Get a Room

Words by J. Posner

Fast tempo Music by L. Campanell

You see me coming round you flash it in my face

You see what I don't have and you invade my space.

I go home and soak my head inside my

precious anger

But you keep on going

Until my sanity's in danger

When I see you guys around I don't know what to think

It sure as hell isn't jealousy, but it sure is on the brink

I don't want it personally, but in a

Vague way

But I can't enjoy myself

Much to my dismay

But I can't complain, it's all in my brain

And the irony of it all gives me a stain

But I'm all fed up, with this stupid stuff

And The only lesson I will learn is life is rough.


So what the hell is the deal

Are you for real

I can't understand

This is a brain peel

Over me you guys loom

And all I gotta say is Get a Room


Yeah its hard to understand where you're coming from

Cause you go to a party just to get some

And you say you'll be there

For me, that you care

But you know you're a liar, to believe you is dumb

I'm crying out to you but how in hell would you know

You're so wrapped up, that everyone else is your foe.

So all you need to know is get up and socialize

You don't need to be on the couch get some exercise

if you want to stay there fine with me

But if you wanna keep your friends that ain't the key


Instrumental break



Words by J. Posner

Music by L. Campanell


Yeah I know someone who's a stalker

He's got issues to spare

He isn't much of a talker

Cause he is just unaware

He looks in at her sleeping mass

Just to watch her sleep

He leaves warm breath on the cold glass

But his dignity he will keep.

(fast guitar intro)


He says a big price she's gonna play

And I think he isn't quite right

He followed her on her birthday

And she made him leave that night.

Yeah that boy's gonna get killed sometime

He just isn't healthy it seems

But he doesn't think his love is a true crime

She's the subject of all his dreams

Yeah but all his friends think he's crazy

And all her friends have seen

He'd try harder if he wasn't so lazy

It's so weird cause he treats her so mean.


He's just a stalker from hell

It's almost romantic

The boy's heart just fell

It makes you kind of frantic

He's just a stalker fool

It comes out of a book

But if you play it cool

Just take a look

This boy needs a shrink bad

Or that is what we say

His biggest doubters are his Mom and Dad

They think it's all a play

We try to talk to him,

he pushes us down

He sees everything as dim

With a constant frown

But she doesn't want him back

She seems to have moved on

His whole world is black

He can't see a new dawn.


Instrumental break





Words by J. Posner

Music by L. Campanell

Life is such a cruel reality

Most guys don't make it, maybe two or three

Not some stupid punks who lose face

Not some talentless pukes from Centerville, O.H.

We say we're homies from the ghetto, We say we're streetwise and cool

But who the hell are we kidding, we went to public school

So we leave all that, and we start the show

We play our instruments, and we stay with the flow

Cause our exparation date is coming real soon

We stick out like a freakin' sand dune

Never ever mislead the people again

Cause we are evil evil is sin

You know it ain't so bad to be from the Midwest

Instead of the coast, and we're all a big mess

The Ohio kids are boring, they don't have enough sass

But the Ohio kids are gonna and kick your ass


Who are you when you said we wouldn't make it

Look at us today

We bring down the house in the Buckeye State

And across the USA

Yea we're freaky and we bust all day long

Moves on the stage

We have our own show, only friends no foes

So to the next page

Yeah quit looking at us cause we ain't from Long Beach

And we ain't from L.A. or Harlem, don't preach

But we still got the sounds

Enough to go around

We spew neat grooves

And hell, we got moves

We aren't the best, but we ain't the worst neither

We totally don't suck like a vacuum cleaner

Cause we are not fooling anybody here

We're from the suburbs we have hopes and fears

We got guitars, amps and drums

We write songs when the feeling comes

What you got to say to that



Instrumental break



Gremlin's Soul
Words by J. Posner
Music by N. Feuer

moderately slow punk beat

He lives
In his own pain,
And he watches
kids at play
he discovers
Stabbing his brain
Is the pressure
of his day
(bass comes in)
self esteem
say he's a crazy
they don't know him
and they don't try
at best is hazy
hes always sad
but never cries
But he never met a guy, that wasn't cool and fly
He can count his friends on one hand they're the ones that never cry
But if you take a good glance, and you give him a chance,
You'll find that he's an ass hole and he might deserve to die


What is it
Is it nothing
But a lie
Is it nothing
But a feeling
That escapes you
When you die

What is it
Is it nothing
But a feeling
We discover
We get by

He's a meanie
And a badass
With his razor
Sharp claws
any prison
Cannot hold him
He ignores
All the laws
Can you take it
Try to meet him
If he doesn't
Kill you first
Will you make it
And defeat him
As far as monsters
He's the worst


But you go up to his house he pours a cup of coffee black
And you better tell the truth or he will go and attack
And if you play your cards right, and get through the night
The mofo may stay sane, and he might not blow his stack




Tell Me
Words by J. Posner and L. Campanell
Music by L. Campanell and Noah Feuer

Spill your guts if you must
Start a fire in my ear
But I don't wanna care
about the rapture in first gear
Bring the mallet down on my aching crown
Exploding in pain
The words writhing down
Like a crazy cherry stain
You try to talk to me...but it's hard to see
With all this funky crap
You gotta pay a fee
Well you live in the slums but all I got is my drums
And I play em real hard
my whole life needs some Tums
Try to find but hide inside the kind of lies that never die that keep it loose you know the truth but you can see it in your eyes
Minivan, don't give a damn
You come with a smile
But if you wanna call my house
Get off your ass and dial

Tell me your name
I wanna call you
Right now
Since you play games
I guess we'll never meet
Are you insane
Carbonation gets to me
Pepperoni or plain
Why don't we wait and see

You're just a puzzle
A Rubiks cube of thoughts
Cause any crazy fool knows I can't be bought
Bring the pendulum down
Like in the Poe's tail
Cause if you try and try
Your sorry ass is gonna fail
Tried and true I'm promising you
A letter, a lie
Seeing with the third eye
Be cool, be right
Get through the night
As you cry dry tears
Sort through your fears
Hitting 4, pushing 5
Head so sore it needs a high
But you don't cause you know
it don't do no good
And you think it should
But I'm tired and worn
Fighting the song of the fight
Of the night
As the presence on
You find yourself wanting to call
Me, plain to see
That you can fall
Or is it you I wanna call


Yeah you knowits dope and smack have a heart attack take a lunch pack on your trip to the stack
And you break the mold they made you in gonna see you there, yeah
And its funky and its great you're gonna try on a size 8 yea cause the gate it
is your fate and it's too late to relate
Cause you crawl all over me like you was Sajak on TV
And you lose, you lose in the end


Tangerine Boy

Words and Music by L. Campanell

Yea and I knew this guy

He was great We was fly

And I could tell this guy

Anything that crossed my mind

I loved him

And sometimes hated him

But always at the end of the day

I'd love him again

He was a bro and nothin' mo'

You couldn't love him like that

Me all scattered and him my backpack

He's my tangerine boy

He smells so sweet

And acts so nice

Peel him open and bite into a slice

Bittersweet but you can't tell

My tangerine boy saves me from my own hell

Yea and he turned out to be

Someone who I could talk to

For a minute and he knew

What I would say next

So close but so far apart

You cannot tell what's in

My tangerine boys heart

Until one day

His heart taken away

By a girl who knew

She could do what she wanted to do

He'd never faltered

And stayed to console

But she tore him up

And bled his soul

My Tangerine boy

Oh how I love him so

Who know what he feels

He never lets it show

He's my tangerine boy

He smells so sweet

And acts so nice

Peel him open and bite into a slice

Bittersweet but you can't tell

My tangerine boy saves me from my own hell

And now I tried But than failed

Lost in the shuffle

Like a piece of mail

Like folded paper

And a clear message outside

But you just never know

What all is hidden inside

He's my tangerine boy

He smells so sweet

And acts so nice

Peel him open and bite into a slice

Bittersweet but you can't tell

Put me back on the shelf from where I fell

				Village Bicycle
				Words by J. Posner
				Music by L.Campanell
So I was sittiní at the lunch table
Listening to Usher on the radio
And I was wonderiní if I was totally able

To get through my life too young to know

The crowd of kids walked by now

As I looked at them, and then at myself

They get their loviní somehow

But itís dangerous to the mental health

(guitar section)

Could I ever get women like that crowd

No way, but that donít get me down

Cause do I really want to scream so loud

At a messed up bitch who flashes shit before town


Sheís the village bicycle

(ooh ooh)

Anyone with a quarter has a real good chance

Sheís the village bicycle

(ooh ooh)

The girlís a 24/7 hootchie dance

Sheís the village bicycle

(ooh ooh)

The guys with her know theyíll hit a home run

Sheís the village bicycle

(ooh ooh)

Since when is paying for your woman considered fun?

I think we all deserve better

We need an interesting girl who weíll all treat right

We donít treat her like a sweater

Roll the poor girl off when it becomes a hot night

I know I shouldnít be complaining

Any girl that I can get would be just fine

But inside her itís raining

The girl should be starting her own phone sex line(1-900-BIG-ONEZ)

She could change her own ways

And not be open 24 hours a day

Itís a big endless maze.

But she could keep being like that shit anyway.


Instrumental solo





The Pissed Off Song

Words by J. Posner



Lost my virginity at three years old

Camped out in the freezer to the freezing cold

Im just trying to discover

If Iíll ever find a lover

It just isnít fine

(no no)

Drink a cappuchino with Irish Cream

Fanticize phillosiphize like in a sex dream

 This thing is hell

Under my voodoo spell

This crazy shit isnít mine

(no no)


Well you can go into the therapy

Or watch some murders on TV

Just remember what you think

Who gives a damn,

im pissed




(at you and you)


Cause You donít let me be and youíre in control


(so you and you)

Get away from me!



Stand right there and smoke some weed

That shit is a real good deed

Look around

Stay on the ground

 Having a great time

(no no)

Be a ho or be a bitch

Donít care long as you repair your glitch

Break your neck

Hold on a sec

Iím sure going blind

(no no)


 Just go round and lose your brain

 Try and stand your unbearable pain

 Just remember what you think

Who gives a damn

Iím pissed








 			Movie of Your Life
                             Words by J. Posner and Lauren Campanell
		Music by L. Campanell

Lauren-Tell me what you want, what you want from me

Trying hard to keep it real, blinded what you canít see

Is that while I wave to you.. aw Iím waving you goodbye

The shit just hit the fan and flew into my eye but I

Could still see just what youíre doing to me

This ainít Melrose Place not fake like on TV

Riding off on a whim spending all your time with him

Better get a new idea cause your lightbulbís getting dim

This isnít an old flick sometimes the bad guys win

Youíre feeding on your ego get a fork and lets begin

Youíre not skating on thin ice but youíre floating in thin air

You seem so far away wonder if youíre even there

Iím going out of my way just to justify your state of mind

This time youíre over my line this is now kicking it live

Youíve done this before and youíre doing it again

How many times you gotta learn with him you cannot win



Youíre lying to me and youíre lying to yourself

This obession you have is bad for your health

Just sit right back and watch the movie that you made

90 minutes of lies until the picture starts to fade


Youíre lying to me and youíre lying to yourself

This obession you have is bad for your health

You forget about us, forget where you came from

Help wonít be there when you wanna get some



Some people look at me and they think then

That loser wonít get nowhere he belongs in the pen

The penitentiary I mean where good minds go to rot

Where the food is from last week and the weather is hot

Im not a delinquent here, just concerned about you all

How you could get pumped full of lead in the food court of the mall

Theres a sniper with a scope standing naked in the Gap

Right next to the homie with the boom box playing rap

Thatís just how I feel when weíre all around

Like youíll go beserk at anything, the slightest sound

Youíre so damn crazy about this guy you know

Its hard as hell but you gotta let go

It wonít ruin anything just give him some space

And then for other people leave a special place

So all I say is leave room for the small and weak

Cause when your man is gone youíll be up shit creek




Aw this ainít nothing but a game and you are the pawn

Like a mocking bird imitating the same song

Lift up your head and get a breath of air

Spending all your time in a self-absorbed lair

We care about yíall and weíre telling you now

Gotta get your own mind and weíll show you how

Making ties and breaking lies and coming clean

Your dirty sheen is washing away to the newfound light of day


None of that, Iím so goddamn pissed

Iíve been to hell and back Iíve had enough with this

Stick inside my head you wanna look around

What the hellís stopping you get off the ground

Trash my ass in to the mash you love to bash it wonít last

You try so hard to be normal, but then you smoke some grass

Never ever look at you in the exact same way

Can you earn my respect again, not today


Instrumental solo





Lyrics by L. Campanell

Try to cry but die inside - runnin' dry and down on fly meeting the lies of ties and your eyes gleam a hopeful sheen I hate to brake and make the happy fake it make it shake it take it away don't stay cant stay another day hey feel deal with the pain no gain whilstin' out again by the skin of your teeth and you try to preach to all you call and a fall from grace hit you in the face smack pack lack the point of view we once had idiots and suicide hurt you but only on the inside make your rents pay the pence and hurt lingers while

you play in 6 feet of dirt hurt them the most toast dead corpse host like life a trife don't gamble with the deadly dice

Its not that bad had never been seen worse than that back on a track to the past wallow swallow grief you are like a autumn leaf once so bight light filtering through you now faded and pale life ain't so swell and all

you can think is yall burn in hell you think we made me like this its not your fault at all - all your doing is

putting the lid on the cap ignore lack a face put you in your own place ya feel bad so sad wanna hurt you g'head it wont make you mad if your that bad but its just your fault you feel this way get out dis funk we all love you we say



Lyrics by L. Campanell

Everything is scattered like a little boy's room

Filled with hopes and toys and dreams made of blue

Uh huh oh yea and

tell me what do I do

When I cant stop lovin' you

Proclaimed like and angel lifted from the spirits high

Make its easy on me when the gods start to cry

Like a Dalmatian who's spots are like a 'bow

Like a flaming' cherry pie will make you wiser than you know

A profit ungh once said let my people go

Did he mean the heart? Did he mean the flow?

Ungh and tell me what do I do?

When I'm so in love with you

Proclaimed like an angel lifted from the spirits high

Make it easy on me when the gods start to cry

I drink my fruit juice only 10 percent legit

Givin' the advice than you start to quit

Should it make any sense when your not by my side

Brushin' off chocolate tears from the heavens high (distant) (Assuming there is one!)

A star like on TV and all I see is you

Behind the silkscreen the untamed little shrew




Lyrics by L. Campanell

I call you


Come upon us all

I call you Azreal

Because you only learn

From mistakes and hurt

Come and take


I hate for them to feel pain

But for my answers I have searched


So self involved using

Their personalities as tools


They never mean to hurt

But they're ignorant fools


Come Azreal


Be free

Please fly Azreal

You cannot change a person

But you can make them see


I've been there before

And thought about it longer


Whatever doesn't kill us

Only makes it stronger


And if your so afraid

Of being out of place

To be weak and sad

If you call the Azreal

Its only a moment of weakness

The last one you'll ever have


Come Azreal


Be free

Please fly Azreal

You cannot change a person

But you can make them see

Repeat and fade



(note, this next song was written by Lauren Campanell and is also part of her musical that she is writing)

When can love prevail over all that is wrong?

At what point does it define the lines drawn?

And what's it worth for it all?

Is it love enough to make through it all?

What is worth more?

His life or mine?

Is this what love

Is supposed to make us all find

In desperate times

We never thought might come

I could save him or die myself

Or die in trying

Is it dying for love or love dying?

I could keep it all to myself

Die inside live in my own hell

To everyone else they'd never know

To let it all out or wallow in sorrow

Or is it to myself that I'm lying

Is it dying for love or love dying





Lady Luck

Lyrics by L. Campanell

I was there that fateful night

Behind a wall I hid with fright

A man came by with a small shot gun

Blatant criminal on the run

He shot a man the head

Then left him for the dead

But dontcha know what's not fair

The wrong man is going to the chair

A runner - he was passing by

Heard the shot and heard his cry

Knelt down by the victims knee

"Please help me!" the victims plea.

Took his pulse and wrapped him tight

Wasn't enough that fatal night

He honored that dying man's plea

Shot him out of his misery

Trembling he dropped that gun

"Oh my god what have I done?"

I saw the whole thing and what can I do?

If I testify he'll shoot me too.

The runner was he was thrown in jail

This time justice didn't prevail

He went to trial and told his side

But the Jury sentenced "Take his hide!"

The real killer was a "wittiness " there

And the runner was sentenced to the chair

With a final statement the runner quote he,

" Oh, dear lord. Why'd it have to be me? "

I let that person die, why could I not see?

ÖThe killer is a better man than me.

2 people dead, neither of them knew

It's only right I shoot myself too.



Ode to Women, Ode to Men

			words by J. Posner

1, 2, 3, 4

Jordan-Leatherface stalking that bad guys we be talking

About what you gotta do marathon man is walking

Break into the way you know it ainít that time of day

Cause if you never look on back you know that shit

Wonít go away. So what

The hell you doiní to me on this sort of time

You wanna trash me down all the way it strikes me as sublime

The women go and run like I was short of well done

Reached my boiling point and the hell with having fun

Freddy Krueger with his nails spear my ass and my entrails

You can get back to where you came from this attidute is getting stale

You say Iím a loser but you call me the next day

Hell, Iím not an ATM but your ass makes me pay

When I say youíre losing weight you slap me and get all pissed

Fine with me, youíre getting fatter, bitch

Oh my bad, was I not supposed to say it

Shout the words across the land the message will relay it

First you want me to respect you, and thatís just fine with me

Iím all for womenís rights, and ladies on TV(PLAYBOY CHANNEL)

But when you give me nothing your feelings brand new

I feel like exploding and I wanna hit you


Oh once upon a time men and women were born

A long long time ago

Lets all talk about the differences between them

And why we should let them go

Oh once upon a time men and women were born

A long long time ago

Why the hell canít they just get a long

God himself doesnít know(YES I DO)























You think weíre bad tempered, ugly stupid and blunt

Lets not forget that thing you have only once a month

Try to remember what sort of mood youíre in then

Iíll give you a hint girlfriend, ya donít like men

Iím sorry I donít understand you , even if you plea

But walking in the Tampax isle embarrasses me

Even being in there, so long my masculinity drops

Hell, I even forgot yo I pee standing up!

So what Iím trying to say, your highness, of course

Is get off my back, god damn, Iím not your personal horse

I donít understand everything, Iím not too smart

Yes I drink, and I smoke, and I burp, and I fart

Yes, women piss me off so much and make me mad but then

I still wanna be with them, theyíre not half as bad as men







						Wake Up and Scream
						Lyrics by J. Posner
Bed sheets soaked with sweat so wet
But yet feeling like I have no faces people I havenít even met
Think about what you said and how I canít be a human being
Donít know my way, around a grisly scene so mean 
You plunge the needle home strike a vein make a clone
Of yourself and your friends telling you to hang up the phone
If youíre calling 911 on yourself losing a gamble on your life
Use up the drug cuts your brain like a knife
Wake up in bed thereís a pain in your head
You soak in puddles at home from being overfed
Pierce your nipples and your eyes
Pimp the streets like superfly, you get some charmin towels
But it donít soak up all the lies
Listen to my words ive been where you are today, feeling all the rage caged baby flambe
All the people who pretend that the world is gonna end
Crawl on me like a spider these wounds will never mend.


Theres a pounding in my head
(in my head)
Where nothing gets out so I woke up in my bed
Pick the scabs from your brain
(from your brain)
Cut yourself with a word no pain

Thereís a snake between my eyes
(oh my eyes)
With its poisonous lips and forked tongue to die
Eating my voice with his mind
(with his mind)
going to wake up and scream

Iíve seen shit, yet again 
that shouldnít be seen by any men
Like a damn rabid bat that we let out of the pen
The disease is free because youíre on your bended knee
And no matter how you run, you canít escape me
I say Damned if you do and I say damned if you donít
But if you ever go back, you know I cant and I wont
Try this shit yo  that I bought on the streets
It comes in a bag, yeah, tastes like candy so sweet
its gonna mess up your being and make you all squeaky clean Like you eating the liver with that damn fava bean Get away from me now, and this nightmare is expanding Give your life to a habit but its all so demanding Take the words that I say never jump down below But if you walk Ďcross the line, your ass can never let go Chorus Instrumental solo Chorus End