Gospel Music
Part II: Exodus
Chapter 6 (Continued from https://fawm.org/songs/135629/)
So, one day, the guy in the cell directly across from the Man, decided to add to the prison LCoD by wrestling the gun away from the guard and pointing it directly at his own temple.
This was the first time in his entire life that he felt in control of his own destiny. It wasn’t in school where he failed to focus on anything other than Rosemary’s tits. It wasn’t at home where his dad told him repeatedly that he was a useless piece of shit. It wasn’t out on the street where he was too timid to kill people over the color of their bandana.
It was here. Right now. Now he was the mutherfuckin’ CEO. The VIP. The Grand Poobah. All eyes were on him as he took control of his own destiny. He bathed in his autonomy. Time ceased to exist as microseconds seemed like eternities.
All he had to do was squeeze the trigger and he would no longer be told by society that he was only three-fifths of a man... All he had to do was squeeze the trigger and he would have access to seven virgins - which to be honest, kinda didn't make sense cuz they also said he would not be bound by the shackles of incarnation... So, that means he wouldn’t have a penis, right? And really what is the use of seven virgins if you don’t have a penis? They might as well be seven whores at that point. And wait a minute. How can they be virgins OR whores if they don't have vaginas?!?...
Organized religion just confused the shit outta him. Evs... Anyway, all he had to do was squeeze the trigger and he could know the answer to these puzzles and all the secrets of the Universe… All he had to do was Squeeze the Trigger…
All you have to do is squeeze the trigger
You can always jump off of the bridge
You can take a toaster in the bathtub
If it's so goddamn hard for you to live
All you have to do is join the circus
High dive into the baby pool
You can always stop right on the train tracks
That’s all you really have to do
Ahh...
Where to from here?
You can stick your head in a propeller
Suck on the exhaust pipe of a car
You could always wear an explosive vest
If life’s getting just a little hard
Ahh...
Where to from here?
You can sew your sphincter shut with clothesline
You could paint your face with crazy glue
You can set your pubic hair on fire
If there's nothing better you can do
Ahh...
Where to from here?
Who’s gonna clean this mess up?
Story continues here: https://fawm.org/songs/137898/
@angelinapowersuit Mar 2022
I really like the simplicity of your chorus vs. very specific and detailed verses, which get kind of more outrageous as the song goes on. . . Man, those Ahhs sound like a 20-person chorus. Agree that this is a great mix, and damn I won't be able to stop "seeing" your sphincter line for a while. . . I'm not fully following the storyline of your concept line but I find it fascinating as well, and entertaining, and interesting back story, but not necessary for me to enjoy the song by itself.
@iwilleatyou Feb 2022
Your mixes sound very pro dude. Great chorus. Those Ahhs sound plush. Overall a feel-good song!
@robs Feb 2022
Good questions! (very topical unfortunately)
@arkka Feb 2022
Again, very nice! Uplifting and comforting! Really made me think too. Some might say that there's a powerful juxtaposition between the music and the lyrics and of course there is but I can easily imagine someone feeling this type of relief in the situation of the story so there's that too. Layers! Also, production-wise this is perfect. The bass & kick duo sounds particularly great. The ending sounds almost like a church choir. I wonder how the flock would react :D Love it!