Ronnie Blanchet

BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH Every love song ever sung harkens back to the first love poem ever
told, “bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh” …just see them while they lay under that tree… you can almost feel...

LEMON Instead of living our lives we trade them in for watching movies so when we see someone live there lives we think “hey, that looks like a scene from a movie”....

HE CALLS ME Son you say Sadist
Parent-you liar
Benevolent-ha
your the antithesis
you a Joker-good
No…
,but HE calls me son I’m tryin’ to sing what IS
and HE, calls me son....

I KEEP THE SEAT EMPTY SO YOU CAN SIT NEXT TO ME WHEN WE RIDE Thank you for your scars our spoken World n’ gas guzzling cars, that may not take you very far, if it weren’t for after market parts. When we drive
there you...

LOST BOY’S (Whistlin’)
And then The Voice said, “I’ll show you The Way”,
”guide you through trouble and woes”.
I took His words for less I guess and I faced Him,
” I said You don’t know!” Oh hhhhhh ooooo mmmm...

BELIEVE IT OR NOT We are Blessed NOW not blessed THEN (whenever I or you are telling yourself that
this may
be)....

MYSTERY, BUT WHAT DID IT DO? What are dreams?
The secularists say they are merely from a frame of our subconscious…since I’m trying to think Christianly, I see them as a gift from YOU, LORD. I was at a birthday party...

UNDER THE TREE I used to be afraid to close my eyes because all eye’d see was red spaghetti. After thought and information I’ve come to believe what I saw were slithering serpents terrorizing my sight when I was not...

THE SUNSHINES BRIGHT The su-uhhh
uh-uh-un The su-uhhh
uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-unnn THE SU-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UHN  Don’t stick me to your mold I’ll tell you what’s been told We’re goin down We’re goin’ down...

POCKET FULL OF ROSES I’ve Got a POCKET FULL OF ROSES
I picked just yesterday And those red n’ yellow lollipops
They tell me what to say Oh no they don’t speak no lies and in my pocket they will stay
Oh those red...