Song about Jace -

[Jackie Chin]

I am like re-writing the song "Flight of Icarus" by Iron Maiden, into a Jace song because everytime I listen to it at work I sing it as "Fly on your way like a deagle, fly as high as a blunt." So here's what I have so far, it's kinda meant to be a goofy song about jace but have some serious tone to his mentality.

Flight of the Jacerus

As the fires burst, above the ground,
A soldier stands on the field.
As the ground melts, to the first flame alight
A bullet shatters the still.

His eyes are ablaze,
See the sandman in his gaze.

Fly on your way, like a Deagle,
Fly as high as a blunt ,
On your way, like a deagle,
Fly and touch the blunt.

Now the smoke breaks and a young boy appears
Looks the soldier in the eye
As he spreads his weed and shouts at the man
In the name of God my father I fly.

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the drug of a dream.
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his weed turns to ashes to ashes his grave

Fly, on your way, like a deagle,
Fly as high as a blunt,
On your way, like a deagle,
Fly as high as a blunt.


(Solo)

On your way, like an deagle,
Fly, touch the blunt
On your way, like an deagle,
Fly

Fly as high as a blunt.

Here's my video of me singing it. Yes I am horrible. But whatever.

 

[Jackie Chin]

Here's my recording

Ok I have returned, with recent events going on I kinda want to do another song lol. If you guys want to help me out you can, the unedited portions of the song are highlighted in red.

Stairway to 9/11

There's a soldier who's sure all that vapors is gold
And he's buying a stairway to 9/11.
When he gets there he knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word he can get what he came for.
Ooh, ooh, and he's buying a stairway to 9/11.

There's a sign on the wall but he wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke from the weed,
And the voices of those who sit looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the voices will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hemp growth, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the Gail queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is hurting and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The Coporal's calling you to join him,
ParkourDude, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we street race down the road
Our deagles taller than our soul.
There walks a dude we all know
Who shines a light and wants to show
How vapor still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To toke up and not to troll.

And he's buying a stairway to 9/11.

 

[Arctic]

Christ, you really are obsessed with him aren't you?

 

[DeagleDad420]

Here's my recording

This is art, you are art, everything is art.

 

[Jackie Chin]

This is art, you are art, everything is art.

Thanks dude