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Sounds like the right way to live ....
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Thanks to Robert Palomo for giving this a little sound engineering. Robert said " I mixed thru my mastering plugin (Ozone 5). WordsMightBethe Weapon ToCreateThePerfect Crime If I had a dollar for everything I done To help you through…
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The hard times of the 99% is all over, and it's time the people who put us all in this mess be called out ,and have their stink be put in the street.
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This is a story written by a friend in England (Andy Rashley) who I also write music with, it is about a guy who had a stalker chick when he was young..then she found him 30 years later on Facebook and started stalking him again...until his wife…
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No idea where this came from, all I know is, it was hard work and a late night !! And hard to work the next day !!
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(Em) A legend that the sailors told Tales shared from long ago (C) Secrets that are captured in the (Em) air (Em) It comes to you from far way Whispered roars that fade away (C) Answers that are carried on the (Em) breeze Only (C) heard…
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Like anyone who happens to look, I see the signs of a failing economy all over the Country. This song is a effort to encourage folks to struggle for a more open and equitable system for the financial benefit of all of us.
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Lyrics by Starry Nightmoth and Gene Eric Mann. Reversed vocals by Starry Nightmoth. Music by Gene Eric Mann. Drums generated by Gene Eric Mann via a Yamaha E313 KB. Putting sleepy child to bed Mommy rests her weary head Sleeping soundly…
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EPIPHANY Life, it is but a dream In the back of my mind I can plainly see What’s in the future What’s in it was for me Feel revolutions Surging through my soul I can feel a spirit That is hard and cold In the back of my…
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Psychedelic Folk song about growing up in the red light district, (not a biography… exactly) WOMEN OF THE NIGHT (The Crimson Lace) In the house where I was born Came the men for wicked charms Mama earned our evening meals From those…
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