Readers of this blog may find many themes in this song VERY FAMILIAR. Almost as if EC completely has the ability to foresee the future. He’s the guy to back here if you ask me.
Elvis Costello - Couldn't Call It Unexpected No. 4
What does “it” refer to? I certainly have a guess given the timing. When the economy is controlled and rigged against someone like me my entire life, it does whittle down one’s options quite a bit. The cruelty visited on us is truly monstrous and I hope everyone will find out about this all too true story. Watch them put up those walls. Watch them roll those barrels at our our feet and you will behold the enemies of humanity. Please everyone shine that LIGHT on them! It’s the private plane people who made a KILLING on 911 and their big bioterrorism project that they won’t let drop. This I know and SO DO YOU.
The good news is that the situation into which I was maneuvered led me to get a ton of knowledge and blackmail about these people. My handlers always talked way too much. They may have rivers of money but a lot of their minions are mind controlled dim bulbs who are devoid of appeal and desperate for attention, Evil alignment is inherently rather stupid. Not an insult, just facts.
They got all the money and we got all the pain. With your help, we can turn this around.
Couldn't Call It Unexpected No. 4 lyrics
I saw a girl who'd found her consolation
She said, "One day my Prince of Peace will come"
Above her head a portrait of her father
The wilted favour that he gave her still fastened to the frame
"They've got his bones and everything he owns
I've got his name"
Well, you can laugh at this sentimental story
But in time, you'll have to make amends
The sudden chill where lovers doubt their immortality
As the clouds cover the sky the evening ends
Describing a picture of eyes finally closing
As you sometimes glimpse terrible faces in the fire
We'll I'm the lucky goon
Who composed this tune from birds arranged on the high wire
Who on earth is tapping at the window?
Does that face still linger at the pane?
I saw you shiver though the room was like a furnace
A shadow of regret across a young mother's face
So toll the bell or rock the cradle
Please don't let me fear anything I cannot explain
I can't believe, I'll never believe in anything again
National ransack. They went after Napoleon. They were the carpetbaggers and now they fly around on their private planes thinking that they are untouchable.
EC sings a Bob Dylan song about the murder without retribution club
Elvis Costello - License To Kill
These 2 are nobody’s fool.
License to Kill
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Man thinks ’cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don’t change soon, he will
Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he’s bound to get ill
Then they bury him with stars
Sell his body like they do used cars
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there facin’ the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, he’s hell-bent for destruction, he’s afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies
But there’s a woman on my block
Sitting there in a cold chill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot
That might be all that you got
’Til your error you clearly learn
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he’s fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way
Now, there’s a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Watch a charming couple make a badass hook in Protools
Lydia Caesar and Wavy Wayne show how a song is constructed using Protools software.
The Police - King Of Pain
King Of Pain Lyrics
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a little black spot on the sun today
(That's my soul up there)
It's the same old thing as yesterday
(That's my soul up there)
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
(That's my soul up there)
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
(That's my soul up there)
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
(That's my soul up there)
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
(That's my soul up there)
There's a blue whale beached by a springtime's ebb
(That's my soul up there)
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
(That's my soul up there)
I've stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
King of pain
There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
(That's my soul up there)
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
(That's my soul up there)
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
I've stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
King of pain
King of pain
King of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
Elton John - Mellow
Always sending our best to glitter hero Elton John. There is a great energy coming from his direction.
Mellow lyrics
Elton John
Cool grass blowing up the pass
Don't you know I'm feeling mellow
I love your roman nose, the way you curl your toes, baby
Make me feel so mellow
It's the same old feeling I get when you're stealing
Back into my bed again
With the curtains closed and the window froze
By the rhythm of the rain
You make me mellow, you make me mellow
Rocking smooth and slow
Mellow's the feeling that we get
Watching the coal fire glow
You make me mellow, I make you mellow
Wrecking the sheets real fine
Heaven knows what you sent me, Lord
But God this is a mellow time
Going down to the stores in town
Getting all the things we need
Don't forget the beer, my little dear
It helps to sow the mellow seed
And it can't be bad, all the love I've had
Coursing through my life
Down in the pass where the wind blows fast
And mellow's, mellow's feeling right
You make me mellow, you make me mellow
Rocking smooth and slow
Mellow's the feeling that we get
Watching the coal fire glow
You make me mellow, I make you mellow
Wrecking the sheets real fine
Heaven knows what you sent me, Lord
God this is a mellow time
You make me mellow, you make me mellow
Rocking smooth and slow
Mellow's the feeling that we get
Watching the coal fire glow
You make me mellow, I make you mellow
Wrecking the sheets real fine
Heaven knows what you sent me, Lord
But God this is a mellow time
You make me mellow, I make you mellow
Wrecking the sheets real fine
Heaven knows what you sent me, Lord
But God this is a mellow time
Wrecking the sheets real fine
Heaven knows what you sent me, Lord
But God this is a mellow time
Rita Wilson & Jackson Browne - Let It Be Me
GORGEOUS song alert!
Let It Be Me Lyrics – Rita Wilson & Jackson Browne lyrics
I bless the day I found you
I want to stay around you
And so I beg you
Let it be me
Don’t take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever
Let it be me
Each time we meet, love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be?
So never leave me lonely
Tell me you love me only
And that you’ll always
Let it be me
Oh, each time we meet, love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be?
So never leave me lonely
Tell me you love me only
And that you’ll always
Let it be me
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Say that you’ll always
Let it be me
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Now and forever
Let it be me
Now and forever
Let it be me
More bootlegs from EC’s fascinating residency in NYC
There is a story being told here despite the many restraints that have been placed against his right to free speech.
I know I’ve been getting hints about a past life in the South we may have shared for quite some time. It didn’t end well as you can imagine. Could this have been EC/Napoleon? I can recognize this personality and his complicated tendencies. I wouldn’t rule it out. We seem to always have lots of problems and drama. Hopefully this time we’ll do some good and we won’t destroy each other. I do remember some things from past lives but he seems to remember a lot more than I do. We’re going to have to work it out, whatever is going on.
It’s crazy we have to keep dealing with the same villains over and over. There is a parasitical presence on this planet that will not just let us live. It seems every lifetime, we are even more trapped and constrained. It’s probably because we remember past lives that we’re not as scared as our enemies would like us to be. What a mystery.
I have to say the irony here is that our enemies might have had more luck getting rid of us had they let us be together given our past but I guess they felt they couldn’t risk it. I did explain at length that our combined energy is extremely volatile and dangerous and if it isn’t channeled well, we’re in big trouble. But if we play our cards right, we really do have the power to improve the world, if we are supported.
Complicated Shadows
Well you know your time has come and you're sorry for what you've done
You should've never have been playing with a gun
In those complicated shadows
Well there's a line that you must toe
And it'll soon be time to go
But it's darker than you know in those complicated shadows
All you gangsters and rude clowns
Who were shooting up the town
When you should have found someone to put the blame on
Though the fury's hot and hard
I still see that cold graveyard
There's a solitary stone that's got your name on
You don't have to take it from me
But I know what I spake
You think you're like iron and steel
But iron and steel will bend and break
In those complicated shadows
Go!
Sometimes justice you will find
Is just dumb not colour-blind
And your poor shattered mind can't take it all in
All those phantoms and those shades
Should jump up on Judgement Day
And say to the Almighty "I'm still stinking of sin"
But the jury was dismissed
Took his neck and they give it a twist
So you see you won't be missed in those complicated shadows
You can say just what you like in a voice like a John Ford film
Take the law into your hands
You will soon get tired of killing
In those Complicated Shadows
Complicated Shadows
Complicated Shadows
Complicated Shadows
Go!
Many stay brainwashed because they are terrified of feeling they don’t belong.
Adolf Eichmann said he just wanted to belong. This human need to belong is foundational to SO MANY mind control operations! When I had agents hounding me, provoking me over and over to sound like an “antisemite” I had to finally tell them that I am directly descended from a rabbi on my mother’s side. One of them changed her tune in a second and said, “so then you’re one of us!”
They pretend they are Jewish and then they behave very badly in order to frame Jewish people. If you go by their actions, they are left hand path satanists. That individual was - probably still is - a US government employed Q agent who lied constantly and who kept trying to guilt me into supporting Trump because of the “pedophiles”. Well, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she works for “the pedophiles”. That’s the enemy within at work paid by our tax money and many tears.
Q - like many other enemy within projects - is all about about fake belonging. Hopefully we can get through to the fearful.
