward, or a thief or a dragon slayer
No chief, want peace so here my prayer
Bright beams bear down
Fight teams stare down
Light dreams fairground
Pipe dreams tear down
Quite clean bare ground
High steam rare sound
Lockdown wear down
Night queen wear crown
Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sket
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVI7w2Rfpz0
Streaming links
https://ghostown.fr/covides
Les Covidés ferait partie de l''album MCMLXXIX parmi 5 autres morceaux entièrement ou partiellement en français, c'est un nouveau départ pour moi et Ghostown, j'ai pris beaucoup de plaisir d'écrire et rapper en français.
Ce morceau a pour but de souligner les mensonges et contradictions de nos médias et nos dirigeants.
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Paroles
Les têtes ont été coupées
Remplacées par les poupées
Les marionnettes qui travaillent pour t'entourlouper
Toi t'as pas une roupie pour souper
Faut dire qu'ils s'en foutaient
Trop occupés à duper, les malins sont futés
Faut lutter avant de se faire amputer
Sans ambiguïté, les ministres et députés
Oh my godemiché ils nous enculent ces riches
C'est pas mon fétiche, arrêtez c'est d'la triche
Et si on critique la gestion? C'est du complotisme
Et si on veut mettre en question? C'est du complotisme
Si on a tort confesse t-on? C'est du complotisme
La raison, la reflexion, c'est du complotisme
On lui a tiré dessus, il est mort du covid
Jean s'est noyé il est mort du covid
Sa caisse a fait un tonneau il est mort du covid
Sa gorge entaillée il est mort du covid
Et si on parlait d'ebola? Il y a pas de vaccin
Et le paludisme? Il y a pas de vaccin
Alors la grande vérole? Non il y a pas de vaccin
Et le VIH? Toujours pas de vaccin
Et si t'as pas peur du covid
Alors attentat dramatique
Et si ça suffit pas, réchauffement climatique
S'il vous plaît soyez coupable et pathétique
Tous derrière le prochain événement médiatique
Tu devrais faire gaffe à ton empreinte carbone
A moins que tu sois Bezos, Musk ou Branson
Les médias nous disent les milliardaires nous bénissent
Ils partent dans l'espace dans les fusées forme de pénis
Gates a fermé les fenêtres il veut ouvrir les portails
Les êtres rentables, des zombies épouvantails
Épouvantable tout est vendable
Quatre vingt quatre c'est fort probable
Que moi je dois être dévié, radicalisé
Eux ils sont corrompus, batardisés
Les flammes qu'ils attisaient
Vont brûler et crisser
Sur leurs corps enflammés
On irait même pas pisser
Votre seigneur votre majesté Monsieur le Président
Nous sommes les dissidents
Votre discours est nauséabond
Le reflet était clair, net, bien rendu
Maintenant cassée, l'image est fendue
Ainsi exposant la vérité prétendue
Donc dans les rues le peuple est descendu
On lui a tiré dessus, il est mort du covid
Jean s'est noyé il est mort du covid
Sa caisse a fait un tonneau il est mort du covid
Sa gorge entaillée il est mort du covid
Et si on parlait d'ebola? Il y a pas de vaccin
Et le paludisme? Il y a pas de vaccin
Alors la grande vérole? Non il y a pas de vaccin
Et le VIH? Toujours pas de vaccin
Alors ainsi tourne les engrenages
Caché à l'ombre des faux sondages
Des hôpitaux vides, des acteurs en bandages
Vaccin efficacité sans gage
Dans une mauvaise direction on s'engage
On fonce tout droit sans pilotage
On ne veut pas de votre passe chantage
Ils baissent les subventions, ils réduisent le language
A moi j'aime, moi gauche, toi j'aime pas
Moi lève pouce bleu, suivant, sympa
Vas y lève toi, boulot, dodo, basta
Consomme, ça va vite fait, ne te plains pas
L'opinion clivée comme un Wonderbra
Des gens divisé n'avanceront pas
Les yeux rivés sur une info lambda
Lentement écrasés comme un anaconda
Bovinés, bovidés
Trop con, confinés
Entubés, embobinés
On sera tous covidés
Anti vax censuré
Opinion opiné
Ou pas cautionnée
En marche, tous fauchés
On lui a tiré dessus, il est mort du covid
Jean s'est noyé il est mort du covid
Sa caisse a fait un tonneau il est mort du covid
Sa gorge entaillée il est mort du covid
Et si on parlait d'ebola? Il y a pas de vaccin
Et le paludisme? Il y a pas de vaccin
Alors la grande vérole? Non il y a pas de vaccin
Et le VIH? Toujours pas de vaccin
Streaming links
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Accordion by Jo Powell
Lyrics
It's the time of the gypsies,
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
It's the time of the gypsies,
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
So tell Jack the jig's up, go get what we're owed
Go Pack up the wag up get the horses on the road
Don't cross thy brother, stay true to the code
Do love my abode, though many foes do goad
I grew with the best of them, remember the yester when
Life was a jester then, I was obsessed with them
Family blessed with them, gods do pester them
Out on a quest with them, memories a chest of them
Roll like a bacon bun, crisp under baking sun
Keeping at it make it done, making fun smoking gun
Two barrels, had to come back with the wheel barrow
Feel shallow, slim chances still card tarot
Send the arrow to the heart, dig burrow to the start
Get your piece of the pie get your part of the tart
So sugar and spice curry red beans and rice
Another throw of the dice, yes I may be enticed
It's the time of the gypsies,
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
It's the time of the gypsies,
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
Take spice from the east, play pipes for the feast
Cake sliced into piece No Pikes for defeat
No likes no thumbs no orange in my rum
Dutch courage in my tum, Go forage go run
City parks city slums, pretty smart pretty dumb
Witty art gritty gun, get a grip come along
Take part you are young, Breathe deep in your lung
High start high strung bless people you're among
Do speak many tongues it's the gage of the language
Commit many wrongs it's the sign of the bandit
You cannot hide from the camera that's candid
Soon high tide better cross over sand bridge
Sandwiched in-between, bandaged keep it clean
Damaged need a dream, visible high beam
Physical eyes gleam, melt like ice cream
Running out of I steam, wonder where have I been
It's the time of the gypsies
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
It's the time of the gypsies
Dance if you're tipsy
Keep it iron crispy
Smoke rise wispy
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AvsFyMxDybk
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I wrote this song before "Les Covidés" and it initially had a French chorus, but I ended up making that into a separate song, and in the end the other song became much more politically engaged than this one.
Anyway the first idea that sparked this song was the idea that every death is being recorded as Covid, and I wanted to take that to another level of sarcasm, having that joyful line in my head I started playing the keys looking for a suitable riff, finding a happy jazz blues riff it seemed perfect!
In latin there are lots of "spire" words, aspire, inspire, perspire, transpire, all linked to breathing, conspire could be translated as "breathe together"
The richest elite control and own the medias, put in place puppet governments, everything has an agenda, basically to keep people scared, keep them down, keep them ignorant
If we look at the main themes of today's news and their consequences:
Terrorism - fear of foreigners (especially bearded ones), acceptance of draconian security measures and surveillance to keep you safe
Climate Change - fear of the future, unwillingness to have children - acceptance of higher fuel prices, acceptance that we won't be able to drive cars, or have to buy into their ridiculous electric car scheme
Virus - fear of other people, acceptance of wearing a mask and social distancing and regular jabs of a yet to be proved medicine
The latter being especially worrying since if human beings can no longer see each others faces or touch each other, the basis of humanity breaks down
Going back to 2020 we expected the apocalypse, people got back from a dangerous expedition to the supermarket and washed their products, showered and put their clothes in the machine at 90°
In the end nothing really happened, there were no chariots from the plague shouting "bring out your dead", yet we had to endure lockdowns and curfews for no logical reason, logic it seems has been removed.
Throughout history people have been manipulated and lied to, controlled and enslaved, why would now be any different?
Produced, played, written, performed and videoed by Rael
Lyrics
One minute you're selling me an automobile
The next minute you're telling me I shouldn't have wheels
You want me to feel heinous, a real anus, pray to Jesus
Yet Musk must go to Venus is a giant penis
Oh that's genius, gather round have you seen this
Three billionaires going to space to redeem us
They wanna protect democracy by killing the civilians
Funding a militia and sacrificing millions
While we condemn Hitler but we celebrate Columbus
So If we believe then we must be the dumbest
John got run down but he died of covid
Jim got shot dead but he died of covid
Jane had a cardiac arrest but she died of
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmoiRtEWJms
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Lyrics
She puts her filters on
Pushes up the silicone
Been made up since dawn
Lights camera on
Every day same start
Nervous eyes dart
She poses lips apart
Gets ten thousand hearts
Dopamine rush
Cheeky comment blush
Then all is quiet hush
Teary eyed gush
Needs the next hit
Look for bait click
Use the same tricks
So provocative
Got a sponsor Nike
Brought a pay hike
On a hunt for likes
Fingers up they swipe
Nip n tuck she might
Keep the skin tight
Thinks the future's bright
No logic psyche
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
He thought he was rocking it
Stellar rocket ship
Pistol cocking it
Down locking it
Dopeness dropping it
Town of the talk it's lit
Be no stopping it
Turns out he's talking shit
Put the joystick down
Take the headset off
Brutal comedown
Blow a gasket off
He's on the leaderboard
They've got him he's absorbed
On a lead or a cord
Undefeated Lord
His kingdom's vaster than
The land of Kazakhstan
He's got ten thousand fans
So he can't understand
When his eyes see
What the mirror sees
Deny reality
It's all a fallacy
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
Vision, where is the
#ghostown #triphop #alternativehiphop
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHunC0nlXSw
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Beat/Vocals by Rael
Mixed and mastered by Rael for Ghostownbeats
As part of The Johnny Tapes EP which regroups 5 versions of Johnny Marr, from 2004 to 2020, this is the latest version, I had fun with the video which is pretty dark yet still a bit of dark humour there too!
Johnny Marr was first conceived when I heard the French expression "J'en ai marre" (I've had enough) which to my English ears sounded a bit like Johnny Marr and it inspired a crime thriller type tale of a serial killer, also inspired by Talking Heads "psycho killer)
Unbeknown to me Johnny Marr is a famous guitar player in The Smiths, complete coincidence, there was no reference to him, but quite funny that Baptiste's guitar parts in the 2007 version sound a bit like him!
Lyrics
Johnny had a grudge against the world because he was smaller than most
But of course he had an ego that was taller than most
From his school and his background he had nothing to boast
He tried to fit into the world he went all over the coast
But he couldn’t earn his bread and he was sick of his toast
So he started to look for something bigger to roast
He grew sick of himself, till he was sick in his health
He'd go out at night and he'd sneakily stealth
Until somehow he found that he freakily felt
A little power in his secret that to no one he tell
His first victim he went and strangled with his belt
Lord only knows whatever led him to hell
The morning after murder he’d be feeling unwell
But the burning inside started to get bigger and swell
He’d be feeling like kneeling for his soul to be forgiven
But his soul had been given to some force that was driven
By some morbid ambition that would never ever listen
Till somewhere somehow a corpse starts to stiffen
Now little Johnny marr wasn’t going very far
Took a stranger in his car and put a dagger to his heart
Like a danger in the dark, Lone Ranger in the park
Been deranged since the start turned the saga into his art
Psycho killer Psycho killer
Johnny’d had enough he’d just been tormented too much
So much hate in his brain that he no longer gave a fuck
Now the heads be talking in the streets he’s walking
‘Bout the news that’s shocking About the killer who’s stalking
In the neighbourhood, but it put him in a merry mood
Very good, he wasn’t acting like a killer should
Hollywood was calling him to be a star
Tonight time to meet psycho killer Johnny marr
Sick and demented every blow you know he meant it
Cos his hearts been cemented make you cry Gordon b
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcGy4Q6r_Vk
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Guitars, Keys & Beats & Video by Rael
Lyrics
Heading out to Jimmy’s house
With his older sister Barbara
Always get a bite to eat
Cos’ they got their stock up in the larder
Then we head across the hills
Have a look around the harbour
The girls went to the hairdresser’s
The boys went to the barber’s
Want no cookies please no cookies
I’ve got biscuits in my jar
Want no pop corn and I’m not torn
Never been to the cinema
Now we’re going round to Jame’s
As he’s got a VCR
We’re all parked upon the carpet
Looking, watching from afar
You can call me on my house phone
And I’ll answer if I’m in
But it’s likely that I’m outside
In a forest, in a den
Take the dog back to the quarry
Climb up on these rocks again
No trackers out to track us
Yet the parents staying zen
After heading upstream
Up the track, we’re on our bikes
Got no water or no helmet
But we know we’ll be alright
We get scratches, we get matches
We fight with all our might
The summer haze, we’re catching rays
Until the day turns into night
Take a ploughmans in a beer garden
A pound is what it costs
Hear the bees in all the trees
And Louis being chased by wasps
They got four channels on the TV
White and black that little box
Dukes of Hazard or the A-Team
And I wonder what to watch
Round a campfire in the garden
Hear footsteps on fallen leaves
Calling Jesus sing the chorus
To the forest to the trees
Praying, laying back on cut grass
Gaze upon the golden stars
Holding, back and forth we pass the cup
And puff stolen cigars
#ghostown #nocookies #nostalgia
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNb1WX3gQtY
From the album "The Cure to the Problem you didn't know you had"
Enjoy your drink I'm off to the AA!
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Lyrics
Have a beer
Hungover full of fear
Don't worry how to steer
Have a beer
Have a beer
Things don't seem clear
Close ones aren't near
Have a beer
Have a beer
No matter how things appear
What you hold dear
Have a beer
Have a beer
When people seem queer
Through goggles I peer
Have a beer
Have a beer
The neighbours who leer
Don't look in the rear
Have a beer
Have a beer
When the drop seems sheer
When the crops have been sheared
Have a beer
Have a beer
Make a toast to the year
A word in your ear
Have a beer
Have a beer
When you're feeling out of gear
And you don't wanna hear
Have a beer
Have a beer
When the audience jeers
Rebel against your peers
Have a beer
Have a beer
If you wanna shed a tear
All seems weird
Have a beer
Have a beer
Have a beer
Have a beer
Have a beer
#ghostown #alternativehiphop #hiphopblues #jazzhop
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dX155aNhPBk
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Beat + Vocals by Rael
Mixed by Rael for Ghostownbeats
Lyrics
People they may follow
But it's really so hollow
got my head down in a burrow
like im waiting for tomorrow
Isle of islay drown my sorrow
Now I'm on the straight and narrow
Dark figures in the shadows
I'm filling up my barrow
Like what can I borrow?
V1
Back in the rat race
serving a phat plate
grab your attache case, slapping your fat face
Snap, how's that taste? mouse and the cat chase
payback a flat rate, Pete's sake, house is
Sold better cuddle up
cold better huddle up
Dont get muddled up, move better saddle up
Dry with a sudden thirst, don't let the bubble burst
Not getting any worse, universe bumbling
1 step forward, 2 steps back
Now who said that, its a moving trap
got my shoes intact, now I'm losing track
and I'm cruising back with a sat nav, god damn
like im in a film but I dunno what scene im in
I should've been something less ambivalent
des would've been no kidding much dividends
that would've been so sweet like cinnamon
Rich make us all bow, bitch makes us all frown
bound by the law now, slave with a chain and a ball
and a cinderella ball gown, domino fall down
who you gonna call now, raw now
So stop pretending, will never bending
give a bit of lending, race never ending
shin dig ascending there's no repenting
Chorus
V2
How you ever gonna get a hundred grand
without being underhand?
Came up with a cunning plan
out with a gun in hand
ending up a hunted man, that would be a bummer man
plan became redundant man, want that
Habitat, house so elaborate
floor not laminate, drinks in the cabinet
I'll have a little dab of that, that looks fabulous
thank you for having us, I was getting ravenous
Dunno what I wanna buy, caterpillar butterfly
greener on the other side, sing a sweeter lullaby
not so subtle I, swim in a puddle, fly in a shuttle I, cry in a muddle
He's but a day old, look for the payroll
not gonna stay low, rocking the labels
Mourning a man who was born in a stable
Call it a fable, able to disable
How you ever gonna get to sign them up
then line them up, then divide them up
How you ever gonna get to light them up
then decide who's up, then fight them up
How can you manage, collateral damage
corpses they scavenge while smelling of lavender
Red and not sober, I'd rather not know but
I'm dreading the overdraft, come on man don't be daft
Chorus
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEAPVKGtczQ