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I describe my ongoing lyrics writing projects. Where I get my ideas, how I match my words with other people's music, which little helpers I use...

pool of blood II

I'll make the laconic verse - "a cleaner wipes the kitchen clean..." - the last one, serving as an outro, and insert an additional verse: years of anger under lids burst in a killing spree staying together for the kids who are the casualties And, since...

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pool of blood

I had written, yet not quite finished, three verses. a pool of blood on the kitchen floor tells a bitter tale a family that now is no more a home that is for sale a row that had gone out of hand rage suppressed too long caused a normal fam'ly's end ???...

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correcting & rewriting my proof-read lyrics yet again

It's not as bad as it might have been... I checked (re-checked actually) all my lyrics for possible "if versus when" errors, typical errors Germans make when speaking or writing English. I'm German, I'm no exception. In the end I modified three lyrics:...

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the battle's won - done

might need a little 'tweak' here and there, but basically it's done: conflicting chiefs and groups fight for superiority there is no lenience towards alleged enemies marauding gangs create a climate of anxiety there is no hope left for decorum and propriety...

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if or when?

Mixing up the words "if" and "when" is a typical German mistake when speaking or writing English.Both translate to the German word "wenn". "if" can also mean "falls", and "when" can also mean "als". But when(!) you have the German word "wenn" it can be...

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the battle's won

Just an entry in my 'scrap book', for the time being: the battle's won, the war is lost our country's devastated ruined are all prospects for our future generations there is no comfort there's no justification too many lives has it cost - the havoc we...

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indulging in my rhyme addiction

they shot a missile 'cross my day I watched my thoughts fade away I'm hoisting up the flag of truce though I was told there was no use I found my lover in my bag I pulled her out to have a shag they took my hand, stowed it away I've got another, so that's...

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