singer
songwriter
acoustic music
beaker
tinman and the flying mon
bad elements
Story behind the song
Guitars, Bass and Accordion - Greg Mucin /
Lead Guitars - Peter X Anthony /
Vocals - Beaker Granger /
Drums-Wilbur Marrlett /
Produced By Clem.
Lyrics
Those who are always talking
Have no time for listening
Their words are mere filler
Just taking up space
When the air drips propaganda
And truth is in the back seat
Minding its own business
Just along for the ride
The night can rest uneasy
As a stranger in a strange land
It holds no real fear for me
I’m bound to get along
But darkness holds dark secrets
And truth is cruising cross town
Minding its own business
Along the other side
So ask yourself the question
Only you will know the answer
Will bluster help you to escape
And rule another day
Shadows stretch through daylight
Casting doubts at every corner
And truth becomes oblivious
Just along for the ride
c SOCAN 2006