Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
There is no more beautiful thing
Than the swan that’s unpredicted
The improvised creation
The standard deviation
The fire out of control
When the actor breaks the role
Random human error
Down the rabbit hole
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
There’s no big idea like
The improvised creation
The rejected assumption
The abandoned presumption
Mis-informed and confused
Optimized to amuse
A story made of dreams
A consciousness of memes
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
Is this what we believe
Or is this what we know
Is this who we are
Or is this what we show
Sanctioning the voices
Curating the choices
Digging in the data mine
Enforcing the party line
A sponsored solution
A color revolution
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
We are our own oppressors
We are are own confessors
Promoted and approved
Existing or removed
A pattern recognition
Ranked in position
Tracked and observed
A server that is served
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
Following the thread
Mistaken and mislead
Anger and division
Reward and revision
Addictive duress
Encouraged and suppressed
Monitored expression
Internalized repression
Illusion of freewill
Swallowing the pill
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
Algorithm & Blues
Meanwhile I’m still thinking
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
Reality Show
Is all that we know
Reality Show
Is all that we know
This side and that side
in a morality play
The enemy is each other
While reality slips away
Chorus
Now we feel anger
Now we feel fear
Plugged into the machine
All we see and hear
Chorus
The ugly truth
Or the story book
Close your eyes
Or take a look
Careful what you ask
and what you doubt
Might get what you want
You might fight out, that its a…
Chorus
Can’t see the fire
Just shadows on the wall
Watching you for when you slip
Push you when you fall
Chorus
We are always the hero
In the story that is told
But reality gets real
And reality gets cold
Chorus
Reality Show
Reality Show
Reality Show
Reality Show
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
The champagne glass is broken
The wine spilled on the floor
credit card is overcharged
There’s a knocking at the door
There’s a ticker tape parade
is now paper on the street
The pyramid has crumbled
There’s cracks in the concrete
Chorus:
The party is over
But the groove is just getting started
The party is over
But the groove is just getting started
The future has ended
And the past never occurred
Nothing is for certain
The lines have been blurred
History is changing
The emperor wears new clothes
In the time between the kingdoms
When the monsters are exposed
Chorus
The chaos is real
But the crisis was manufactured
Leaders lost control
The mythology has fractured
Demons have been summoned
They can no longer be curtailed
People going crazy
Once their gods have failed
Chorus
The show must go on
But the cast has lost the plot
Open for suggestions
But the messenger was shot
Soldiers have come home
Bill has come due
House is burning down
From the ashes rise something new
Chorus
The broken glass is half full
It’s later than you think
The vintage is now
It’s time to take a drink
The old ways are shattered
But the news ones still ain’t done
The party is over
But the night has just begun
Chorus
The party is over
The party is over
The party is over
The party is over
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
Dispute the contention
Belief in suspension
Find the connection
Explore imperfection
The long emergency
Not your cup of tea
Change definition
Rethink the position
Outside the tradition
Beyond opposition
Crossing the line
Outside the design
The idea is half the battle
The thought doesn’t occur
Danger averted
Threat is deterred
Chorus:
Answer the question
Question the answer
Let your light shine
These strange days you are
A Rock-n-roll thoughtcrime
Follow subscribe
To what is decreed
Click to agree
To what is agreed
Out in the cold
A story untold
Increase the tension
Defy the convention
Unable to mention
Another dimension
Across the great divide
Swimming against the tide
Read between the lines
Attention to the signs
A rock-n-roll crime
Outside the paradigm
Chorus
Piece it together
A flash in the feed
A glitch in the pattern
A flaw in the creed
The oracle has spoken
The zombies have woken
The words that you read
The box that you checked
The thing that you said
Is now incorrect
Infallible pronouncement
Virtual denouncement
Mob emancipation
Auto cancellation
Update completed
Opinion deleted
Chorus
Panic button virtual signal, shadow ban
Click bait gaslight fundraising scam
Anonymously sourced, smear campaign
Social reinforced, group think shame
Soft power narrative, blame control
Derangement propaganda, fear push poll
Slid in the slot
The tribe that is wrong
Thinking the thought
That doesn’t belong
The outrage machine
No space in between
The tacit resistance
Socially distanced
Where language is violence
A riot of silence
Under control
Down the memory hole
Ghosts from the past
Toppled and harassed
Tightening the screws
Algorithm and blues
Chorus
Chorus
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
We catch each other in the eye
A momentary observation
Gather up the information
Rapid fire calculation
Got your facial recognition
Analyze your disposition
Decode your combination
Offer up your explanation
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
Don’t need no ticket to be free
Cause we both hold each other’s key
Completed the investigation
Filled out the evaluation
Preceded by your reputation
On the edge of cancellation
Your profile and your avatar
Your social media reportoire
Nothing left to mystery
Your gender race and pedigree
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
Don’t need no ticket to be free
Just you to be you and me to be me
Assign you to your new position
Summarize your definition
Lst your virtues and transgressions
Down to your essential essence
We are always heroes in the stories that we tell
With the best intentions on the road to hell
Everybody gets to point the hand of blame
Everybody gets their fifteen minutes of shame
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
We got your identity
Don’t need no ticket to be free
Just you to be you and me to be me
Jagger Richards
ABKCO Records ©1968
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet boy
Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy
But then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock-n-roll band
Cause in sleepy London town there’s just no place for a street fighting man
Hey think the time is right for palace revolution
Cause where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Chorus
Hey say my name is called disturbance
I’ll shout and scream, I kill the king, I rail at all his servants
Chorus
Music and Lyrics by Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) ©2022
Well I’ve been thinking of you
And I wonder what you’re doing at home
I think I’d like to phone you up
Just to tell that I’m alone, I’m alone
I’d like to pop a bottle of wine
And drink it down with you
Tell you all the things that are on my mind
Just to see what you would do, what you would do
Well our life would be a breeze
And we could make things through with ease
If the day came when I could see
The one that I love set free
Set free
It seems to me that we are all alone (It seems)
In this world sometimes (We are alone)
It’s filled with people who follow each other (It’s filled)
And make up each other’s minds (With people whop follow)
I know there are parts of you
That you show to nobody else
I also know some parts of you
That you hide from yourself, from yourself
Well they say knowing too much is a danger
In the end it will drive you insane
It can change things inside your head
And cause you a very great pain, great pain
I’d just like to see you be free
The way we’re supposed to be
Instead of locked up in a cage
Still a prisoner at your age
Ah but some days I feel as if powers beyond measure (Some days)
Are telling me where to go (I feel they tell me)
They send me strange places, introduce me to faces (They send me)
That tell me things I didn’t really want to know (And they tell me)
I just want to see you be free where you belong
I just want to see you be free where you belong
I wanna see you be free where you belong
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
I’m counting on you to show me the way
I know it’s something that’s hard for you to say
You can’t really talk to me about your life
But I want to see the world through your eyes
You really can count on no one
No one can give your their thoughts
Still there is something that’s the same for all of us
I’m trying to find it and see what it is you’ve got
Chorus:
Glad to see that you’ve made it
Past the minefields and the downfalls of your youth
Glad to see that you’ve made it
I’m amazed at all that you’ve been through
There’s nothing a teacher can teach you
That you don’t have to learn yourself
You had to go and seek your own truth
That can’t be given from one generation to its youth
And if you follow your elders
Spend your time hidden in their shelters
You would never have found your own way
You wouldn’t be who you are today
Chorus
Chorus
Music and Lyrics by Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) ©2022
You’re gonna lose yourself
If you confuse yourself
You’re gonna be someone else
If you don’t choose yourself
You got to resume yourself
Or you’ll consume yourself
You got to be yourself
If you want to free yourself
Chorus:
Disintegration Blues
Disintegration Blues
I tried, to talk to you
But I, can’t seem to get through to you
Don’t want to be your lover
I just want to see you get it together
Chorus
Chorus
It ain’t easy
To find yourself alone
Choose your own path
Work it out on your own
I’m trying to find
A way to relate
Reach out to you
Carry the heavy weight
Chorus
Chorus
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © ℗ 2022
We are the germs
And we’re here to kill you
We are the germs
And we’re here to kill you
It’s our only job
Cause we’re the germs
We are the germs
And we’re mad as hell
We are the germs
And we’re mad as hell
We are going to get inside you
And that would be nice
La La La, La La La…
We are the germs
And we don’t keep our distance
We are the germs
And we don’t like resistance
We are going to get inside you
And that would be nice
We are the germs
And the battle’s raging
We are the germs
And the battle’s raging
You are going to give in to us
You just can’t win, it’s no use
La La La, La La La…
We are the germs
We are the germs
We are the germs
We are the germs
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
The cards are dealt
the chips are down
The joker laughs
and wears a crown
The dice are loaded
and the wheel is spun
Heads you lose
and tails they won
You passed go
but didn’t get paid
They moved ahead
you got delayed
they ran the bank
You paid the rent
You missed a turn
They took a percent
Chorus:
Too big to fail
Too high to fall
Can’t do without
Come bail me out
Too big to fail
Too high to fall
Can’t do without
Come bail me out
Too big to fail
Too high to fall
Too big to fail
Too high to fall
Refinance
consolidate
Lower the payment
With a favorable rate
Promises made
Signatures signed
Pieces of paper
with nothing behind
Bundled together
and sold in the dark
double the bets
Call in the sharks
Blow up the bubble
Let the good times roll
spread out the margin
Dig in the hole
Chorus
Too Big To Fail
Too High To Fall
Too Big To Fail
Too High To Fall
Make me an offer
I can’t refuse
Give me odds
That I can’t lose
Deal me a hand
From the deck that’s stacked
Grease my palm
with a tight kickback
Give me a gift
That I don’t need
Make me loan
That’s guaranteed
Shake my hand
Look me in the eyes
Ask no questions
hear no lies
They got the railroad
you got the rail
They got the card
Said get out of jail
Temple lenders
Know the game ain’t fair
But all that is solid
Melts into air
Chorus
Chorus
Too Big To Fail
Too High To Fall…
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
Chorus:
Here we singing
There we singing
Revolutionary Rock
Here we singing Revolutionary Rock
Bailing out the the banks
shared sacrifice
Concentrate the wealth
Spread out the price
The lesser is evil now is more of the same
No matter what the face
No matter who the name
Chorus
The drone strike is real
in the video game war
Spending down the funds
driving up the score
Who are we fighting
and what is it for
Game over now
Not playing any more
Chorus
The enemy is always
just outside the gate
Selling greed and fear
Two minutes of hate
The kingdom now is falling
The hour is getting late
Destruction is coming
In order to create
Chorus
We’ll keep on singing
And knocking at the door
The sound of the tune
It’s a song you’ve heard before
Can’t stay forever hid behind the walls
We’ll be singing revolution till Babylon falls
Chorus
Chorus
Words & Music: Eric Winston
Motihari Brigade Music (ASCAP) © 2022
I can see you Morningstar
I know who you are
I can feel you in my dream
You have never gone away
Like a reflection on the sea
I can sense your quiet light
Resting your body next to me
Heartbeats entraining through the night
Morningstar
Morningstar
Like a rising falling prayer
I can tell that your still there
Silent bringer of the day
You are with me everyday
You were the only one for me
I recognized you right away
Like an old friend that I just met
From another lifetime I forget
Chorus
Silent bringer of the day
I can hear the words you say
I see the smile in your eyes
I see the child deep inside
My guiding star through the years
I am drawn to your light
Twinkling like a fairy maid
Shining goddess in the night
Chorus
Chorus