Jam Mechanics

Oh That? That's Episode 10 of szn 4 of Jam Mechanics, Baby. We finish out the season by defying all expectations and proving our worst enemies wrong
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Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.
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----Bug's Song-----
Title: The Storm
Prompt Page: Jester --> Punch and Judy --> The Devil
Lyrics:
I ain't scared of The Devil
I don't believe in Bad Luck
They tried their best to convince me
but the grift never stuck
Because the Devil's just Thunder
When you hear it you hide
its just the sound it makes
The Danger outside

Go to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your head
you are safe from the storm while you sleep
The crashes you hear, so far off, nowhere near
cannot hurt you when you sit with me
When I was young, just a kid, my own mother told me this
that storms were the gods in a fight
I imagined the battle, the roar and the rattle,
was the lord keeping watching in the night

So I ain't scared of The Devil
I don't believe in tall tales
She tried her best to convince me
that's where everyone fails
Because the Devil's just Thunder
When you hear it you hide
its just the sound it makes
The Danger outside

So go to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your head
its not God who keeps watch over us
Its the roof that we built, its your pillows and quilt
that your mother and I put our trust

we're cursed by a god with illusion of choice
when survival depends on the one to destroy
and we're judged as a sinner as if we could stop but
I will put you in the crib before I put you in the coffin

so I ain't scared of The Devil
I don't believe he exists
But someone had to invent him
and I am damn scared of them

So don't go out in The Storm, love
Not because of the noise
The thunder is harmless
It's only the voice
So don't go out in The Storm, love
Not because of the noise
The thunder is harmless
The Devil's their voice

---- Matt's Song -----
Title: The Vulgar Tongue
Prompt Page: June Gloom --> Colloquialism --> Slang
Lyrics:
they hear us coming but they don't know where we're coming from
they see us perching at the edge of the town
we talk in circles and we gabble in tongues
and we crow like the birds
on the slope of the church
picking eyes out of fresh cadavers

we're c c coming we're c c coming oh

we are the very dregs, that leaked onto your kitchen floor from a hole at the bottom of the barrel
we are the nameless things that sing you to a restless sleep crouching at the outside of your window
we are the urges you can't purge, the easy lies you tell, the flies that gather in the eyes of cattle
we are the thoughts you bat away you can't ignore, like the rotten tooth you tongue and dig around in when you're bored
and we're coming
(we're c c coming oh we're c c comin oh)
solo

they hear us coming but they don't know where we're coming from
they think they're safe if they plug up their ears
but there's a backdoor to every heart
and we knock just to check
if it could take a kick
and we paint a red cross on the timber

we're c c coming we're c c coming oh

you are the favourite children, lauded above all, the shining sceptre at the centre of creation
you are a princess, just a grotesque mess of senses, you're an empty car just begging to be driven
can you imagine what's like to be the bedrock of the world, to realise your purpose is just to be stepped on
well you know what, don't you worry bout it child - you hear that knock? soon you won't have to imagine

we're coming

Episode 9 won't disappoint you like a Big Boy Yoda. We talk brushes with fame and our biggest bombs before both writing bangers

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.
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--Bug's Song--
Title: Just Because
Prompt Page: San Diego Comic-con --> San Diego Pride --> June Gloom
Lyrics:
There's no funeral, there's no wedding
it's just a random weekend in February
but the gang's all here and ready to hang out

This ain't sick leave, this ain't work-from-home
this is pure shit, uncut PTO
3 full days, no chores, no plans somehow

The kids grew up and all moved out but everyone's back in town...

Just Because! We put it on the Calendar
Just Because! we liked the way it sounds and we're
just some buds travellin to hang around Just Because...

And just because is as good as any reason
Because Just Because just makes it easy
Just believe it does, Just Because

It's not a diet, or a lifestyle
its just a little unexpected but I thought I'd try it
my friends are looking at me like they're shocked
It's not a burger, it's not nuggies
It's not either of the two foods you'd expect of me
Its a brand new side of the menu that I've unlocked

The kid's grown up his palette, I have just ordered a salad...

Just Because! I'm monchin' on a salad here
Just Because! I liked the way it sounds and we're
Just some buds taken on the salad bar Just Because

And just because is as good as any reason
Because Just Because just makes it easy
Just believe it does, Just Because

I can tell ya something if ya say I never told ya
The secret is the vinegar, your ears are baking soda
I need to keep it quiet if you lean a little closer
The only thing that's keepin ya from doin' what you're doin'
is often not enough to stop ya if you wanna do it
It doesn't take much to get the motivated movin'

you may have thought you hit your limit
but here's two words to fix it:

Just Because! we're having such a better year
Just Because! we liked the way it sounds and we're
just some buds finding out the power of Just Because
---- Matt's Song -----
Title: Criss-Cross Applesauce
Prompt Page: Rube Goldberg-> Boob McNutt -> Jester (via Buffoonish)
Lyrics:
you might be guided by the cards
or the full moon's gravity
pick a path by plotting stars
or the patterns in the leaves
add up numbers in the bible
til you land on sum you like
if you're really having trouble
ask your friends for some advice

feed a universe of data
to a planet-sized machine
maybe god will call back later
within 7 working weeks
baby throw yourself at anything
at anyone at all
to get the sense that this direction you are stumbling in's the one that leads you home

but if the cards are shuffled badly
and the moon pulls only tides
and the leaves clump all together
and the stars slip out of line
and the bible's numbers add up to
42069
and your friends suggestions get you guessing they're out of their minds
if the algorithm feeds you only ads and right wing news
if god's call center's automated
and no one puts you through
baby throw yourself a party
invite everyone you know
sit beside them criss-cross applesauce, this chaos is the closest thing to home

grab yourself a cushion make yourself as comfortable
as the uncarpeted kitchen floor allows
friends, i love you endlessly but you would never know
cause I never say that sort of thing out loud
above us see the sky fissures and rends itself apart
while beneath us magma boils at the core
and in between this room of us, the circle will break only once
the last of us has fallen to the sword

What up Girl! We both come back from our holiday break with EXCELLENT stories from home and no, we won't apologize.

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.
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----Bug's Song-----
Title: Oops!
Prompt Page: Robotic Surgery --> Waldo (short story) --> Rube Goldberg
Lyrics:
Oops, I'm sorry, my fault, my bad
yikes, I screwed up, whoops, I flubbed that
on your left, no right, frick! dammit
I get those mixed up by habit

Franz Ferdinand, shot in the head
Basic ass duke reppin' simple cause and effect
I'm like if Dr Frankenstein and Rueben Goldberg ever met
killed by my creation but with 20 extra steps

Oops, I'm sorry, my fault, my bad
yikes, I screwed up, whoops, I flubbed that
on your left, no right, frick! dammit
I get those mixed up by habit
Someday I'll get out of my way
Someday I'll get out of my way

Sometimes the glass is half full but it was empty when you left it
sometimes your mom's boyfriend's dentures are at the bottom of your beverage
and when a pessimist would spit it up and curse his rotten luck
the desperate would suck it up and plug his nose and chug

Oops, I'm sorry, my fault, my oops
yikes, I oops up, whoops, I flubbed that
on your left, oops right, frick! dammit
I get those mixed up by habit
Someday I'll get out of my way
Someday I'll get out of my way

Another Domino! fallin while you're walking away
Another Domino! falls and you just call it a game
Another Domino! Falls and it was never the same
Another Domino! Falls And you're absolved of the blame

Oops, I'm sorry, oops my oops my bad
oops you, I screwed oops, whoops, I oops
on your left oops, no oops, I...
I get those mixed up!
I said: Oops, I'm oops my fault my bad, my oops
yikes screwed up oops I flubbed that
on your oops, whoops oops, frick, dammit
I get oops oops oops oops dammit

Someday I'll get out of my way
Someday I'll get out of my way
Someday I'll get out of my own way (oops)

---- Matt's Song -----
Title: JMCC
Prompt Page: Happy Days -> George Lucas -> San Diego Comic-con
Lyrics:
let's go to jam mechanic comic con
let's go to jam mechanic comic con
meet me in gary Indiana
Bring the hydra and alpaca
let's go to jam mechanic comic con it's where we belong

You'll see cowboys and vampires
Socialist mayors
Board games, puppets and smoke detectors
A liberal kitty and a family dog
Getting their shit rocked by ichard noir

AND IF YOU GET HUNGRY WE'VE GOT YOU COVERED

An army of dead dads eating popcorn
I think curdled milkteeth is what happened to john
Cthulhu stuffing his mouth with some balls
Shimmy to the left cause captain stanley's got a gun

LET'S GO TO JAM MECHANIC COMIC CON
...

AND AFTER DARKKKK

Amelia earhart's doing white lines
With a guy in the corner looks a little like a lion
Agamemnon's laying pipe but he's just warming up
Here's you at a party with my uncle in a headlock

An angel and a devil are making out hard
Odin's in the garbage patch getting pardoned
Someone's fur prince got stuck in cement
The angel and the devil are making out again

LET'S GO TO JAM MECHANIC COMIC CON

oh and wikipede is also here

They Jam now? They Jam now! Listen to find out who gets got (Hint: It's not Jason). We talk Batman vs Darth Vader and confidently make up facts about robots

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.
If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!
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----Bug's Song-----
Title: High Note
Prompt Page: Anachronism -> Retcon -> Happy Days #Chuck Cunningham Syndrome
Lyrics:
Going out on a high note, callin' it quits
don't wait for the moment we wish that we did
they'll be sad that its over (but glad it exists)
don't get caught hanging on when the alternative is

Someone come get your boy wayne gretzky
his grasp on fractions is at best a bit sketchy
you miss 100% of the shots you don't take?
Can I see your calculator, Wayne?
if you don't shoot you can't miss, can't mess up
let them think you're the best of what you've done
not what you'll do when you've got nothing left to prove
just quit while you're ahead

[Chorus]

Maybe we should've cut the mics at the first standing ovation
should've packed away our picnics before the end of the parade
cuz when you watch it peter out and now the band has long since passed
the confetti on the ground begins to look a lot like trash
if the magic's in the middle it means you went a bit too far
lets go home at intermission, leave the people wanting more

But will they notice you're missing? will they notice you're gone
will they send out a search party or convince themselves you're not
will they notice you're missing? will they notice you're gone?
everyone reminisces whether you like it or not
whether you're ready or not

Going out on a high note, callin' it quits
don't wait for the moment we wish that we did
they'll be sad that its over (but glad it exists)
don't get caught hanging on when the alternative is

---- Matt's Song -----
Title: Stones
Prompt Page: Immunotherapy -> Organ Transplantation -> Robotic Surgery
Lyrics:
hey
can you hear me
I've been waiting for your call
there is nothing on this rock and
I am slowly breaking down

I don't think you
ever taught me
how to fix these faulty things
Now I am rusting
I'm eroding
I am code upon a screen
Somewhere 40 million miles from here

This planet, barren and lonely
This body, weathered and dull
This mission barely makes sense to me
Guess I'll just check the manual

These arms extending out forward
Reaching for something unknown
Waving up at a blue dot in the sky
Hey guys am I ever coming home?

hey
is it okay
if I miss you,
I don't want you to feel like I'm a burden
when I call you just to talk

I am pulling at my wires
trying to find what makes me tick
figure I might plug the right thing into the right place by mistake
And floating in the burnt red air
Somewhere 40 million miles from here

That planet, emerald and sapphire
This body, shiny and new
This mission finally over and
I rest in the cold light of the moon

These tracks extending out backward
Show all the places I've gone
But each hill's the same as the last one
Hey guys am I ever coming home

This planet, barren and lonely
This body, weathered and dull
This mission barely makes sense to me

There must be something I'm missing
One last unoverturned stone
Hey guys am I ever coming home?

The world will never be the same after this episode. We're here to talk shop and hawk sauce in the 6th episode of szn 4.
Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.
If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!
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----Bug's Song-----
Title: Flattering!
Prompt Page: Poison Ivy -> Allergy -> Immunotherapy
Lyrics:
I don't begrudge flat-earthers cuz I think that they're crazy or insane its just
a pity for their party thats based purely on their laziness

cause there's mountains of evidence that help make it clear
that our planet's a shape and that shape is a sphere
and I fear that insisting we've already won
will prevent us from doing whats yet to be done

cause I have a dream and I need you to get with it
earth isn't flat and if you, too, are sick of it

Join Us, Help Us, make coins and coasters jealous
The earth isn't flat (yeah, you don't have to tell us)
When there's no way, here's our will:
we won't die on this hill
We're not Flat Earthers... we're earth-flatteners
we'll get much further than that tin foil hat of yours

We work all day to achieve the great flattening
a pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!

There's no subscription fees, neither monthly nor annual
just one flat rate and we hand you the manual
we'll start with the mountains 'cause how could we not
when the low-hanging fruit is the highest of rocks
once we're smooth as a cue ball we'll need to start kneeding
then plan the next steps at the quarterly meeting

cause I have a dream and now you're in the thick of it
the earth isn't flat and we're all just plane sick of it
[Chorus]
We work all day to achieve the great flattening
a pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!

and faith can move mountains but damn, when I'm done with 'em
moles will look down on the ground that's become of them
When you had a dream and no one understood it
to get back at all who have told you you couldn't

Join us, Help us, we employ the overzealous
The earth isn't flat yet, and damn does that compel us
head to china, grab your chisel and I will meet you in the middle
we're not flat-earthers, we're earth flatteners...

I have a dream, but whether its happening
you all believed, and damn is it... Flattering!

---- Matt's Song -----
Title: Someone's Gonna Change The World
Prompt Page: War on Terror -> Misnomer -> Anachronism
Lyrics:
open up the curtains let the darkness in
the emperor expired in his bed
and now the power vacuum that was left by him
and filling in the air above our heads

Gunships littering in the sky
Fuel cells glittering like diamonds
And all us ordinary folk
Gathering below
Oh oh oh
And we've got fire in our eyes
Up there someone's gonna change the world
But the world down here's in short supply

Who do you expect us to rise up against?
The armies or the admirals or the gods?
Might as well suggest we turn the river running through the town back on itself
and flood the mountain tops

Mainsails blocking out the moon
Spent shells falling like a heavy rain
And all us ordinary folk
Gathering below
Oh oh oh
And we've got fire in our eyes
Up there someone's gonna change the world
But the world down here's in short supply

At night I dream like everybody dreams
I wake up I've forgotten what I've seen
No matter who prevails up there above
The meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the same

Tomorrow there'll be champagne for the rich
But the only thing that trickles down is piss
You could cut the head off every king
The meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the same

[Chorus]