This Is What You've Liked (Volume 1)

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released February 1, 2013

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This page contains various songs created by Sam Hapner over the years. There's quite a variety, so give various things a listen, one or two in each section. Years and average genres are show for each collection of songs. Some are great, some are horrible. But don't dismiss it all after one or two listens :P ... more

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Track Name: Brett's Bets
It's in the way he knows
just how to hold 'em
It's in the way he knows
just when to fold 'em
It's in the way he goes
keeps going later after bars
It's the way to go
when schemin' after hours

talkin' 'bout Brett's Bets
Brett's Bets
talkin' 'bout Brett's Bets, another sucker runnin' out of time
Brett's Bets, we only lookin' fine...

He always makes his own way
He always takes his own say

He knows all the rhymes
to always get his way
He knows all the times
to make them suckas pay
He knows rusty tricks
To take it down and walk it for a while
You know you'll be sick
A-waitin' in the aisle

talkin' 'bout Brett's Bets, coming down and rolling out of line
Brett's Bets, breaking up and pulling up wine
Brett's Bets, another sucker runnin' out of time
Brett's Bets, we only lookin' fine...

He always makes his own way
He always takes his own say
Look down yer lookin' away
He's gonna take what you pay

Awwyuh...

He's taking, take the chips...
Hold them cards high...

talkin' 'bout Brett's Bets, coming down and rolling out of line
Brett's Bets, breaking up and pulling up wine
Brett's Bets, another sucker runnin' out of time
Brett's Bets, we only ever thought to look fine

Brett's Bets, comin' downtown and rollin' out of line
Brett's Bets, break down bad and smother mother's wine
Brett's Bets, another bass line is heading out to shine
Brett's Bets, we keep on workin' and we're always lookin' fine!

Brett's Bets, metal on metal get down
talkin' 'bout Brett's Bets
Track Name: Mushroomhead (bass-less demo)
Mushroomhead keeps it running
Mushroomhead keeps it coming
To the line
Mushroomhead keeps it going
Mushroomhead keeps it showing
Out of time

The big the red
The right the dead
The skim the know
The light the flow

Mushroomhead writes it better
Mushroomhead fights the letter
To the end
Mushroomhead makes it waddle
Mushroomhead takes the bottle
To my friend

The win the big
The tight the rig
The fly the deer
The skim the beer
The grim the dream
The light's on green now

Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (the feeling's there)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (the feeling's there)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)

Mushroomhead keeps a move on
Mushroomhead get the groove on
With the world
Mushroomhead no beginning
Mushroomhead neverending
Life unfurled

The wait the lead
The fight the dead
The sham the cake
The shoe the rake
The low the mean
The light's gone green now

Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (no right what's there)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (no right what's there)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)

What is what the know now go how wow with thing bring dream time thing rhyme being rabbit I don't whatever

Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (revolving bear)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (revolving bear)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)

Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (forever there)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
Don't shave your beard (don't cut your hair)
Don't shave your beard (forever there)

With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
With the beard-chin-stubble (with the beard-chin-stubble)
Keep the beard-chin-stubble (keep the beard-chin-stubble)
Keep it real, Mushroomhead
Track Name: The Fall Of Troy (initial cut)
Upon the dawn
A young man looked out
And he gazed past out o'er the water

He looked up and saw
He saw cross the south
And his gaze fell upon the true daughter

"Callous without the life unloved
Heart emblazened
Madness sourrounds my will be done
Soulless laden me..."

And to the brown earth
He muddled his blade
And beset for the lie he embraced
(No greater challange had he faced...)

Softly he crept upon the bow
Towards the seated
Godly adept unspoiled how
Maiden bleated
"Avast ye now, I take thy hand
For tomorrow
We cross to traverse distant lands
You will follow me..."



A thinning in the distance
A descent from on high
A pedestal uprooted
A prophecy on nigh
The shattered walls they crumbled
Forsook with no employ
No lesser man would follow
The Fall of Troy



Bliss ever-after endless dream
Sore mistaken
Sightless unseen a silver gleam
Love's life taken
Wither a flash so short to last
Bloodied token
Witness collapse the seeds relapse
Man's will broken

Fractured resolve corrupt devolve
Breeding hatred
Seething uncouth so blind to truth
Sentence fated
Finding no path perchance to fail
Endless battle
Feeling no sorrow slay exhale
All like cattle

"All hopes and dreams destroyed at once
Nothing matters
No want nor need benevolence
My life shattered
Innocence gone no goal beyond
Falling lifeless
Absent a soul, absolve, abscond
Make me sightless"

All laid to waste, no living trace
No tomorrow
But with devolving laying waste
Time is borrowed
"Live by the blade, fall by thy sword
Lest redemption
Comes to thy aid, allow these words
Slowly mention
Fighting tension
Every inch in me..."



A thinning in the distance
A descent from on high
A pedestal uprooted
A prophecy on nigh
The shattered walls they crumbled
Forsook with no employ
No lesser man would follow
The Fall of Troy




A never-ending journey
Across the silver sands
Through the wretched hills and forests
Of a thousand foreign lands

Atonement for the fallen
Attempt to cleanse one's soul
Painted black as stolen ember's dying coal

Lost and long forgotten
A wary path he treads
A single oath unbroken
To rectify the dead

A thousand souls of tarnish
A century of sin (to repent)
But with no earthly measure
He nonentheless pressed on...



A thickening from distance
An ascent from below
A pedestal recovered
With hope's triumphant glow
And though the walls had crumbled
His honor was deployed
A greater man shall follow
The Fall of Troy



Troy has fallen
Troy has fall'n...
Troy has fallen
Troy has fall'n...
Troy has fallen
Troy has fall'n...
Troy has fallen
Troy has fall'n...
Track Name: Hey Kay (drunk-day-demo)
Hey Kay,
Don't you worry 'bout what them other haters say
They just don't know what it's like to
Be you anyway

And hey, Kay,
C'mon lift your head cuz it's gonna be okay,
Just shove your love out to the world and
Show what you've got to say


Some boys in love can be dicks
Some family forces can be total pricks
Some elements of life can break on down the aisle
But with a spin, a little grin, a soft sin and a smile
For a while...


Hey Kay,
Don't worry what the stupid haters say
They're never knowing, they're just feeling. And you're
Feeling A-OK

And hey, Kay,
Put a pretty dress on and prance outside today
Just smile and wave, girl, smile and wave...
And wipe the tears away


Some friends will swallow spit and backstab-fruggle mean
Some girls own love within, witholding sight unseen
And though the truth be told, another lie unfold
Annointed, bathed in gold, behold the shining timestream
Growing old...


Hey Kay,
Don't you worry what the freakin' haters say
They never just how you're feeling and your
Life begins today

And hey, Kay, Just sit and smile and feel at peace today
Cuz life gets better, if you'll let 'er, or
So the sages say


Hey, Kay,
Don't you worry 'bout what the friggin' haters say
They haven't lived your life to see what
Makes you, you today

And hey, Kay,
Just keep on lovin' and livin' and layin'
Keep the good love goin' keep the good love flowin'
keep the good feels flowin' and that good love showin'

Keep that love life goin' and the feel-good showin'
Just keep on goin' and livin' it up and out
You're breakin out, you're fakin' out, you're shakin' out
you're comin' home

You're leavin' now, Lord, screw this town, you're tearin' down
the walls they made
You're out alone, your love is known, she's comin' home
This Christmas Day!

You're leavin' home,
You're leavin' home!
She's comin' home,
She's comin home!
Hey, Kay, don't you worry what those freakin' haters say
Hey, Kay, don't you worry 'bout what them other haters say
Hey, Kay, don't you sweat one minute 'bout what the haters say
Hey, Kay, just live your life your own personal way
(And dontcha Don't stop believin', just hold onto those feelin's)
Keep the good-love-goin' keep the good-love-flowin'
Keep the good-times-rollin' keep the sun-shine-showin'
(With or without you, with or without you, I still give, I still give, I still give myself away...)
(I'm more than a bird, more than a plane, more than a pretty face beside a train)
(When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me...)
Track Name: The Porter
The Porter worked the rails from East to Kansas
The Old Man hopped aboard the Boston line
He had important business to attend to
The Porter was to help him watch the time

"Now see here, son, I disembark at Cleveland
If schedule's true, we'll arrive at 4 AM
I'll catch a few hour's rest, but do awake me
I'm quite a heavy sleeper, don't give up, just persist, if I resist...

Eventually the Old Man grew quite tired
He slept in his compartment bundled tight
The Porter was a man to keep his promise
The train continued rolling through the night


[Time Passes]


The old man woke to unfamiliar surroundings
And stormed out of his cabin in a huff
He realized they were nearly to Chicago
He grabbed the Porter's collar by the cuff

"You little runt, I gave but simple orders
And here you go and fail me like a bore
Goodbye, good riddance, learn to do your job, son!"
He hurried out across the station floor

The Porter stood a moment dumb and speechless
He thought back o'er the hours and picked his brain
"If that's the guy that wanted off in Cleavland,
then who's the old man I put off the train...?"
Track Name: S.O.S. (rough hack demo)
{Instrumental}