Dan Bull

[fox69]

"Red Dead Resentment"

"Red Dead Resentment"


I had dreams of starring in spaghetti westerns
I'd be Clint Eastwood
But he's tough, and better dressed
But luckily for me
There is a way to live my fantasy
The Red Dead franchise
Will let me be that man for cheap
My own family won't even know me
I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
I saw the trailer for the game
And thought my brain would fall away
It made my morning great
Tore away the ball and chain
I say I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
Now hang about a moment
While I saddle up my pony
I'm ready to roam
Into the desert alone
Stepping into the unknown
Heading in westward ho
Ahead of the heather the zephyr has blown
I'm there for the treasure, the throne
Whenever I get it I'm setting off home
To my homestead
Where I'd better declare my intention to own
Red Dead Redemption
But wait
What did we forget to mention?
A simultaneous release on Steam?
No intention
But why do you feel the need
To tease the PC players?
To keep us waiting is the cheapest sales technique
The same as GTA is
So yet again the Steam train's been delayed
Come on, Rockstar
That's a cheeky way to treat a mate
Yeah, make us pay upon the day you brought it out once
Then port to PC after about
Ooh
Twelve months
Back in the 90's you guys were PC pioneers
The kind I'd like to buy a beer
Here's my shoulder, cry a tear
Now you provide a new title every five years
On proprietary gear
Just let me buy it here
See, I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
If Sergio Leone was only owned by Sony

Fkin' blow me
I'm sorry I said that

 

[fox69]

"Refurbishing The Domain Of The Nerdcubed (Nerd³)"

"Refurbishing The Domain Of The Nerdcubed (Nerd³)"


This is who?
Nerdcubed, using Dan Bull's voice-box
Bringing that arcade sensation as the coin drops-
Into the slot and the screen flickers on
The girls scream and struggle to keep their knickers on
If you're fed up with frantic editing
Gigantic lettering
And hammock-centric extroverts manically bellowing
Then Dan's your sedative
A passively clever kid
Who rarely throws a tantrum
In fact, I don't think he ever did!

It's not a place for haters to hurt noobs
It's the ever-loving domain of the Nerdcubed!
The kind of place to play such an absurd tune, as this
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
(I say!)
It's the domain of the Nerdcubed

Hey guys! Check out this crazy game!
It's called MEME SIMULATOR three thousand and... something
It's wacky! It's wack- look how wacky I am, too!

Hey!
No more procrastination
Just pure fascination
With the sort of games that one just has to play, sure
Discovering a rating is my number one aim
But I'm not a YouTuber, just a guy who loves games
So if your preference isn't obstreperous recklessness
But giving deference to 80's pop culture references
And you totally recall that woman with the third boob
You're in perfect company... with the Nerdcubed

The Nerdcubed
The Nerdcubed
The Nerd-who?
The Nerdcubed

 

[fox69]

"Return"

"Return"


[Hook:]
Sliding doors divide and all
The nightmarish corridors
Will all fall
Behind you

Sliding doorways divide
And all the winding corridors fall away behind
Rays of light serenade my eyes
And wide white clouds parade the skies
After days and nights of grey
It's quite breathtaking in such amazing sights
I've paid the price, stayed inside
And it's been great but I need to say goodbye
The grape is ripe so maybe I should build the bottle
To fill the bottle, taste the wine
Now I've found how to savour life
All thoughts of pain inside fade and die
I take the fight to paper, hibernate and write in waiting
'til it's time to face my fright and take the mic
I've made the right choice in raising my voice
And reclaiming life's joys

[Hook]

If you've ever had a dream then chase it
Cos it's dreams that make us more than meat for grave diggers
Do you really want to remain faceless
Cos you dated aspirations but became faithless?
Be safe, stay put, each day's painless
Or regain faith, though we face dangers
Be brave, courageous, behave audaciously
My teenage daydreams made me famous
But being flavour of the week
Leaves a taint on the tastebuds, so I need to shape up
I tighten the laces in each of my trainers
Then retrace my steps to when I believed I could get
To each place I set my aim on
Not accepted fate, and reshaped my destination
I've not reached places yet that truly take my breath away
I'll never til the day of my death

[Hook]

[Khaya Dlanga:]
We've had a really lovely time
But I ought to make a move
I've things to do
And I'm kind of assuming that you do too

The end is almost here
Here we go
Finished

 

[fox69]

"Return To Skyrim"
(feat. Harry Partridge)

"Return To Skyrim"
(feat. Harry Partridge)



By the nine, it's been five long years since I've come here
So I think I'm perfectly entitled to cry one tear
And now I want beer
And I need a mead and thanks to this bucket we don't have to buy one here
I've just baked up a fresh batch of sweetrolls, would you like one dear?
I should head back to my Hearthfire before the Dawnguard start lecturing
But my belly's full and inventory's empty so we'd better get adventuring
Pick up a weapon
Then pick a direction
Then pick a dungeon that we're entering
No fast travel, just treasuring every texture that's rendering
Quest:
Reliving our memories and carving out some new ones
With newer and shinier hardware you can do whatever you want
Is it just me or have mods made this world change in odd ways
My frosty droplets of snot are thawed under the God rays
They drip in the mountain water, glistening
Trickling sounds are sort of twinkling
Rippling out I'm sure if you're listening
Your hair's on end and your pores are tingling
My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's better than ever
You're probably getting euphoric and wobbly
In bed in pyjamas
But it feels like ebony armor
It's Godly
I am the Dragonborn and thus I'm dragging you back to my birthplace
I've got unfinished business, I never did the main quest in the first place
So many side missions, civil wars, guilds and factions
How can I ever 100% a game that filled with distractions
Refractions and reflections
Weapon sets and plant collections
Never ending
Harry... uh, Harry
Pants
Erection

 

[fox69]

"Rise"

"Rise"


[Spoken:]
What a day we're having
Out in the garden, having fun
It's one of those days but when the sun rays blaze
You don't even get burnt
And when it rains, it's like liquid sunshine, magic!

I bring the beat to life, speak my mind, people take a peek inside
Believe I'm nice, hear me defy thee to even find an MC as deep as I
A decent guy, sweet as a piece of pecan pie when he combines
Beats and rhymes even blind people might see the light
Beaming bright either side, gleaming like streets at night
So seek and ye shall find peace of mind, deep inside
No need to read the fine lined print or reason why
Don't even try, ask me and I will be your guide
Lead you by the hand and you will see the sights
Feel a vibe tease your spine and leave you feeling fine
You'll be excited to be alive
From calves, knees and thighs to heartbeats and minds
We can lead a life of peace and kindness or we can fight, just

Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes

My eagle eye will read between the lines and see the lies these deceivers write
They cynically decide the things you need to buy and then repeat the cycle
Until the people all believe it's right
We need to realise it's free to be polite and treat a being like he or she is being equalised
Don't know why we demonise and penalise, effectively illegalize genotypes
What happened to being nice? To each and every being we see alive
Treat them right, that's why me I keep on trying to lead a vegan life though cheese is nice
We eat the seasons, spices, denying the beast beneath has rights
'Cause keeping meat inside us is a sign that here lies a survivor, no need to read the rites
We succeeded quite well enough, it's tough enough to put the greed aside
Even I let ego stride in and feed my pride but if we can rise above conceit and fight
For love, then we can climb the peaks, till finally goodbye
From our teeth and eyes to heartbeats and minds you've seen us lead a life of peace and kindness
Get off your seat and

Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes
Rise until the sun's in your eyes

 

[fox69]

"Rituals"

"Rituals"


[Hook:]
I can't let myself fall in love
Because I fall too hard
And I might break something

That face of yours is nowhere near to perfect
But the way I've been I don't even deserve it
I'm feeling as nervous now as I ever have
And with each glance with which I see you it worsens
Personally I'd be pleased being your servant like Venus in Furs
Just don't leave me in the lurch
There's no reason or working to the feelings, I'm hurting
So please, give me a relief from the burden
The pipe dreams of my being with her
I mean who wants to sleep with a geek with Aspergers
I've seen and I've heard all I've needed to learn
And come to be with the terms that I'm the feeblest nerd
All you need is a skirt and some legs, a turn of the head
A wee little flirt and you're off with the bees and the birds
But I'll never stick my dick six inch deep in a bird
'til I leave in a hearse and I'm six feet deep in the dirt

[Hook]

I can only be creative when I see my failings
And say "this is me, now face it please"
Cos the beat's a piece of paper for me to make a confession
And get the stress off my chest until I meet my maker

I read the signals wrong, hymn book open at the wrong page
But I still tried to sing along
Not long ago I thought bring it on
Then I got re-absorbed into the bitter smog
I've bitten off a piece of my own heart
So don't start on how I've missed an opportunity
Too stupid to see who'd wanna be stuck with such a human as me
I've only got you in my dreams
My balls and my word are all but unheard of
So when I fall from my perch it's all I deserve
Once in a blue moon I fall for a girl
And when I do, I'm betting you I fall and get hurt

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Rocket League Ye"

"Rocket League Ye"


[Verse 1:]
I never liked football at school
Was never liked much by the cool kids
And I wasn't picked from the line up
Until the last, it was tough, it was cruel
And I wasn't into motor racing
It seemed too slow, too basic
Crashing was a no no
Ramming other cars was rated too invasive
Come on
Let me put them through their paces
Let's do it properly
Lick a shoot of broccoli
Buckle up and boot up ROCKET LEAGUE

[Bridge:]
SUPERSONIC ACROBATIC ROCKET-POWERED BATTLE-CARS
WITH WHEELS AND GRILLS
IN PLACE OF HEELS
OF COURSE YOU'RE GONNA
GET TACKLED HARD

[Hook:]
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!

[Verse 2:]
Mix Fifa, Tony Hawk and Carmageddon
I'm in heaven even at the thought of it
In half a second, I'm tumescent
Move aside viagra
I'm throbbing at the bonnet
Of an E-Type Jaguar
I'm flustered
The rush has got me gushing like niagara
Rap star
Soccer crossed with Nascar
Not a crowd pleaser
I leave the people shouting:
THAT'S HARSH!
I do what I gots to do
To get those bawls
To bless those goals
Don't give a shit
If you drive a silver shadow, man
I'll wreck your rolls

[Hook:]
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!

[Verse 3:]
When I burn out my nitro
Better turn down your iso
It's a photo finish so
The arena just might blow
I might go psycho
Supercharged like a rhino
Large like a dino
Size aside
My machine
Is anything but micro
I'm coming for you fast
You scummy little twat
You just got battered
By a car
In a funny little hat

[Bridge:]
SUPERSONIC ACROBATIC ROCKET-POWERED BATTLE-CARS
WITH WHEELS AND GRILLS
IN PLACE OF HEELS
OF COURSE YOU'RE GONNA
GET TACKLED HARD

[Hook:]
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!

 

[fox69]

"Rocksmith"
(feat. Niro Knox)

"Rocksmith"
(feat. Niro Knox)



[Verse 1:]
When I was little I wanted to be a rockstar
But I thought playing guitar would be rock hard
Taught myself a couple of chords but never got far
So instead I picked a mic up and dropped bars
And I’ve done alright, my rhymes are more tight
Than the average, I tell you that isn’t a pork pie
But please give me a minute, let me be forthright
I wish I’d had the foresight to give my fingers more time
Instead I let them get bored, on the fretboard
But now I’ve found a course, and got it cracked like a fault line
I learnt less in all my life than in the last fortnight
Propelled my elevation level as if it was cordite
Now I can hack at my axe, and rock it all night
If rock is a thrill ride, then Rocksmith’s your tour guide
Of course I’ve still got to put the time into it
But the fact is with practice, I know I can do it

[Hook:]
Now I’m a Rocksmith
I learned a lot quick
Never mind pressing buttons
I know how to pluck strings
Now I’m a Rocksmith
I learned a lot quick
I never dreamed
I’d be able to play such things

[Verse 2:]
Unlike the Deftones, I was tone def
Leppards never change their spots, I’m just a radiohead
Music left me with an aching head, not a head rush
Crimson red blush, less trust then Jeb Bush
I’m not an early riser, could never rise against
The procrastination, it was always I versus them
I couldn’t find a muse, or iron out the kinks
I could kiss goodbye to screaming females, I was jinxed
Wanted to slay em ike I’m waving a katana
Or magic wands, make a splashh, take them to Nirvana
Play in my pyjamas, as heavy as a monster truck
Never mind the who, what, why, no-one wants to suck
The police in Boston aren’t even as tough as this
RSI, callouses and blisters, I’ve suffered it
But I’ll never stop playing guitar
Until all that remains of my nails are scars

[Hook x2:]
Now I’m a Rocksmith
I learned a lot quick
Never mind pressing buttons
I know how to pluck strings
Now I’m a Rocksmith
I learned a lot quick
I never dreamed
I’d be able to play such things

 

[fox69]

"Roots"

"Roots"


At eight or ten I wondered why my voice wasn't breaking yet
I was impatient to get from A to Z
So I'd break a sweat, play cassettes in my tape deck
Waiting for the day I could step to a stage
And get paid respect, paid a cheque
Maybe the other kids would even play with me then
It's great to pretend the tune was written for you
That's why you sing with the radio while it ignores you
You perform awful but feel a lot better
"Boom Boom Boom", "Here Comes the Hotstepper"
Even back then my preference was funky
But less funky house than House in the Country
Syncopation, soul, anybody ill with it
Other kids had Whigfield, I was feeling Bill Withers
And to this day I'm still with him
Because nothing beats a sweet voice on distilled rhythms

I'm digging up my roots for you
Cooking up a little tuneful food
Come to the garden for a barbecue
And chill with me

Before I even saw South Park on TV
I knew by heart the South Park CD
GTA: 1969 opened a life long affinity for Trojan
Return of Django, Skinhead Moonstomp
Music of Jamaican origin liberating my boom box
Too young for Appetite for Destruction
So The Offspring were my rock introduction
That was all I needed to be free
A CD with some power chords shredding like a power saw
"Fuck me, wow" I thought
How can plucked strings be this powerful?
But then I found another source of auditory debauchery
This naughty teen thought was sweet
I bought a CD by an Emine-MC
called "Hi! My Name Is Slim Shady"
I played it in my hi-fi daily
It never seemed to cease to amaze me
He'd say some crazy things
That were great for a teenager that needed danger
I'd replay the lyrics amazed
At the way the images would flicker in my brain so vividly
An outsider, a country bumpkin
Sitting inside with the Outsidaz bumping
There's something about rhymes
Nothing else quite does as well, I love it
Cypress Hill: Live at the Fillmore
I'm not going to lie, that film was raw
Each rap I heard, each film I saw
Inspired me to build my skills some more
So I bought more CDs to imitate
Believe me, back in the day it was great

I'm digging up my roots for you
Set the mood and feel those soothing grooves
Come to the garden for a barbecue
And chill with me

I had piano lessons after every last school day
But my patience was thinner than an anorexic
I didn't want to play ballads anyway
I had a daydream of breakbeats and a pen and paper
So I said I'd make the make believe real
And make some real reel to reels like B-Real
But the magic's made on computers today
So I used Magix Music Maker
Read the instructions, learnt all the book
Taught myself big beats like Norman Cook
Always cooking up a new track
Though with no microphone I couldn't actually do rap
That was too bad, but it wasn't too bad
'Cause I'd already forgot and had a new fad
Threw away The Source, bought a new mag
Made new mates, talked in new slang
I was a punk rocker now, proper loud
Would you believe I grabbed any opportunity to fuck about?
But what about the music? I've gone and lost it now
So I grabbed a guitar and started rocking out
Made a band with my mates called MatronsApron
We played around, made some tapes it was great fun
Full of belly laughs
Even received a brief mention in the Telegraph
Just a couple of kids, played a couple of gigs
And then my mates moved on but fuck if I did
Obviously too late, got a copy of Cubase
A lot of tunes made, now it's today
I've innovated, took my inspirations in and made them
Into an original addition to your playlist
So now I meditate about how to elevate
'Cause Safe was the safety net to let me levitate

I'm picking my best fruit for you
You're the one, and I'd like tea for two
Come to the garden for a barbecue
And chill with me

 

[fox69]

"Rugbuggery"

"Rugbuggery"


Hello, it's Dan Bull
Some of you know this already but a while ago I was diagnosed with quite a severe allergy to Broccoli
But uh, quite a bit of time has passed since then and I might have developed an immunity
Let's find out
That's all right

They call me Douglby
I tackle issues like ruggleby
A blend of gentlemanliness and thuggery
I'll glass you, with some very expensive bubbly
Bloody luxury
Bone cutlery protrudes from your wounds
Buggery
Ooh, a scrummage
Lovely jubbly
A useful excuse to induce you to cuddle me
The two teams squeeze together quite snugly
Rummaging and fumbling with undiscovered subtlety
Beneath the scrummaging we're being all couply
I'm roughly as politically correct as little Huckleberry Finn
Using epithets no longer customary
I'll get with your ex then apply for custody
Of your little buggers then we'll bugger of to Tuscany
I'm in your cufflinks and tux living comfortably
Bloody luxury
Being you? Sucks to be

Whether you rap
Whether you rock
Or whether you roll
I insist that you relinquish all control
We're playing rugby and the ball's your soul
So pass it back to Douglby and we'll all go home

Rap's raconteur, back on tour
I'll blap a crap reviewer
Sacre bleu, heh
That's one fewer wrongdoer
I'm long due an apology
And I want you to give one to me
If you ever listened to a rapper and it wasn't me
I'll pull off my tracky bottoms and give you a tracheotomy
I'll leave you looking like a child eating broccoli
Ticking you off, saying "chew your food properly"
I operate a strict sick lyrics only policy
So originality's a pretty big priority
I lyrically precede the Iliad and Odyssey
They found my lyric pad within a Celtic monastery
Follow Gilgamesh's genaeology through Ptolemy
Anyone of quality, they probably just copied me
So are my sonnets prophecy or an anomaly?
A little bit of column A, a bit of column B

Whether you rap
Whether you rock
Or whether you roll
I insist that you relinquish all control
We're playing rugby and the ball's your soul
So pass it back to Douglby and we'll all go home