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Jam Mechanics S4E07: Chat... I Got Him

Jam Mechanics S4E07: Chat... I Got Him

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This product comes with a WAV file for the full podcast episode as well as the demos that Matt and Bug wrote and showed off during the episode. We are happy for you to download these for free, and for people looking to support this episode, there is an option to tip during checkout!

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JAM MECHANICS MERCH

They Jam now? They Jam now! Listen to find out who gets got (Hint: It's not Jason). We talk Batman vs Darth Vader and confidently make up facts about robots

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. 

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-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW --

----Bug's Song-----

Title: High Note

Prompt Page: Anachronism -> Retcon -> Happy Days #Chuck Cunningham Syndrome

Lyrics:

Going out on a high note, callin' it quits

don't wait for the moment we wish that we did

they'll be sad that its over (but glad it exists)

don't get caught hanging on when the alternative is

 

Someone come get your boy wayne gretzky

his grasp on fractions is at best a bit sketchy

you miss 100% of the shots you don't take?

Can I see your calculator, Wayne?

if you don't shoot you can't miss, can't mess up

let them think you're the best of what you've done

not what you'll do when you've got nothing left to prove

just quit while you're ahead

 

[Chorus]

 

Maybe we should've cut the mics at the first standing ovation

should've packed away our picnics before the end of the parade

cuz when you watch it peter out and now the band has long since passed

the confetti on the ground begins to look a lot like trash

if the magic's in the middle it means you went a bit too far

lets go home at intermission, leave the people wanting more

 

But will they notice you're missing? will they notice you're gone

will they send out a search party or convince themselves you're not

will they notice you're missing? will they notice you're gone?

everyone reminisces whether you like it or not

whether you're ready or not

 

Going out on a high note, callin' it quits

don't wait for the moment we wish that we did

they'll be sad that its over (but glad it exists)

don't get caught hanging on when the alternative is

 

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Shut Up and Drive

Prompt Page: Immunotherapy -> Organ Transplantation -> Robotic Surgery

Lyrics:

hey

can you hear me

I've been waiting for your call

there is nothing on this rock and

I am slowly breaking down

 

I don't think you

ever taught me

how to fix these faulty things

Now I am rusting

I'm eroding

I am code upon a screen

Somewhere 40 million miles from here

 

This planet, barren and lonely

This body, weathered and dull

This mission barely makes sense to me

Guess I'll just check the manual

 

These arms extending out forward

Reaching for something unknown

Waving up at a blue dot in the sky

Hey guys am I ever coming home?

 

hey

is it okay

if I miss you,

I don't want you to feel like I'm a burden

when I call you just to talk

 

I am pulling at my wires

trying to find what makes me tick

figure I might plug the right thing into the right place by mistake

And floating in the burnt red air

Somewhere 40 million miles from here

 

That planet, emerald and sapphire

This body, shiny and new

This mission finally over and

I rest in the cold light of the moon

 

These tracks extending out backward

Show all the places I've gone

But each hill's the same as the last one

Hey guys am I ever coming home

 

This planet, barren and lonely

This body, weathered and dull

This mission barely makes sense to me

 

There must be something I'm missing

One last unoverturned stone

Hey guys am I ever coming home?

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