Here’s the second take on this song.  The first one was more in the Jpop genre than this version is.  I dialed in a bit more of a western pop/electronica sound, but it’s still got a strong Jpop/anime sensibility to it.

Bubbles

Life isn’t always hard
Sometimes you draw the winning card
Bless your heart, cupid’s darts
The stars line up
Best of luck
The girl of your dreams
Makes the scene

Blowing bubbles
Best girl is no trouble
No vices
She’s the nicest
Your heartbeat triples and doubles

Too good to believe
Not deceived, you will see
She’s best girl
rest your heart
and rest it easy

Easy choices
The purr of her voice is
making you believe that
your kids won’t be stupid

You cry you’re ecstatic
she’s good at mathematics
So studious it’s Ludacris
Poetic like she’s Jaydakis
Butt boomin like Latifah
Feeda man like a Queen
and keep something empty –
What could it be?

Your favorite light
is never red
Bad guys show up
they turn dead

Bubble bubble
best girl can be trouble
bubbles seem weak
but she turns buildings to rubble
Her friends aren’t worthless
and her friendships will last
She can’t beat Romanée-Conti
but she can beat Tuxedo Mask

Blowing bubbles
Best girl is no trouble
No vices
She’s the nicest
Your heartbeat triples and doubles

Too good to believe
Not deceived, you will see
She’s best girl
rest your heart
and rest it easy

This one is on the “experimental” side, and will likely annoy most people (edit – it was actually the most popular song in June. All of Dreilide’s songs were the most popular in June). 

I liked asian chipmunk voice singing better when I made this, and less now.  The first verse might be Elvish, or it might just be gibberish.  The second and third verse are something that will be easy for the right person to figure out.

I Wanna Pose

(Gibberish? Elvish?)

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

She’s my everything!

suri lassi tari lanti lori ai!

noralda mara ev hime one yen!

Vania udar telin ev yini!

Mirror avi lise marti or me!

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

She’s my everything!

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

I wanna pose!

lose clothes

She’s my everything!

maru tellu arden pellu and

leni ra tin tin, neya ini luni

nenin iri tare iri ma

YO!

hisra leo iri calcie

La la la

Farewell!

Dreilide’s vocal quality could be better in places, but I dig the psychedelic, southern rock guitar.  I was pretty happy when that finally popped out.  You’ll have to sit through a lengthy monologue from The Force Known as Michael Bay.  It might be funny.  The real one probably doesn’t sound like this, but what does a shapeshifting trickster god really sound like?  The “real” one is just fooling you, he sounds like this.

Bikini Dreilide’s Garage

Let’s talk about titties!

Greetings, I’m the Force Known as Michael Bay!
Blockbuster film director
and the benevolent –
and trustworthy –
god of your universe and all others!

I love the female body, and I love filming the female body!

Just ask fox goddess Megan! Still got your casting tape, baby!

Remember how I had her bent over the engine bay of that old Camaro, in the kid’s movie about alien robots?

That was good stuff, but I want to go bigger and bolder!

I want to make my version of the Duke’s of Hazzard, but the whole cast will be hot chicks in bikinis!

It’ll have fast cars, and explosions, and explosions blowing off bikinis!

There’s no angle I won’t film a tit from, and I love ’em in all sizes – big, bigger, and biggest!

I’ll jiggle ’em and wiggle ’em,
bounce ’em and jounce ’em,
soap ’em and poke ’em,
hang ’em out
and drag them across the hood of the General Lee!

There will be titties as far as the eye can see!

We tried being sophisticated in the comic, and that sure didn’t work!

This time we give the fans what they want – tits and ass!

All the tits, and all the ass!

Yeeee HAAAAW!!!

Welcome to Bikini Dreilide’s Garage!!
Where we prefer products made by Dodge!
No replacement for displacement,
four cylinders ain’t meant for racin’.

We’ve got V8’s and rear wheel drive,
fat wheels that grip and don’t slide.
Things besides cars that draw your eyes
Wrenchin’ in the shorts
that don’t touch the thighs

Make no mistake
Your heart hits
where your aim is
if britches could talk
these would say
“I’ll make you famous!”

Bay – Who will wash my Ferrari?

Drey – Not me!

Just another daaaaay-
-at Bikini Dreilide’s Garage!
At night, gettin’ cheeky at the Piggy Lodge!
Skin flash, get cash
Moparts for 440 Darts
Direct Connection to
speed perfection!

Make no mistake
Your heart hits
where your aim is
if britches could talk
these would say
“I’ll make you famous!”

Bay – Who will wash my Ferrari?

Drey – Not cool!

Southern honor demands satisfaction.
Pop a wheelie, get more traction
Take your pink in 8 seconds flat.
Flatter than an ass that won’t bring a honky back!
Now that’s flat!

Make no mistake
Your heart hits
where your aim is
if britches could talk
these would say
“I’ll make you famous!”

Bay – Casting time! I need you to put the Daisy Dukes on, and wash my Ferrari. Make it sexy! Make it HOT!

Drey – Who would wash your Ferrari
when it’s not that fast?

Dodge Charger,
Road Runner,
or Hemi Under Glass!

Bay – Richard didn’t drive that!

Sigh.

Let’s try something different.

We’ve got Richard Petty’s 1974 Daytona winning Dodge Charger, will you wash that?

Drey – HELLL YEEAAHH!

The Devil of Level Cross

The Devil of Level Cross
rode into Georgia like a boss
to a county you ought to know.
He was lookin’ for two boys
in a bright orange car
who were musclin’ in on Thunder Road.

Now the Good Lord looks away
when these ‘shiners go to war.
Dukes in a heap of trouble
Richard’s come to settle score.
He might want to let them go,
he doesn’t get real mad.
But you’ve got to drive hard
when Lee Petty is your dad.

The boys were easy to find.
They didn’t know they had to hide.
The King idled on up,
invited them for a drive
down a long country road
and loaded with ‘shine.
If they could beat him without losing any
they’d get an engine made of gold.
But if they couldn’t,
Maurice would take their souls.

You could call this episode
“Uncle Jessie’s Big Mistake.”
The Duke Boys tried real hard
but they couldn’t pull away.
You can’t beat the Pettys
with an engine that they made.
And when Cooter installed it
he should have taken off the restrictor plate.

Pretty car, pretty boys but neither so fast.
Soon it was clear that the chase wouldn’t last.
The blonde tried to jump but Maurice didn’t care.
He shot the General’s tires out while it was in the air.
Maurice got their balls and Richard got the bat.
Tires weren’t going to be the only things flat.
When a Jeep with long legs drove by.

The Pettys liked what they saw
so the Duke boys didn’t have to die,
if cousin Daisy would only switch sides.

And she did.

Cousins can only go so far.

More Pettys on the way.

The Petty family will live

forever.

Ride the Lightning Queen

Violence is violence
So keep your silence
My sweet dreams were made of piss
I’m the wrong girl to fuck with
Thoughtless! Thought wrong!
Wrong move! It’s on!

Everybody wants some
until they get some

Everybody wants some
until they get some

Everybody wants some
until they get some

Everybody wants some
until they get some

Stars collide
and angels die
Over the bloody sea,
in bloody sky
is where I fly

God’s thunder
cries my name
as I energize
So come at this Queen
if you want to ride the lightning!

Power is power
The first day after the last hour
Towering over all
Born into fire and the fall of man
How did things turn out this way?
Do you understand?

Gnosis is psychosis

Gnosis is psychosis

Stars collide
and angels die
Over the bloody sea,
in bloody sky
is where I fly

God’s thunder
cries my name
as I energize
So come at this Queen
if you want to ride the lightning!

Strength is Strength
Strongest of the links
Holding this chain together.
Never will betray you
weakling, crybaby, fool
I’m here to protect
because that’s the
Way of the Waifu!

Stars collide
and angels die
Over the bloody sea,
in bloody sky
is where I fly

God’s thunder
cries my name
as I energize
So come at this Queen
if you want to ride the lightning!

Battlefield cleared
Enemies in tears
You came at this Queen
you came at my team
and you got to ride the lightning
You got to ride the lightning!
You got to ride the lightning!

Since few visited the YouTube channel, I’ll post the tracks I made here.  The first mini-album has seven songs by each girl that counts, which means one for every girl who isn’t Dreilide, three for Dreilide, and none for Yaoi Hokkaido.  The original songs written for Stuka and Yaoi Hokkaido got booted to the b-side album, because I only need to hear about those subjects so often.  Stuka got a better song, and Yaoi Hokkaido got nothing.

Seaman X and Nolan the Wolverine got this song, an attempt to mix the Sailor Moon theme “Moonlight Densetsu” with Tool’s “Disgustipated.”  Because both songs have rabbits.  No one else thinks that is as clever as I did.

The music on this one is the most generic on the album, but the vocals for Nolan and Seaman X are strong.

Moonlight Disgusts You

GROOOOOOWWLLL!!!

Bite! Snap!

GROOOOOOWWLLL!!!

Killing!

And the Queen of the Moon Bunnies came unto me, rippin’ me’s frum mah drunken passed out oblivion.

We took an elevator up one a dose damn high crystal towers, ways up to da tops where it felt likes we were in frickin’ space already.

I hates space, dere ain’t no air to breath!

We was surrounded by da hugest fleet of the Negalaxy, and it was big!

Dem shmucks descended on dah moon bunny kingdom, raining down doom with dere laser guns and stuff.

Lots and lotsa cute moon bunny girls were screamin’ in terror, and I didn’t likes dat at alls!

Let me tells ya, when I don’t like sumting, it’s gonna be bad times for sumbody!

I was filled with rage, it was berzerker time!

I girded up my loins an’ I said, “Queen of da Moon Bunnies, who’s I gotta killz?”

Tha’ Queen tolds me, dere’s no escaping tha holocaust, tha Negalaxy gonna kill all of us.

I’ll send tha princess and her friends away, wit a couple bunny guardians ta watch over them, but we are dead meat an’ dere’s no doin’ nuttin’ about it.

Now I’s leapt up and took da Princesses’ stuff before the bunny guardian could.

How’s a liddle bunny guardian going ta protect da princess when the Negalaxy’s out for blood?

It don’t make no sense, dat’s a job fer a big tough wolverine!

Dere ain’t none better than me!

Imma protect dat Princess, an when she done grown big ‘n’ strong, she’ll say “Glory, hallelujah! Thank ya Nolan!”

The crystal is required
transformation is desired.

justice means
punishment means
justice means
punishment means
justice means
punishment means

The crystal is required
transformation is desired.

justice means
punishment means
justice means
punishment means
justice means
punishment means

It was midnight. I woke up in the gutter. I couldn’t call him, and I missed school again. My fuku was filthy. I looked up at the moonlight, the color made me cry. I shook my hooks and claws at the moon and ran. It was better to hide, I lept into the sewer and waited for the shadows to talk to me. The color of the shadows made me cry. If I had the crystal, I’d fix everything and never cry again.

In my dreams I’m a better girl. I work miracles and nothing stays wrong. My head is empty with love, I short circuit thinking of him. I race through the sewers, he will understand my feelings if I can tell him. I believe in myself, the rose and the mask. The moonlight at the end of the tunnel leads me to him, and I cry.

I found his car and tried all the doors. He had locked them. The car was red, an Alfa for Romeo. I saw her purse on the passenger seat, smelled shrine and maiden. The couple entered my alley, dating. The boy belonged to the girl, but he belonged to me more. I approach them.

I won’t be gentle, and I’m not sorry.