How collaborating with a lyricist can help you grow as a songwriter

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One of the greatest rewards of working with professionals is learning from their experience. If you are someone who wants to polish your songwriting skills, you should join MuSourcing as a collaborator. Even if you have not written a lot of material, you can join the team and learn the art of songwriting.

Collaborating with someone can help you find out their unique approach to the same process. Songwriting is an artistic process. Robert Braathe, lyricist of the band Fresh Oil and Chips, has written around 100 songs which can be found on MuSourcing. Not all songwriters get ideas the same way. Robert says, “The best ones seem to come in one sitting.” Songwriters also have different approaches to the question of what comes first. Words or melody? Verses or chorus? Robert answers, “Usually the verses. Sometimes the melody but it usually is the words.”

People have different places where they get inspiration from. Robert gets inspiration from friends, people he meets or observes. Collaborating with someone can introduce you to different topics or open you up to write about different topics that you had never thought of before. Your approach to getting started on songs might vary, however, collaboration can introduce you to many other approaches that you might find even more helpful.

Lastly, it is not impossible to start learning songwriting. Robert started writing lyrics professionally in his 40s. It is never too late to start learning anything. If you have an interest in songwriting and want to improve and learn from someone with experience, join as a collaborator at MuSourcing!

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Hang Out In Your Head by Fresh Oil and Chips

a blues song

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, Vocals and Music by Brian Huff

When did you decide to hang out in your head?
You want to confide but you play like your dead
Was it something he did to you or instead
Have you decided to just hang out in your head?

When did you decide to lay down in my bed
You want me by your side but you lay there like your dead
Was it the way that I loved ya or the liquor instead
Have you decided to just hang out in your head.

When did you decide to burn down that homestead
You lit up the fire but you blamed it on the dread
Did you light up the flames or did the tears that you shed
Make you decide to just hang out in your head

She fills up your little mind
When she’s drinking up on that wine
Don’t fall into the pit with swine
Don’t let it fill up your mind

When did you decide to hang out in your head?
You want to confide but you play like your dead
Was it something he did to you or instead
Have you decided to just hang out in your head?

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San Diego Wonders

Lyrics by Robert Braathe

He’s marrying an ugly girl
They took engagement photos in San Diego which was stupid
I am feeling lucid

Can you take me for a whirl?
I’m feeling enragement at the logos in San Francisco they are so fluid
Let’s go see the Druid

I get the feeling my mind is full
Of seeing arrangements of solos in Los Angeles they are so foolish
In October they’re ghoulish

You are leaving so early, girl
You’ve been seeing that dope up at Berkeley his moves are so clueless
At the beach they are shoeless

He’s marrying an ugly girl
They took engagement photos in San Diego which was stupid
I am feeling lucid

I’m feeling enragement at the logos in San Francisco they are so fluid
Let’s go see the Druid

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First Woman (Good Guy’s Guide)

Lyrics by Robert Braathe

I gotta a sense of how dense
And intense is your fence

I get a feel how its real
And how you wheel and you deal

You are the First Woman
You’ve got them laughing and brewing
You know what you are doing
Coulda had any guy
But you are the good guy’s guide
When you could have run and hide
You are the good guy’s guide

You get your appeal when you steal
And you peel away the keel

You operate on your date
While they wait for the plate

You are the First Woman
You’ve got them laughing and brewing
You know what you are doing
Coulda had any guy
But you are the good guy’s guide
When you could have run and hide
You are the good guy’s guide

I don’t know where I first knew it
When the other ones blew it
And you saw me through it

You are the First Woman
You’ve got them laughing and brewing
You know what you are doing
Coulda had any guy
But you are the good guy’s guide
When you could have run and hide
You are the good guy’s guide

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New York Smile by Fresh Oil and Chips

lyrics by Robert Braathe, music and vocals by Brian Huff

New York Smile

Down the block at the Miner there’s major
Trouble coming it’s going to be quite a rager
The natives are restful but the tourists are restless
The night ahead is gonna leave the streets pestless

Around the bend Mike is scooping some gravy
For girls with curls colored shiny and wavy
An appetite for comfort has got em all swinging
The open mic will have them all singing

They’re beaming with New York Smile
They’re dreaming from aisle to aisle
Take a trip and be out for a while
They’re beam – eem – ing with new york smile

The New York Smile is something worth seeing
Up close and tight the fortunes are fleeing
Into the hands of the bouncer whose choosing
Between the right and the wrong who’ll be boozing

They’re beaming with New York Smile
They’re dreaming from aisle to aisle
Take a trip and be out for a while
They’re beam – eem – ing with new york smile

Bridge
The beams are bright that last all the days
The dreams are right when they get past the craze

They’re beaming with New York Smile
They’re dreaming from aisle to aisle
Take a trip and be out for a while
They’re beam – eem – ing with new york smile

Take a trip and be out for a while
They’re beam – eem – ing with new york smile

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Middle of The Night at The Inn

lyrics by Robert Braathe

Henry times 8 is two weeks
Hand in the trash
Tell him to sweep the bushes
Fishing is nice especially around the two creeks
Hard drive gonna crash
Cash and coins found in the cushions

Melodies made in the mirror
Flatliners played in the theater
Crumple up a paper
Put Fats Domino on repeat play it for two weeks
Gotta save up the cash
Primitive makes compound all the pushing

Monopoly can make it a syndrome
Maimonedes gave you the wisdom
Sit upon a spoon
Cramp into a beemer drive on up to the beach
Grow yourself a stash
But watch the lip biters they’re confusing

Remedies made in a basement
Charities chasing the pavement
Corn on the barbie
Grills nice next to zucchini and roughage
Big numbers on the dash
Get the radar man to cry with some musings

 

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Upstate New York by Fresh Oil and Chips

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lyrics by Robert Braathe, music and vocals by Brian Huff

My love is in San Francisco
I don’t think that’s she into disco
But she’s far away from the days of Albany

My soul is in Upstate New York
Where there’s a tree at every fork
When I’m miles away I think of you and me
My mind is in Massachusetts
Where my life isn’t so ruthless
And my time away is enough for me to be
The man who’ll be the one to set you free
Her hair shines through the hues
On boulevards and avenues
That are numbered from 1 to 183
Her eyes are full of muses
Her soul is free of bruises
She knows just where to find some company
From the man who’ll be the one to set you free
I know my mind is wandering
But my heart is never pondering
About the way she feels (it’s heavenly)
Her life is extraordinary
Her time is not ordinary
She knows she can live her dreams past 33
With the man who will be the one to set her free
My love is in San Francisco
I don’t think that’s she into disco
But she’s far away from the days of Albany
My soul is in Upstate New York
Where there’s a tree at every fork
When I’m miles away I think of you and me
I want to be the man who’ll be the one to set you free
To set you free…
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Month in A Day by Fresh Oil and Chips

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, Music and Vocals by Brian Huff

When I’m beside you I make it a dance
It’s a comfort inside you when you give me that glance
Leave it behind you won’t you give it a chance
What’s ailing inside you won’t leave if you prance

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take all the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

A crease in the inseam made you throw out those pants
I cease to remind you about that summer in France
Come on beside me, let us take us a chance
And roll down the windows and face circumstance

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

When we hit the 40 and we drive over 70
You’ll pray to the Lordy and believe in him plenty

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take all the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

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Barrels Roll

Lyrics by Robert Braathe – Music and vocals TBD

Her barrels roll
It takes a toll
Feed your holy soul
Rock your role

Take a fancy dance
Here is your chance
Make a local glance
In a trance

Genesee is cooling
Maybe for refueling
Keep your eye on schooling
When you’re fooling

You feel your side when you’re agreeing
You see the ride when you’re foreseeing

When the barrels roll
It can take a toll
Feed your holy soul
Rock your role

Put on both of your rants
Wear a t and some pants
You’ll be finding the grants
In the plants

Plenty to see on the neon
Fill the AC with freon
Tonight Show you will be on
One thing we agree on

You feel your side when you’re agreeing
You see the ride when you’re foreseeing

When her barrels roll
Don’t let it take a toll
When the barrels roll
You’ll be high on the knoll

When the barrels roll
It can take a toll
When her barrels roll
Time to play with her soul

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Prototype by Fresh Oil and Chips

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, music and vocals by Brian Huff

I saw it on that ride to the station
Your face and mine in every nation
I know it now after the things I’ve been feeling
With what is there I don’t see any ceiling

You’re my prototype
You got that body type
And the brain yeah the brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You know the smile I want it within you
You see it in the face of the girls that I’m into
She could be your sister with her farm and her sass
But there’s no one like you who can charm with your class

You are my prototype you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You’re nerdy and you’re flirty with the way that you mingle
I like the way you smile and your eyes start to tingle
You bewitch me when others seem bitchy
And tattoo me when others see through me

You are my prototype
you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood yeah the mood that makes anyone good

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