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You Can't Escape Life
distorted slide guitar meets bluesy, jangly guitar with half spoken/half sung vocals. Think Ben Harper meets Tom Waits.
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» highest in charts: # 398 (37,605 songs currently listed in Blues)
» highest in sub-genre: # 165 (12,714 songs currently listed in Blues > Blues Rock)
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About the song
This is the title track to my CD You Can't Escape Life and was inspired by day to day things going on as I wrote the CD: Shakira Johnson murders; deaths of Johnny Cash, Johnny & Joey Ramone; my dad; my crappy car; my girlfriend; unusual weather in L.A.
Lyrics
I turn on my nightly news
There’s more bad then good
A little girl missing, found dead in a field
In our own neighborhood
Cops shut down a kids lemonade stand
Because she didn’t have a permit
It actually hailed out in L.A.
People didn’t expect it
My father tells me “son don’t get old”
I guess its not so much fun
You moan and groan and bi*** a lot
It’s harder to get stuff done
My girlfriend drives up to see me
She lives an hour away
My car is on its last leg
It can’t handle the freeway
We lost Joey and Dee Dee Ramone
And Johnny Cash, too.
You just don’t know when it’s your time to go
I haven’t got a clue
Death is part of life
And life is part of death
Don’t take your life for granted
Savor your every last breath
You can’t escape life
It’s all around you
It’s everything you are
And everything you do
There’s more bad then good
A little girl missing, found dead in a field
In our own neighborhood
Cops shut down a kids lemonade stand
Because she didn’t have a permit
It actually hailed out in L.A.
People didn’t expect it
My father tells me “son don’t get old”
I guess its not so much fun
You moan and groan and bi*** a lot
It’s harder to get stuff done
My girlfriend drives up to see me
She lives an hour away
My car is on its last leg
It can’t handle the freeway
We lost Joey and Dee Dee Ramone
And Johnny Cash, too.
You just don’t know when it’s your time to go
I haven’t got a clue
Death is part of life
And life is part of death
Don’t take your life for granted
Savor your every last breath
You can’t escape life
It’s all around you
It’s everything you are
And everything you do
