Nothing But Nets – PLEASE DONATE $10 to SAVE LIVES

While you are listening to this song
4 children
will die
of malaria
that right, 4, children
While you are absorbing that information
Think about this
Malaria
Mal Aire
Bad Air
Bad Area

High Speed
Home Run
Apple Pie
Give some love

Well, a bad area
Can be easily improved
With a simple net
That’s right, a simple net
For the price of a pizza
You could save lives
In Yemen
Or Zimbabwe
Or Cambodia
For the price of a pair of flip flops
You could save lives
In Ghana, Suriname or Sri Lanka

High Speed
Home Run
Apple Pie
Give some love

You don’t really need those new flip flops anyway
Who cares if you wear last years flip flops?
You will survive
Why are you still listening to this song?
Its very easy
A link has been provided
Push the button
And donate
Even just $10
Even just one person
Even a stupid song
Pasted together
Might save lives.
Turn me off
And buy a net
Why are you still listening to this song?

By Camille Bright-Smith
copyright 2009 all rights reserved

I lost my job
I’ve got two kids and a father in need
Feel I got robbed
Spend all my time
Trying to make ends meet

So tell me
Where is my bonus
Where is my loophole
Where is my tax cut and my 401K
All this tea bagging
Has got me gagging
On the bingo balls
Of Bush’s wall street fakes

I’ve been Linked-in
I’ve been Yahoo’d
And Monster Jobbed
I’ve been Twittered
A mouthful of balls
Is all I got

So tell me
Where is my bonus
Where is my loophole
Where is my tax cut and my 401K
All this tea bagging
Has got me gagging
On the bingo balls
Of bush’s wall street fakes

Give me a T
Give me an E
Give me and A
What’s that spell?

BALLS!!!!

Copyright 2009 all rights reserved
By Camille Bright-Smith

Can you see me walk by
And still deny
In your dreams every night
You got your hands all over me
You got your hands all over me
Feel Free

Bend me over
Arch my back
Don’t’ let it be
Till waves of silky sweat
Set me free
I want to be free

Be free to feel you in me
Free to feel you feeling me feeling me
Set me Free

Slide down on it, wait
Don’t slip out
Push down on it hard
Hard on me
Spread my wings with burning lips
Come on now
Set me Free
I wanna be free

I can soothe your burning head
I can drink your desire
I can sooth your pounding head
I can drink your desire
I know just what it is to rage with sexual fire
Just set it free, set it free
I’ll set you free

CHORUS

Can you see me walk by
And still deny
In your dreams every night
You got your hands all over me

©2009  Words and Music by Camille Bright-Smith
All Rights Reserved

Well we are waitin’
For the baby
For the little baby cuz
Mama’s in the kitchen
Cookin’ 16 things at once
Papa’s talkin’ to himself
Not as eloquent as usual
And when the phone rings everybody jumps

Baby cuz
C’mon and slide out easy
Baby cuz
Your mama’s getting’ sleepy
Baby Cuz
I know its kinda cheesy
You got us ringin’ our hands
Got us laughin’ and weepin’
Baby Cuz
Son of my little brother
Baby Cuz
Come out and meet your mother
We just can’t wait a minute longer
Gotta kiss and hug our baby cuz

Well we are waitin’
For the baby
For the little baby cuz
We are practicing our breathing
Were so nervous we could bust
Now mama’s polishing the furniture
Just to keep from cracking up
Cause we are waitin’
On the little baby cuz

Copyright 2009 by Camille Bright-Smith

featuring John Bright on Guitar

Spring is so sudden here
She pounces on my back
She really digs her claws in
To my sleepy winter neck
Pink disturbs my slumber
Yellow blossoms shock my eyes
The clouds cleared out and left me
With nothing but blue sky

Damn that breeze
Caressing me
Damn the buds
On the aspen trees
Damn the chaos in my head
Just want to hibernate in my winter bed

A full moon brings all the howlers out
The mail box fills with invitations
The sun gets stuck at 5 o clock
The garden sends neglected gazes
Pink disturbs my slumber
Yellow blossoms shock my eyes
The clouds cleared out and left me
With nothing but blue sky

Damn that breeze
I just want to hibernate
I’m goin’ back to bed
Leave me alone
I’m goin’ back to bed
Shhhhh

Copyright 2009 by Camille Bright-Smith

Traveling West
Day after war declarations
I am astonished
By the sun brightly resting
Atop pointed peaks
Blinding, defined
Guarding the angels in Vegas

Beautiful Bombers
Enormous and graceful
Ferocious and shining, Beautiful
Beautiful Bombers
Take off out of Vegas
Bank for the east, Beautiful
Beautiful Bombers
Wonder of science
Beautiful Bombers

One silver star
Winking at me
Just underneath
A wry grin of a moon
A layer of orange
A layer of blue
Folds into indigo
in the rear view
That’s gotta be at least 17 B-52’s

Beautiful Bombers
Enormous and graceful
Ferocious and shining, Beautiful
Beautiful Bombers
Take off out of Vegas
Bank for the east, Beautiful
Beautiful Bombers
Wonder of science
Beautiful Bombers

One after one
Thundering wonders
Envoys of sorrow
Indifferent destroyers
Distant and fatal
Floating and graceful
Roaring and beastly
Disturbing the peace

Copyright 2009 by Camille Bright-Smith
All rights reserved

Walking out my front door
Down a frozen sidewalk
Gray skies above me
The sky is spitting snow
Pink light fadeing in
from the west mountains
Hovering

The lake is almost frozen
The geese don’t seem to notice
And you pulled away
you said that you would stay
And now its everyday, everyday alone
Watching the pink fade into gray
And now its everyday
Watching the pink fade into gray

I oughtta thank my momma
Come down from the mountain
Gonna watch the babies
Give me time to think
So I’m out here with the sunset
Tryin’ to get my mind set right

The cold is like a brandin’ iron
Left out in a meadow
High up near the treeline
Always in the shadow
And I cannot get my feet to
Move me down the sidewalk anymore
Don’t know what I ‘m walkin’ for
Because its everyday
Watching the pink fade into gray

And now its everyday, everyday alone
Watching the pink fade into gray
And now its everyday
Watching the pink fade into gray

Copyright 2009 all rights reserved Camille Bright-Smith

Scott Renfroe’s Hate Speech on the Colorado Senate Floor

Of a truthy higher power
You’ve exposed the heart of evil
Homo’s murderers and females
And I love your cruisy hairdo
Will you meet me in the showers?

Scott Renfroe you’re a genius
Of truthy higher power

Scott Renfroe your’re a scholar
You memorized that book you read
And since your speech in Denver
I went back to read Leviticus
The economy is tanking
So I sold my only daughter

Scott Renfroe you’re a genius
Of truthy higher power

I’m humbled by your empathy
Your Christian love, your swagger
Lets keep it between you and me
That night you spent with Haggard

The Bible also mentions
That slavery is no big D
As long as when you sack ‘em
They are from a nearby country
So I got this hot Canadian
Tied up and suckin’ on my feet

Scott Renfroe you’re a genius
Of truthy higher power

Copyright 2009 all rights reserved
by Camille Bright-Smith