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The Red Album

by Charles Michael

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1.
Six Days 04:27
At the starting of the week At summit talks you'll hear them speak It's only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April Fools' day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late We'll all go running underground And we'll be listening for the sound Its only Wensday In your shelter dimly lit Take some wool and learn to knit Cos its a long day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It's only Thursday You feel the shaking of the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday? Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Although that shelter is your home A living space you have outgrown It's only Friday As you come out to the light Can your eyes behold the sight It must be doomsday Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Aint it funny how men think They made the bomb, they are extinct Its only Saturday I think tomorrow's come I think its too late I think tomorrow's come I think its too late Think tomorrow's come I think it's too late Think tomorrow's come I think it's too late...
2.
When raindrops fell Down from the sky The day you left me An angel cried Woah, she cried An angel cri-i-ied She criiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiied...
3.
(instrumental... or is it? O.o)
4.
We were at Tuesday Morning I got a couple notebooks And some chewing gum And you got a bunch of cookies And some watermelon soda I grew a mustache and I shaved it off So I could go to the record store on Leggett Drive I love everyone there And everyone loves me. I listened to your record all over again Trying to figure out what you said What did you mean when you said "And you're working for no one but me?" It's about life, I said to myself... It's about life.... "At the end of the 400 hallway Right by the band room" You looked at me with a face And you said "But baby, I think I love you..." I tried to figure out what you meant by that I don't understand everything, you know I haven't lived as long as you have I haven't breathed as long as you have I said to myself, you can't possibly love me I'm a lazy freak who sits on his butt And plays Grand Theft Auto all day I don't get my schoolwork done And my music sucks But nevertheless, you said to me "I love you" What was I to say? What was I to do? So I left the building and went back to my job at the record store The boss says I've been out for hours Where the hell have I been? So I tell him where I've been... He fires me and sends me back to Tuesday Morning And now here I am, talking to you...
5.
One, two, three, WAAAAH Suzy? (yes...) Suzy Creamcheese? (yes?) This is the voice of your conscience baby, uh I just wanted to check one thing out with you, you don't mind, do ya? (What?) Suzy Creamcheese, what's got into ya? Lady Madonna Children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money When you pay the rent Did you think that money was heaven sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase Sunday morning creeping like a nun Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace See how they run Mister Dobalina, Mister Bob Dobalina Mister Dobalina, Mister Bob Dobalina... Zilch, China clipper calling Alomeda China clipper calling Alomeda The moon was shining, on the naked night Your Slayer T-shirt fit the scene just right Through smeared mascara I looked into your eyes and saw a lie You told me stories about your chickadees They didn't like BB guns or stupid archery You charmed the lifeguard He let them use the pool all day for free Then the conversation stopped And I looked down at my feet I was next to you And you were right there next to me Then I say (Yeah she's a star collector, collector of stars She only seems to please young celebrities Yeah she's a star collector, collector of stars Oh, it won't take much time, before i get her off my mind...) Girl If you're wondering if I want you to I want you to So make your move Cos I ain't got all night Plastic people Oh baby, now you're such a drag (Uh huh) It was twenty years ago today When Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play They've been going in and out of style But they guaranteed to raise a smile (Getchoo, uh huh Getchoo, uh huh Getchoo, uh huh Getchoo, getchoo, getchoo...) So may I introduce to you The act you've known for all these years Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Right! (I'm dreaming of a...) (Hey la, hey hello ah) (Another pleasant valley sunday...) (Only in dreams...) Dead On my head Wasting time On my own Sleep Rescue me Take me back To my home (lord, take me home!) For the times That you wanna go and Bust rhymes real slow I'll appear Slap you on the face and Enjoy the show Oh, this dope nose I remember, doo doo I remember, doo doo I remember, doo doo They had a swimming pool I remember, doo doo I remember, doo doo I remember, doo doo They had a swimming pool And they thought it couldn't happen here They knew it couldn't happen here They were so sure it couldn't happen here But... Suzy? El lobo rabioso la quiso morder Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender Quisola hazer quer no pudiese pecar Ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera Riu riu chiu la guarda ribera Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera And in the end The love you take Is equal to the love You make (Something in the way she moves) (She's a wonderful lady) Let's hear it! Before we get taken awa-
6.
Why have you done horribly To a slobby old freak like me You did everything that you could To ensure that my days can't be good I think that you have died to me Because you have been lying to me You would tell them my secrets too What have I done to hurt little old you? I've done nothing to hurt you so But now I think it's time to go I need to leave you by yourself I think you need professional help You need more help than I ever would Your good friends are not treating you good Your good friends are making you one of them I think you need some new, better friends Why won't you listen to me when I say Every time that you ruin my day I just want to curl up in a ball and cry I just want to kill myself and die Won't you listen to me when I yell That my life is an earthly hell I don't wanna deal with your shit I can't take any more of it More of it More of it More of it Oooh, oooh Ohhh, ohhh Ohhh, ohhh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh
7.
I am a feeling My life is a feeling My gender is a feeling But my feelings are not feelings I guess you got triggered by my statements that are facts But you don't care, you'll just give me the axe Once you find something I say that you don't agree with You'll kick me out of your group, doesn't matter, I'll just leave it I AM A FEELING I AM A FEELING VALIDATE ME I'M JUST A FEELING AND I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA HIT THE CEILING, CEILING I am a feeling My eyes are a feeling My skull is a feeling My skin is peeling, that's not a feeling I think you could use a little contradiction So you can distinguish what is fact and fiction You need to spend more time with your Christian mom and dad They love you and they want you and they miss you real bad BUT I AM A FEELING I AM A FEELING VALIDATE ME I'M JUST A FEELING AND I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA HIT THE CEILING, CEILING What am I fighting for? Take the hinges off the door Don't wanna love me no more That's great, it'll be like 2008 What do you want from me? Cos you can surely see There's something wrong with me That's fine, it'll be like 2009 I am a feeling My foot is a feeling Your face is a feeling And I'm feeling really sad, I think I'm gonna go mad
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(Something is bubbling... Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling... Bubbling... Bubbling, bubbling... Daddy...) (I'd rather die tomorrow Than live a hundred years without knowing you.) (And-and I-I look at you, and I'm... I'm home...) (Woah oh oh oh) You got that poisonous love That's gonna kill me when I die-ie-ie Yeah, you got that poisonous love That's gonna kill me when I die Cos when you bit me like that snake I hung my head and I cried (Woah oh oh oh) You got the serpent's sense of touch That makes me wanna say your name You got the serpent's sense of touch That doesn't make me feel the same And when you bite me with your words of hate All my precious feelings change (Woah oh oh oh) (Poisonous lovin') Your kisses and hugs were just a distraction (Poisonous lovin') You used my love to get some action (Poisonous lovin') My love to you was like a transaction (Poisonous lovin') You gave me hell while I gave you compassion Oh my baby Your love is poisonous You said I was crazy But I told you there was more than this You're so lazy But you told me to go get a job I don't wanna marry A hypocritical douchebag slob You got that poisonous love That's gonna kill me when I die Yeah, you got that poisonous love That's gonna kill me when I die Cos when you bit me like that snake I hung my head and I cried (Woah oh oh oh) Cry Why don't you cry for me Die You said you'd die for me Lie I knew you'd lied to me Why'd you say goodbye to me? (And now, an auditory representation of what the inside of my head sounds like...) Ahhh! Raaah! Reeee! Ohhh! etc... (I don't understand...)
9.
(Do you think people really care for each other?) It's not weird to be deliberate I think it's weird to be illiterate To put your life on autopilot And live without a care of anyone other than yourself It's not weird to be articulate I think it's weird to be immaculate I don't understand why is it So hard to care about anybody else It may be hard to be constructive It's certainly easier to be destructive But I'd like to live and let live And not have to worry about anybody else It's not weird to be deliberate But it's weird to be inconsiderate If you're a lazy fat fucking piece of shit You probably need some help You probably need some help I said you probably need some heeeeeelllllllp.

about

THE RED ALBUM
by Charles Michael
1. Six Days
2. An Angel Cried
3. The Debil's Toy
4. Peace Of Cake, Piece Of Mind
5. Zappa Weezer Monkee Beatle
6. Falsetto 1397
7. I Am A Feeling
8. Poisonous Lovin'
9. It's Not Weird To Be Deliberate

Recording commenced on April 20, 2019.
"Six Days" was completed on April 20, 2019.
"Peace Of Cake, Piece Of Mind" was completed on April 29, 2019.
"An Angel Cried" was completed on April 29, 2019.
"The Debil's Toy" was completed on April 30, 2019.
"Falsetto 1397" was completed on May 19, 2019.
"Zappa Weezer Monkee Beatle" was completed on May 29, 2019.
"Poisonous Lovin'" was completed on May 31, 2019.
"It's Not Weird To Be Deliberate" was completed on May 31, 2019.
"I Am A Feeling" was completed on June 4, 2019.

DECEMBER 23 2019 EDIT: Originally, "It's Not Weird To Be Deliberate" was track 10 of this album, and track 9 was a song called "Staples In 2003", a song in which I sang lyrics containing hate towards nonbinary people. That song has now been taken down. Of course, it can't be completely removed from the face of the earth, as this is the internet where nothing can truly be erased, but I have recognized that what I sang was wrong, and I have taken steps to bettering myself of that repugnant behavior... a giant step being removing "Staples In 2003" from this album. I apologize for what I said, and I wish not to write a song like that again. If you're a trans or nb person, you're more valid than valid and I applaud you for being your true self. Thank you for understanding. P&L, CM.

credits

released June 13, 2019

All songs produced by Charles Michael.
Track 1 composed by Charles Michael, Brian Farrell, and Dennis Olivieri.
Track 2 composed by Charles Michael and Bob Gaudio.
Track 5 composed by Charles Michael, Frank Zappa, Rivers Cuomo, Brian Bell, Matt Sharp, Scott Shriner, Mikey Welsh, Patrick Wilson, John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison, Richard Starkey, Davy Jones, Micky Dolenz, Michael Nesmith, and Peter Tork.
All other songs composed by Charles Michael.

and this album is dedicated to
Brian Bell
Jason Cropper
Rivers Cuomo
Matt Sharp
Scott Shriner
Patrick Wilson

For the list of samples, peep this Google Doc: docs.google.com/document/d/1lXzsQ14_4tNArT9MNTOocxIvoKqTyCnsT8X3nufrAs0/edit?usp=sharing

All original compositions on this album are in the public domain.

Peace and love, Charles Michael.
June 13, 2019

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If I don't release something on June 13 or October 31 of any given year, please assume something dreadful happened to me.

Hi, I'm Mx. Charles Michael (they/them) and I make music for my Universe.

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