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“Along the Avenue” is Live on Music Streaming Services

“Along the Avenue,” the latest single from Sapient Rain, is live on Spotify, YouTube Music, and Apple Music.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine, Suno.

You can listen to “Along the Avenue” for free on Suno.

Along the Avenue – Lyrics

We’re dancing in a dreamscape
of Dali clocks and limes
there’s cube-cheese
and fresh green grapes
and discussions of true crime

Life flutters in the milkweed
orange, white, and black
through the shutters
there’s a silkscreen
by the artist Halifax

Hear the TV in the kitchen
its tuned into cable news
In the bedroom
someone’s bitchin
about Kidman and Tom Cruise

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue

Cut by the sculptor’s chisel
we lie bleeding on the sand
the eye-spark starts to fizzle
when time grips us by the hand

We live on as dusty photos
in grainy videos online
YouTube provides a mojo
transcending the sublime

tell me what we’re doing
cuz I haven’t got a clue
alabaster armless statues
on burnt lawns of Timbuktu

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue

If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book, on Amazon, or anywhere else, I’d be honored.

My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.

“Along the Avenue” By Sapient Rain

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between lyricist / writer Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno

“Along the Avenue” is coming to music streaming services on 05/11/2026. You can listen to it today on the Suno Website here.

Along the Avenue

We’re dancing in a dreamscape
of Dali clocks and limes
there’s cube-cheese
and fresh green grapes
and discussions of true crime

Life flutters in the milkweed
orange, white, and black
through the shutters
there’s a silkscreen
by the artist Halifax

Hear the TV in the kitchen
its tuned into cable news
In the bedroom
someone’s bitchin
about Kidman and Tom Cruise

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue

Cut by the sculptor’s chisel
we lie bleeding on the sand
the eye-spark starts to fizzle
when time grips us by the hand

We live on as dusty photos
in grainy videos online
YouTube provides a mojo
transcending the sublime

tell me what we’re doing
cuz I haven’t got a clue
alabaster armless statues
on burnt lawns of Timbuktu

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue

If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book, on Amazon, or anywhere else, I’d be honored.

My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.

Weed Killer is Live on Streaming Services

“Weed Killer,” the latest single from Sapient Rain, is live on Spotify.

Sapient Rain is the artistic collaboration of writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno.

You can listen to the full single for free on Suno, here.

Weed Killer

Bondi, Noem,
and Stephen Miller
Spreading lies
like Dow weed killer
Pushing pawns
and playing games
Breaking laws
like Jesse James

Congress cowers
in the corner
Pulling plums
like grown Jack Horners
State their case
loud and clear
Spreading hate
and tilling fear

Pardoned crooks
and forced compliance
assaulting facts
with pseudo-science
Throwing tantrums
hiding crimes
prepping hard
for the end times

When he’s not
abusing children,
he’s dropping bombs
on their school
Let’s turn the corner
On excusing
Stop propping up
this fucking tool

Truth denier
anti-Vaxxer
doesn’t matter
what the facts are
Pedal lies
igniting fires
Hide behind
the razor wire

Chasing migrants
in the street
masks instead
of hoods and sheets
Suppressing votes
and sinking ships
Lies like lipstick
on their lips

Vladimir and Xi Jinping
Bibi, Don, the ding-a-ling
Divvy up the map and riches
Prepping graves
and digging ditches

When he’s not
abusing children,
he’s dropping bombs
on their school
Let’s turn the corner
On excusing
Stop propping up
this fucking tool

Repeat the lie
until its true
Go on Fox
and blame the blue
Hug the flag
promote the bible
Toe the line
and keep it tribal

Redacts his name
from the files
Flips the script
like Simone Biles
Shames the victims
starts a war
He’s got no values
at his core

When he’s not
abusing children,
he’s dropping bombs
on their school
let’s turn the corner
On excusing
Stop propping up
this fucking tool

If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book, on Amazon, or anywhere else, I’d be honored.

My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.

Lame Skipper

Read to the tune of “Day Tripper” by the Beatles.

He’s good at treason
And turning it all inside out
He’s good at treason
And taking the easy way out, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

He’s a big teaser
“Let’s make America great”
He’s a truth squeezer
Gets us to tap into hate, now

He is a lame skipper
Putin’s puppet, yeah
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Tried to please him
But he only gave us demands
Tried to please him
By always obeying commands, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Lame skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper

Donny the Goon

Read loosely to the tune of “Rocky Racoon” by the Beatles

On a staircase of gold
braggadocious and bold
Is where all this nonsense
got started


Make America Great
tapped into our hate
and our union
became the departed

Donny the Goon, was grabbing some poon
(one day he would find he was libel)


Donny had come equipped with a tongue
giving new names to his rivals


His rivals would cringe
at the lunatic fringe
That made up a 3rd of the nation
The country was ill
and so lacking in skill
that they leaned
into hate escalation

When Don and his team
were picking up steam
A virus caused a big slowdown
Donny came in
a grift in a grin
He said, “COVID’s ain’t shit
it’s a hoedown”

The nation got smart
decided to part
And Donny went back to Mar Lago

When Donny got beat
he took to the street
and congress
collapsed in the corner
Since Donny’s come back
he’s been on the attack
Blaming our woes
on the foreigner

With tariffs and threats
to Greenland and vets
America’s dead
and we mourn her

When Donny the Goon
an orange buffoon
sits at the helm of a nation
The nation will rot
at the end of a knot
That’s a lot worse
than inflation
Yeah, yeah

Russian to Ride

Sing to the tune of “Ticket to Ride” by The Beatles

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
So, he don’t care

He said that tariffs will be
they’re bringing us down, yeah
And we will never be free
when he is around

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to be alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to do alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

This was the land of the free
’till he came around, yeah
And all the hypocrisy
it’s bringing me down, yeah

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Daddy don’t care
That Donny don’t care

Donny Paints the Sky in Sorrow

Sing to the tune of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” by the Beatles

Picture a man with some bloat on his liver
with raked yellow hair and marmalade thighs
He steps to the mic and opens his pie-hole
this man with blue pinholes for eyes

White MAGA letters on foreheads and tees
Flow in a sea of blood red
Look for the hope and the sun in the sky
And it’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

Follow him down to a fridge in the basement
Where sweet chocolate sundaes are in full supply
Everyone screams as he gets in the shower
With swastika shampoo and pie

Bullet-proof limos appear on the shore
Waiting to take him away
Climbs in the back and he waves at the crowds
And he’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

Cash and Ka-Ching

We live in the land of cash and Ka-Ching

led by a thug who wants to be king

crushed like a bug if you don’t kiss the ring

watch Atlas shrug and the pendulum swing

Democracy’s dead

America killed it

There’s Ukrainian blood

and America spilled it

There’s a new world order

and Trump has fulfilled it

Democracy’s dead

and America Killed it

An anthem of hate

is all that we sing

we ransom our friends

on the end of a string

“You don’t have the cards”

we have all the bling

give us your minerals

we’re racketeering

Democracy’s dead

America killed it

there’s Ukrainian Blood

and America spilled it

there’s a new world order

and Trump has fulfilled it

Democracy’s dead

and America Killed it

We live in a world

of billionaire chums

chewing on steak

and tossing off crumbs

pigeons and porridge

cogs on a wheel

hope suffocates

in containers of steel

don’t tell us about

the pain that you feel

you pigeons on porridge

you cogs on a wheel

America’s dead

Donald Trump killed it

there’s American blood

and Donald Trump spilled it

there’s a new world order

and Trump has fulfilled it

America’s dead

and Donald Trump killed it

MAGA Nation

Culty MAGA members sing

they bend their knee, they kiss the ring

deny they see a naked king

Banning books and fanning flames

toting guns like Jesse James

thoughts and prayers to stop the bleeding

 screaming at a drag show reading

Stripping healthcare, mining coal

pushing myths about the soul

damning those who don’t obey

denying women of their say

 Casting stones, suppressing votes

grab our country by the throat

locked into a MAGA craze

they pull us back to darker days

Drinking Kool-Aid from a cup

yelling up is down!

and down is up!

spinning lies and crafting fables

twist the truth to turn the tables

Deny the facts and praise the liar

collectively they all conspire

to set democracy on fire

Culty MAGA members sing

they bend their knee, they kiss the ring

deny they see a naked king