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I Might Tonight
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Mellow song about anger and revenge with only guitar, voice, and in the middle a few things from news casts.
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Peak #92
Peak in subgenre #15
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Garold Cole
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Garold Cole
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April 03, 2004
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MP3 2.9 MB, 128 kbps, 0:00
Story behind the song
I lived amongst the gang punks for many years and didn't appreciate their way of destruction. I challenged them on more than one occasion. In between dealing with helping Clinton fight his bullshit war on drugs in Columbia and then coming back to where I lived, I was on edge to say the least. Gang members tried to murder my wife and I. They put 10 rounds through our place but failed to kill either of us. Sammy and Bam-Bam where the punks names that were afraid to meet me face to face. I met up with Sammy some months later(that's another story and possibly song) but I never saw Bam-Bam again. He's probably dead by now, knowing his enemies.
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I Might Tonight ____________________________ ...and next door inside their yard it's quiet where you used to find ...a little, laughing girl her only crime, the wrong place at the wrong time ...everyday it's nearly the same there's casings where the coward stood ...all that's left is broken glass and the victims outline stain... ......hey, but i feel alright ...i might just light up the world tonight and will it matter if its wrong or right... ...from my door i see 'em all there's the punk who ran across the street ...spray can in hand, he just tagged a wall reminds me of a dog pissin' on a tree ...in his mind he's seen it all but he's maybe barely even seventeen ...immortal now, his names on the wall he's shown us all... ......hey, and i feel alright ...thinkin' 'bout takin' the world tonight it's a long shot, buddy, but i gotta try... .........and i might tonight...... ...this war on drugs, it's a war on ourselves we're fired on from every side ...Uncle Sam, he steals what he wants while the hoodlums, they take our pride ...we all want out but we're trapped here inside like fish within a little bowl ...a frenzied fight, as innocence dies and so our souls... ......hey, but i feel alright ...thinkin' 'bout rightin' some wrongs tonight i gotta gun and i think i might... .........and i might tonight......
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