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S4E10: That's Game Baby

S4E10: That's Game Baby9 Mar39 min

<p>Oh That? That&#39;s Episode 10 of szn 4 of Jam Mechanics, Baby. We finish out the season by defying all expectations and proving our worst enemies wrong</p><p><a href="https://forms.gle/eDs7o74vZZLsv2gt5" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferer nofollow">OUR SZN 4 FEEDBACK FORM</a></p><p>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. </p><p>If you&#39;d like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our <a href="https://jammechanics.bandcamp.com/">⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠</a> or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠<a href="https://jammechanics.com/">⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠</a> to pay-what-you-want to support us!</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/VSmYJwNbmt">⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠</a></p><p>and follow us on <a href="https://www.instagram.com/jammechanics/?hl=en">⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠</a>, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/@JamMechanics">⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠</a>, etc!</p><p>Please rate / review and share the show (and our music) with friends!</p><p><br></p><p>-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW --</p><p>----Bug&#39;s Song-----</p><p>Title: The Storm</p><p>Prompt Page: Jester --&gt; Punch and Judy --&gt; <strong>The Devil</strong></p><p>Lyrics:</p><p>I ain&#39;t scared of The Devil</p><p>I don&#39;t believe in Bad Luck</p><p>They tried their best to convince me</p><p>but the grift never stuck</p><p>Because the Devil&#39;s just Thunder</p><p>When you hear it you hide</p><p>its just the sound it makes</p><p>The Danger outside</p><p><br></p><p>Go to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your head</p><p>you are safe from the storm while you sleep</p><p>The crashes you hear, so far off, nowhere near</p><p>cannot hurt you when you sit with me</p><p>When I was young, just a kid, my own mother told me this</p><p>that storms were the gods in a fight</p><p>I imagined the battle, the roar and the rattle,</p><p>was the lord keeping watching in the night</p><p><br></p><p>So I ain&#39;t scared of The Devil</p><p>I don&#39;t believe in tall tales</p><p>She tried her best to convince me</p><p>that&#39;s where everyone fails</p><p>Because the Devil&#39;s just Thunder</p><p>When you hear it you hide</p><p>its just the sound it makes</p><p>The Danger outside</p><p><br></p><p>So go to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your head</p><p>its not God who keeps watch over us</p><p>Its the roof that we built, its your pillows and quilt</p><p>that your mother and I put our trust</p><p><br></p><p>we&#39;re cursed by a god with illusion of choice</p><p>when survival depends on the one to destroy</p><p>and we&#39;re judged as a sinner as if we could stop but</p><p>I will put you in the crib before I put you in the coffin</p><p><br></p><p>so I ain&#39;t scared of The Devil</p><p>I don&#39;t believe he exists</p><p>But someone had to invent him</p><p>and I am damn scared of them</p><p><br></p><p>So don&#39;t go out in The Storm, love</p><p>Not because of the noise</p><p>The thunder is harmless</p><p>It&#39;s only the voice</p><p>So don&#39;t go out in The Storm, love</p><p>Not because of the noise</p><p>The thunder is harmless</p><p>The Devil&#39;s their voice</p><p><br></p><p>---- Matt&#39;s Song -----</p><p>Title: The Vulgar Tongue</p><p>Prompt Page: June Gloom --&gt; Colloquialism --&gt; <strong>Slang</strong></p><p>Lyrics:</p><p>they hear us coming but they don&#39;t know where we&#39;re coming from</p><p>they see us perching at the edge of the town</p><p>we talk in circles and we gabble in tongues</p><p>and we crow like the birds</p><p>on the slope of the church</p><p>picking eyes out of fresh cadavers</p><p><br></p><p>we&#39;re c c coming we&#39;re c c coming oh</p><p><br></p><p>we are the very dregs, that leaked onto your kitchen floor from a hole at the bottom of the barrel</p><p>we are the nameless things that sing you to a restless sleep crouching at the outside of your windo