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La Dolce Rita
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A tribute to missed opportunities and femmes fatale.
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Blues rock folk groove with Rust Belt sensibilities, laden with irony and innuendo.
Apocalyptic Rust-Belt folk blues rock groove music, with a heavy dose of unstable irony!
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Genre
Rock Rock n Roll
Charts
Peak #433
Peak in subgenre #44
Author
The Elmers
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1991
Uploaded
March 12, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Everyone thought I was crazy for loving her so much She thought I was lazy but I had the Midas touch She dressed like Cleopatra I wept like Antony I paid her husband’s bail and drove her to his trial Wound up chasing them to Cairo, I poled across the Nile As I crawled through the desert The sun burnt her from my memory Her love was brighter than thunder And louder than lightning Those eyes full of wonder Made everything frightening When it storms in the desert, the rain brings no relief Was it a marriage of convenience, and if so his or hers? When things got bad she’d leave him, stay away ‘til they got worse But she never said she loved him At least not to me I wonder if I played a part in setting up the scam The Judas kiss that made him her sacrificial lamb When they took him away she shrugged Her love was brighter than thunder And louder than lightning Those eyes full of wonder Made everything frightening I never denied him, she said, and that was good enough for me Our three day anniversary was the first day of the war She was bathing when I got there, she had left the door ajar Her words were “don’t come in” But what she said was “go away” She met me in the lobby, I helped her with her bags She climbed into a waiting car, a wet parade of flags I couldn’t hear her over the band, but there really wasn’t nothing she could say Her love was brighter than lightning And louder than thunder The silk noose was tightening And it makes me wonder Why I stood at the door waving long after they were gone I caught up with them in Bangkok, found him dead in their hotel Hanging from the chandelier, how long I couldn’t tell I cut him down and found a Tarot card pinned to his lapel On the face was a hanging man who looked a little bit like him On the reverse she had written, “It’s a game nobody wins” I took the message with me and wondered if it ever rained in hell
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