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  • Blurt.media Radio - Paid to Blog on Blurt.blog

    Old fashioned Crypto Blogging

    Get paid to Blog on Blurt.blog

    I write in my slippers, ink on my thumb

    A little weird article, here it comes
    Blurt.blog buzzing, my words on display
    Coins in the jar in a funny old way

    I chase little thoughts like marbles and bees

    A headline, a doodle, a snap of the keys
    The page says hello when I open it wide
    And I grin at the screen like a kid with a ride

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Say my name, pay my time
    Drop a little gold in the line
    If the muse is broke tonight
    Blurt.blog makes it right

    [Chorus]

    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Blurt.blog, blurt.blog (blurt, blurt)
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Look at me now, I’m unfurling

    Paid to blog, paid to blog

    Tiny truth in a velvet fog
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    I get my due and I keep on twirling

    [Verse 2]

    A cat on the windowsill judges my rhyme
    A tea cup trembles in three-quarter time
    I type out a joke with a crooked little grin
    And the meter replies, "Come on in, come on in"

    The comments arrive like a fan on my door

    A laugh, a debate, then a little bit more
    I’m selling my spelling, my sparkle, my nerve
    For one more good post and the coins that it serves

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Say my name, pay my time
    Drop a little gold in the line
    If the muse is broke tonight
    Blurt.blog makes it right

    [Chorus]

    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Blurt.blog, blurt.blog (blurt, blurt)
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Look at me now, I’m unfurling

    Paid to blog, paid to blog

    Tiny truth in a velvet fog
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    I get my due and I keep on twirling

    [Bridge]

    No crown, no throne
    Just my little made-up zone
    A pen, a grin, a stubborn spark
    And a page that lights the dark

    [Final Chorus]

    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Blurt.blog, blurt.blog (blurt, blurt)
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    I made a living from my blurting

    Paid to blog, paid to blog

    Tiny truth in a velvet fog
    Paid to blog, paid to blog
    Hand me the bell, I’m still flirty

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - UFO Files

    I clicked through the foggy page

    On Blurt.blog, page by page
    Biggest dossier on the net
    Every sighting, every threat

    The Grays in a parking lot

    Green eyes, cold as a knot
    Reptilians in a diner booth
    Insectoids chewing the truth

    [Pre-Chorus]

    And the papers pile up high
    To the ceiling, to the sky
    Who signed it? Who knows why?
    Baby, tell me, tell me why

    [Chorus]

    UFO Files, say my name (UFO Files)
    UFO Files, feed the flame (UFO Files)
    Gray skin, green skin, all the same
    I read the world and it changed

    [Verse 2]

    The Norique in a winter coat
    Left a symbol on a vote
    US government in a rush
    Stamped the folder, kill the hush

    I heard a laugh behind the wall

    Tiny feet in the hotel hall
    A violin cried like a bird
    Then the room went hard and blurred

    [Pre-Chorus]

    And the papers pile up high
    To the ceiling, to the sky
    Who signed it? Who knows why?
    Baby, tell me, tell me why

    [Chorus]

    UFO Files, say my name (UFO Files)
    UFO Files, feed the flame (UFO Files)
    Gray skin, green skin, all the same
    I read the world and it changed

    [Bridge]

    Accordion moans, the moon turns thin
    A silver coat lets no one in
    I tap the glass, I tap twice
    Something taps me back in time

    [Final Chorus]

    UFO Files, say my name (UFO Files)
    UFO Files, feed the flame (UFO Files)
    Gray skin, green skin, all the same
    I read the world and it changed
    UFO Files, lock the frame (UFO Files)
    UFO Files, never tame
    Reptiles, bugs, and papers came
    On Blurt.blog, I found the stain

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - The Trump UFO Files

    On Blurt.blog, I found the trail

    A stack of names, a smoking rail
    The Grays came first, all big black eyes
    Green little hands and dead-eyed skies

    The Reptilians left scale marks

    On diner booths and parking lots
    The Insectoids in plated coats
    Hummed through the cracks in every quote

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Who saw what?
    Who wrote it down?
    Who wore the grin
    When it went around?

    [Chorus]

    UFO Files, open wide
    UFO Files, never hide
    Grays, Greens, and reptile charm
    UFO Files in the barn (in the barn)

    [Verse 2]

    The Norique slipped in like smoke
    At county fairs and bingo jokes
    The US government shut the door
    Then three more witnesses hit the floor

    A saucer over Route Nine

    A farmer swore it pulsed in time
    A nurse said, “Baby, I still hear
    The clicking steps in my back room here”

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Who saw what?
    Who kept the page?
    Who sold the fear
    And locked the cage?

    [Chorus]

    UFO Files, open wide
    UFO Files, never hide
    Grays, Greens, and reptile charm
    UFO Files in the barn (in the barn)

    [Bridge]

    Hush now, darling, lean in close
    Every file has a ghost in the post
    A crooked smile, a folded card
    A moonlit scar in the yard

    If you ask me what is true

    I’ll say the file is looking through you

    [Final Chorus]

    UFO Files, open wide
    UFO Files, never hide
    Grays, Greens, and reptile charm
    UFO Files in the barn (in the barn)
    UFO Files, open wide
    UFO Files, never hide
    Grays, Greens, and reptile charm
    UFO Files in the barn (in the barn)

    4 min
  • Get paid for blogging about the Strange and Unusual on ParanormalHive.org

    I saw a saucer in the soup

    Three green blinks in a paper cup
    Margo said, “Honey, don’t you stare”
    But my spoon was floating in the air

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Then the dog sat up on two feet
    Tapped the rhythm with a graveyard beat
    And the moon peeled back its silver skin
    Said, “Come on in, come on in”

    [Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive.org
    Tell me what you’re hiding for
    Paranormal Hive.org
    I want the strange, I want the more
    (Paranormal Hive.org)
    Give me the weird, give me the wild
    Let the odd things run awhile

    [Verse 2]

    Bigfoot left mud on the stairs
    Three wet prints and a lock of hair
    A werewolf laughed behind the screen
    Wore my aunt’s old tambourine

    The vampire winked at the punch

    Zombies danced and missed the crunch
    UFO spun in a china glow
    Like it knew my name, hello

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Then the hallway started to bend
    All the leftovers made new friends
    And the cat in the coat said, “Stay”
    Till the daylight faded away

    [Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive.org
    Tell me what you’re hiding for
    Paranormal Hive.org
    I want the strange, I want the more
    (Paranormal Hive.org)
    Give me the weird, give me the wild
    Let the odd things run awhile

    [Bridge]

    If you need a place to dance
    Come inside and take the chance
    Every misfit gets a crown
    When the moon comes looking down
    (lookin’ down)
    I’ll keep the door cracked wide
    For the freaks on the velvet side

    [Final Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive.org
    Tell me what you’re hiding for
    Paranormal Hive.org
    I want the strange, I want the more
    (Paranormal Hive.org)
    Give me the weird, give me the wild
    Let the odd things run awhile
    Paranormal Hive.org
    Everybody sing it now
    Paranormal Hive.org
    Kiss the weird and take a bow

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - ParanormalHive.org

    Get paid for blogging about the Paranormal on ParanormalHive.org

    I saw a saucer in the corn

    Left silver dew on the lawn
    Tiny doors and a green-eyed grin
    Asked if I’d let the strangeness in

    Bigfoot by the county road

    Muddy boots and a pinecone coat
    He tipped his cap, then disappeared
    Like he’d been haunting years

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Oh, the moon went crooked
    When they all came near
    I kept my manners
    And my eyes wide here

    [Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive
    Come alive, come alive
    Paranormal Hive
    I like the strange tonight
    (come alive)
    (come alive)

    [Verse 2]

    The werewolf danced in a thrift-store vest
    Tap-tap-tapped on a silver chest
    A vampire laughed with a red velvet sleeve
    Said, “Darlin’, this town still believes”

    Zombies line up for a pie and tea

    Slow little groan in a key of B
    They spin in circles, they drop a plate
    Then bow to the old iron gate

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Oh, the moon went crooked
    When they all came near
    I kept my manners
    And my eyes wide here

    [Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive
    Come alive, come alive
    Paranormal Hive
    I like the strange tonight
    (come alive)
    (come alive)

    [Bridge]

    I heard the attic start to sing
    Three soft knocks and a ribbon ring
    Violin cried, then the room went still
    Something laughed on the window sill

    If you’re odd, you’re in

    If you’re lost, come through
    The weird ones make a family
    And I’m one too

    [Chorus]

    Paranormal Hive
    Come alive, come alive
    Paranormal Hive
    I like the strange tonight
    (come alive)
    (come alive)

    [Outro]

    UFO over the orchard bend
    Bigfoot, vampire, all my friends
    Paranormal Hive
    Keep the odd alive

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt and Twiggy

    I cut my little films by moonlight

    Scissor-snips and sugar on the floor
    Paint still wet on all my fingers
    But I need a little more

    I wrote a tune for a cracked-up teacup

    For the way the sad dogs sing
    Now the rent man wants his blessing
    And the kettle wants a ring

    [Pre-Chorus]

    So I put it up for the world to see
    One poem, one frame, one melody
    If you love the spark, then set me free
    Pay the baker, pay the bee

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    [Verse 2]

    I sold a laugh to a midnight reel
    I sold a storm to a folding screen
    Every brushstroke got a heartbeat
    Every scene came out too clean

    Then I took my bow to the market

    Played for apples and a tiny brass bell
    But applause won't feed the kettle
    And the kettle knows it well

    [Pre-Chorus]

    So I put it up for the world to see
    One poem, one frame, one melody
    If you love the spark, then set me free
    Pay the baker, pay the bee

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    [Bridge]

    Let the cello say, "She earned it"
    Let the viola hum, "She stayed"
    Let the accordion flutter
    Like a ribbon in the shade

    I don't want crowns or pity

    Just the coins my hands have sewn
    A fair little spark of the table
    For the worlds I made alone

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt.blog coins

    I cut my little films by moonlight

    Scissor-snips and sugar on the floor
    Paint still wet on all my fingers
    But I need a little more

    I wrote a tune for a cracked-up teacup

    For the way the sad dogs sing
    Now the rent man wants his blessing
    And the kettle wants a ring

    [Pre-Chorus]

    So I put it up for the world to see
    One poem, one frame, one melody
    If you love the spark, then set me free
    Pay the baker, pay the bee

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    [Verse 2]

    I sold a laugh to a midnight reel
    I sold a storm to a folding screen
    Every brushstroke got a heartbeat
    Every scene came out too clean

    Then I took my bow to the market

    Played for apples and a tiny brass bell
    But applause won't feed the kettle
    And the kettle knows it well

    [Pre-Chorus]

    So I put it up for the world to see
    One poem, one frame, one melody
    If you love the spark, then set me free
    Pay the baker, pay the bee

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    [Bridge]

    Let the cello say, "She earned it"
    Let the viola hum, "She stayed"
    Let the accordion flutter
    Like a ribbon in the shade

    I don't want crowns or pity

    Just the coins my hands have sewn
    A fair little spark of the table
    For the worlds I made alone

    [Chorus]

    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    For the art I made
    For the night I stayed
    Blurt.blog, pay me
    Twiggy.lat, pay me
    Little gold in the hat
    For the song, for that

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Get paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    I lace my shoes and grin

    Got a job in my skin
    Click-clack, down the lane
    I walk and I get paid

    On Blurt.blog, baby

    I stroll like maybe
    A duke with a paper crown
    Feet on the velvet ground

    [Pre-Chorus]

    One step, two step
    Keep that rhythm neat
    Coins in my pocket
    Tap beneath my feet

    I don’t need a stage

    I don’t need a car
    I just keep walking
    And I’m going far

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    (Blurt.blog, Blurt.blog)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I earn it with my stroll

    Paid to walk, paid to walk

    (look at me now)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I go and I get gold

    [Verse 2]

    Suitcase full of rain
    Hat brim, sugar cane
    I nod to the shopfront glass
    And watch my shadow pass

    The viola sighs soft

    The cello leans low
    Accordion laughs in the hall
    As I collect and go

    [Pre-Chorus]

    One step, two step
    Hear that heel strike true
    I walk in a circle
    And the money comes through

    No fuss, no fuss

    Just my polished pace
    A little blue in the pockets
    A smile on my face

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    (Blurt.blog, Blurt.blog)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I earn it with my stroll

    Paid to walk, paid to walk

    (look at me now)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I go and I get gold

    [Bridge]

    If the world gets crooked
    I keep my spine
    Deep bass in my belly
    And a swing in time

    I bow to the pavement

    Tip my hat to the day
    Then I hear that sweet old cash
    Calling me away

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    (Blurt.blog, Blurt.blog)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I earn it with my stroll

    Paid to walk, paid to walk

    (look at me now)
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    I go and I get gold

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Get paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    I lace my shoes for the stroll

    Through that little word-web lane
    One post, one grin, one hole in the day
    And the coins come back again

    My coat got pockets for praise

    My pockets got pockets for bread
    I tap my cane on the page and say
    "Sir, I was born to be fed"

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Oh, the count goes up
    Like rain on glass
    I tip my hat
    And let it pass

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    I take my turn, I earn my mug
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    (Blurt.blog)

    (Blurt.blog)

    [Verse 2]

    A viola sighs in the corner
    The violin paints me blue
    The cello laughs in a low warm throat
    Like it knows what I’ll do

    I swing by the feed for a glance

    And the accordion gives me a wink
    Then I bow to the post and the comments say
    "That boy can walk and think"

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Oh, the count goes up
    Like rain on glass
    I tip my hat
    And let it pass

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    I take my turn, I earn my mug
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    (Blurt.blog)

    (Blurt.blog)

    [Bridge]

    If the day comes crooked
    I lean it straight
    With a bass-line chuckle
    And a little luck’s weight
    I don’t need gold shoes
    Or a velvet throne
    Just a warm old chair
    And a page of my own

    [Final Chorus]

    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog
    I take my turn, I earn my mug
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    (Blurt.blog)

    (Blurt.blog)
    Paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Get paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    Get paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    Music for walking on Blurt.

    1. Create a Short Film with your Phone while you are walking.

    2. Post to Blurt.media Blurt.blog Twiggy.lat and get paid .

      Add these Hive tags to earn more …

      Sportstalk

      Tribes
      Meme
      Pepe
      Pob

      3 min

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