Count Me In - SpinTunes 16 Round 2

[neutronflow]

Number Line by Timothy Patrick Hinkle

the overpass approaches so I start to fortify
my mind before the fear of falling can disrupt my stride
just seven stars burn hot enough to show up in the sky
the rest in an electric blanket bundle up and hide

the chain-link fence though anchored deep in masses of concrete
seems less substantial than the wisps of softly glowing cloud
and though my eyes report a solid path beneath my feet
I feel my body falling toward traffic crushing and loud

One, two, three, four...

I’m not counting footsteps, but my footsteps keep the beat
I’m not counting seconds left to get across this street
I’m not counting cars as they roar past on the freeway
the numbers just weigh down my head so it doesn’t fly away

halfway across the bridge I find I’m frozen in one spot
each car that rolls beneath me sends a tremor through my knees
I start to count, one, two, three, four to block out panicked thought
the permanence of numbers forms a lifeline I can seize

One, two, three, four...

I’m not counting footsteps, but my footsteps keep the beat
I’m not counting seconds left to get across this street
I’m not counting cars as they roar past me far below
I just hold on to the numbers to pull free of vertigo

I’m not counting footsteps, but my footsteps keep the beat
I’m not counting seconds left to get across this street
I’m not counting cars as they roar past on the freeway
the numbers just weigh down my head so it doesn’t fly away

[Chumpy]

8-bit Love
by Jerkatorium

hey babe, I got a clever hack
that’s guaranteed to pop your stack
you know, I can help ya understand
all my eight bits are set
I’m not like any guy that you’ve ever met
I’m the operator, be my operand

one, two, four, eight
sixteen, thirty-two
sixty-four, one-twenty-eight

eight bit love
it's an eight bit love
it's at maximum
all bits are ones

This eight bit love
is comin' straight at you
this eight bit love
evaluates as true
I got 111111111 la-la-la-la love love love

hey babe, those other guys are jokes
with all their fumbling PEEKs and POKEs
you know, they don’t speak your native tongue
not now, but maybe sometime later
when love is stored in your accumulator
you will come to know that I'm the only one

REPEAT CHORUS 1

they tell me we’re unhealthy
they tell me that I’m obsessed
they’re gonna try to take you away from me
when my mom & dad have you repossessed
and under house arrest
still got my 11111111 la-la-la-la-love

eight bit love, it’s an eight bit love
it’s at maximum it’s all ones
this eight bit love, my dad can not abide
when he yells at me to go outside
I scream 11111111 la-a-la-la love love love

[Caravan Ray]

Peak Misery
- caravan ray

The pressure was building up
The pressure was building up
The pressure was building up, I could feel it
The pressure was building up

For the past 2 weeks I could feel it coming nearer like a freight train ominously rolling down the track

5-4-3-2-1
Lookout, here it comes
My baby says she's done with me
Leaving me in peak misery
5-4-3-2-1

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na

Nailed it on the head
Yeah I nailed it on the head
Totally, I prophesied exactly what she said
Apparently a chap like me who maps his life extensively on spreadsheets is not what the ladies really want in bed

Misery Level 1 - that's a paper cut
Misery Level 2 - is the flu
Misery Level 3 will bring you existential gloom
If her hand is on the door you are at Misery Level 4,
and if she walks on through
Mister, that's when you are at...
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery
Peak Misery

[Pigfarmer Jr]

Gal For Me
Pigfarmer Jr
Shadow Entry

The first thing she said to me
Whenever we first met
What the fuck are you looking at
And do you have a cigarette?
I don't mind telling you
She caught me off guard
She pulled out a stogie
Yeah, she lit up a cigar

That should have been the second sign
That she's too much for me
And as you listen to this tale
I'm sure you will agree
I don't mind telling you
She keeps catching me off guard
Talking 'bout a knife fight
Yeah, she showed me her scars

She told me she liked me
Said that she'd be mine
Gave me to the count of ten
To make up my mind
I guess it is easy to see
She's the gal for me

Some folks say three strikes you're out
I suppose that is true
But I'm not gonna press my luck
'Cause she might not approve
I don't mind telling you
She still catches me off guard
Every night when she comes home
From drinking whiskey at the bar

She told me she liked me
Said that she'd be mine
Gave me to the count of ten
To make up my mind
I guess it is easy to see
She's the gal for me
I guess it's easy to see
She's the gal for me

[BoffoYux]

We were inspired by all the great count ins and downs of modern music, and how the anticipation of the song starting would do something to you.
It hits an emotion that gets your adrenaline flowing and excitement for your favorite song. We added a bunch of actual sample intros to show how visceral it can be. You KNOW these songs, and how they will effect you. Enjoy!
-BYD


"When The Band Counts Down"
Boffo Yux Dudes

I think you can understand
Waiting for your favorite band
To break into your favorite song
You wish it wouldn’t take so long

When the band counts down
You can’t wait for that sound
Your great anticipation
Melts away your aggravation
When the band counts down

When you go out to see them play
You wish that they could stay all day
Means so much more than you can say
To hear that count when you hit play

When the band counts down
You can’t wait for that sound
Your great anticipation
Melts away your aggravation
When the band counts down

(bridge)

Four brief numbers
Put you back in touch
Four brief numbers
Say so very much

When the band counts down
You can’t wait for that sound
Your great anticipation
Melts away your aggravation
When the band counts down

[owl]

Blood on the Tracks
by Vowl Sounds

The first time that they met was a Saturday night
She was standing by the jukebox
Looking for some change
So he handed her a dollar, asked her for her name
And they slow-danced in the darkness
While the Temptations played

Count the ways I love you
One, two, three, four, five
They never got much past that
Other things on their minds

One kiss became a thousand
One night, a hundred more
It all seemed like perfection
Till he knelt down on the floor
Opened up the box
And opened up his mouth
But he couldn't get the question out
Before it all went south

"No, baby, don't you leave me,
Was all our love a lie?"
"I never promised you forever
But we had a few good times"

Broken-hearted, begging
"Please see me one last time
Meet me at our bar tonight
I just want to say goodbye"

Bullets spray the jukebox
One, two, three, four, five
The record goes on turning
Through the broken glass inside
Yeah, count the ways I love you
One, two, three, four, five
If I can't have forever
At least I'll hold you till we die

[BoffoYux]

NAPALM
by OutLyer

I feel like I’m coming straight out of a fire
Maybe I lost my mind
But I’m running out of time

Can you see me?
Cause I’m right here
Counting my fears like 1,2,3,4
I know it gets a little difficult to see when the smoke comes rising up, the smoke is rising up

I feel like I’m coming straight out of a fire
Maybe I lost my mind
But I’m running out of time (X2)

1,2,3 come with me
From the bottom of the church
That I seem to be in
Like a dream it feels so relieved
But then I realize all the burning in the leaves like

Fires burning as you can see
High above on the tapestry
My god a catastrophe
The pyro in new is released

I feel like I’m coming straight out of a fire
Maybe I lost my mind
But I’m running out of time (X2)

I feel like I’m coming straight out of a fire
Maybe I lost my mind
But I’m running out of time (x2)

[BoffoYux]

Steve Stearns - The Fibonacci Sequence

Leonardo Bonacci wrote a book, Liber Abaci
Back in Western Tuscany, in the 13th century
He discussed geometry he saw a symmetry
(That he applied to breeding bunnies)
Start with none, then you add a one
Add another one you get two

It's a Fibonacci sequence
Every number is the sum of the two before

Zero and 1 is 1, 1 and 1 is 2, 2 and 1 is 3, 3 and 2 is 5, 5 and 3 is 8
That's how you calculate a Fibonacci sequence

Now this discovery wasn't new you see
It was noted in biology
Expressed in trees in the number of leaves, and also ancestry
You can see a Fibonacci sequence in gastronomy
Just count the buds on a romanesco broccoli

It's a Fibonacci sequence
Foundation of the golden ratio here we go

Zero and 1 is 1, 1 and 1 is 2, 2 and 1 is 3, 3 and 2 is 5, 5 and 3 is 8
That's how you calculate a Fibonacci sequence

1) Fibonacci can be found in the symphonies of Debussy and Erik Satie
2) Golden ratio is crucial to the work of Mondrian, Dali and Da Vinci
3) Apply it to astronomy, see a spiral galaxy
4) Just take a look around you, I guarantee that you will see

A Fibonacci sequence
Foundation of the golden ratio

Zero and 1 is 1, 1 and 1 is 2, 2 and 1 is 3, 3 and 2 is 5, 5 and 3 is 8
That's how you calculate a Fibonacci sequence

[Cybronica]

Mandibles - Breathe

Breathe

Wake up breathless in the night
Heart is racing, chest is tight
Air slips through in wracking sobs
Eyes obscured with pounding throbs

God, if you’re there listening
Please lead my mind to dream

I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
No one can release this feeling
I can’t breathe

Sleep won’t come to save me here
Nor quell this wild primal fear
When eyes are closed, the demons creep
And steal away my chance to sleep

Can anyone hear me call?
Is anyone listening at all?

I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
No one can release this feeling
I can’t breathe

I want to call for help but there’s
No one to answer my despair
So I remember melodies
My mother once had sung to me

The numbers call her voice to me
She whispers softly sage advice:
“To calm your fear, breathe mindfully
To calm your mind, sing something nice”

Breath
(1 2 3 4 5)
Hold
(1 2 3)
Release
(1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8)

[MicahSommer]

Chuck and Juanita
Micah Sommersmith

Chuck and Juanita, two old lovers
With a love that’s forever young
In their hearts they share a song,
And each sings in the other’s tongue
One day Chuck says to Juanita, “Mi cariño,
¿cómo me quieres? Dime pues.”
She says, “Oh you silly man of mine.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways:

“You know where we’ve been
Those were the days
Sharing microwave dinners on our TV trays
And I like what romance can be,
You save me when I sink, O love,” she says:
“Siete ocho nueve diez.”

Chuck and Juanita, two old lovers
With a love that’s forever young
In their hearts they share a song,
And each sings in the other’s tongue
And one day Juanita asks, “How do you love me?
My love, tell it all.”
Chuck smiles at his beloved
“¿Cómo te quiero?” he says, “te lo cuento ya:

“Juanita, mi amor, tú eres mi gran placer
Es ridículo que tanto me puedes fortalecer.
Por favor dime si estamos más enamorados mañana que ayer.
Seven eight nine ten,” he swears.

“You and I, ai ai ai
Tú y yo, whoa whoa whoa
One two three, quedémonos aquí
Cuatro cinco seis, this is the place”

Chuck and Juanita, two old lovers
With a love that’s forever young
In their hearts they share a song,
And each sings in the other’s tongue

Chuck and Juanita

[Ross]

Don't Blink by Ross Durand

You got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little fingers
And 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little toes
Two eyes, two ears, but you only got one nose
There’s 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, pennies in a nickel
And five more in a dime
Ain’t it nice when life is simple
But that changes over time

Now you turned 13, 14, 15, 16
I can’t tell you anything
Well I can say it, but you won’t hear it
I guess you think I’m just muttering
You remember when life was simple
Wish you knew it’s simple still
CAn’t wait to see who you’re becoming
Like I know I will

So I Don’t Blink
Cause every little bit counts
I take it all in, And let it sink in
In large and small amounts

Now you’re 17,18,19, 20
Out in the world you go
You don’t look back
But I can’t stop watching
Life ain’t simple, don’tcha know


And I don’t blink
Cause every little bit counts
I take it all in and let it sink in
In large and small amounts
(but who’s counting)


I see you once in a while
And you’re twice the person I ever dreamed you’d be
You said three little words and off you go
To be happy for eternity
But you know life ain’t always that simple
Like your finding out
And now you got one of yer own
That you can teach to count

And they’ve got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little fingers
And 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little toes
Enjoy it while their life’s still simple
Cause that changes as they grow

And don’t blink
Cause every little bit counts
Take it all in and let it sink
In large and small amounts
And don’t blink

[mikehoover]

In memory of six year old Faye Swetlik who went missing from our community Monday, February 10, 2020, and is now an Angel in Heaven.
lyrics

(Shadow)
Please Come Home Faye
02-14-20

Two hours since you’ve been gone
I’m all frantic something’s wrong
Where’d you go girl, what should I do
Let me know where to find you

Six hours since you’ve been gone
And we still cannot find you
Everybody searching, calling your name
Without you I’m so insane

A whole day since you’ve been gone
So many searching, no unturned stone
People bringing flowers from all around
Praying to God you will be found

Two days since you’ve been gone
My heart is aching, I just want you home
Not knowing where you are causes so much pain
I fear I will never see you again

I count the minutes, I count the hours, I count the days you were taken away from me
I wake up every morning hoping it was all a bad dream, in agony, can hardly breath
My heart was ripped out when you were taken away. Please come home Faye
Please come home and play

[RobStevens]

Count Me Out
by Rob From Amersfoort

you can always apologize
take me out roll the dice
but your non-stop wining
ruins all the dining

count me out
I’m bored
ain’t gonna talk no more
count me out
I’m bored
ain’t gonna say no more
count me out

you stand me up
like I'm not here at all
like I just exist
at your beck and call

count me out
I’m sure
ain't gonna wait no more
count me out
I’m sure
this ain’t gonna work no more
count me out

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

you can count me out
count me out
you can count me out
count me out

[Angelastic]

After Dining in Dictionopolis last round, we went for another Phantom-Tollbooth-inspired song this round; we're pretty much committed to making a Phantom Tollbooth album at this point. The challenge made Digitopolis the obvious place to go, and my first idea was a true sequel, Dining in Digitopolis, about the subtraction stew scene, but we ended up writing about a scene from after Milo leaves Digitopolis.

The Terrible Trivium
by The Quantifiers

The Terrible Trivium asks
a terribly trivial task. 

Milo, move the sand from here to here (with tweezers)

So Milo moved a grain of sand
and Milo moved a second (or a minute or an hour)
and Milo moved a third and fourth
and days and weeks unreckoned. (If only he had such a power)
And after quite a while
he’d barely made a pile.

You can count to stupendous amounts
and you can count them back down to one,
But you’ll have found in the end if it counts
Or if your progress amounts to none.
It might be easy, and it might be fun
But you can count on getting nothing done.

The Terrible Trivium asks
two terribly trivial tasks.
Milo, move the sand from here to here (with tweezers)
Tock, transfer the water well to well (with an eyedropper)

So Tock picked up a drop of water
and moved from well to well (or well too badly)
and Tock ticked through the seconds and third
for how long, he could not tell. (he did it gladly)
and while much time went by,
the well was still quite dry.

You can count to stupendous amounts,
and you can count them back down to one
But you’ll have found in the end if it counts
Or if your progress amounts to none.
It might be easy, and it might be fun,
but you can count on getting nothing done.

The Terrible Trivium asks
three terribly trivial tasks.
Milo, move the sand from here to here (with tweezers)
Tock, transfer the water well to well (with an eyedropper)
Humbug, dig a hole right through the cliff (with a needle)

The Humbug made a scratch in the cliff
And whistled absentminded (his mind’s not there)
and Humbug made a third and a fourth and a fifth
He really didn’t mind it (he did not care)
His whole mind went quite numb,
His hole could fit a thumb…

You can count to stupendous amounts,
and you can count them back down to one
But you’ll have found in the end if it counts
Or if your progress amounts to none.
It might be easy, and it might be fun,
but you can count on getting nothing done.

You can count to stupendous amounts,
and you can count them back down to one
But you’ll have found in the end if it counts
Or if your progress amounts to none.
It might be easy, and it might be fun,
but you can count on getting nothing done.

It might be easy, and it might be fun,
but you can count on getting nothing done.