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More than one should be asked to bare
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It is a song about a user, someone who leaches everything that they can out of the world.
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Music.
From the backwoods of southern Indiana, comes singer/songwriter/lead guitarist Brett Michael Houchin. His electric stage presence along with the chops to make the audience piss all over themselves. He intertwines the apparent heavy influences of acoustic and electric blues, country, and good-time rock and roll music into a ball of politically charged and inspired rock music. A great deal of the music is inspired by and written about the world of pop culture, the wackiness of fame in America and strange story songs straight from the spoil banks of Pike County, Indiana. (I wrote that, can you tell. Was it good, seriously? Is there enough ego? I don't know.)
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock Unplugged
Charts
Peak #1,446
Peak in subgenre #30
Author
Brett Michael Houchin
Rights
Brett Houchin
Uploaded
April 10, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I became very frustrated with a person. Note the Bobby Knight reference. I am from Indiana, you know.
Lyrics
Don’t you know that I can see you, Peeking out from behind the curtain You want to catch the evil imbecile lurking You tend to miss the trees while you’re pissing in the forest So Keep looking while the lines you sing bore us Whether it’s a winning shot, or an empty vacant lot Nobody’s gonna truly care If you’re the missing link, or it’s a season on the brink The strain will be more than you can bare. Don’t you know they’ll be there watching, waiting for eminent failure You ran home making up a million ways to tell her You tend to miss the forest, while you’re hiding up a tree It’s too bad opportunity doesn’t come with a lifetime guarantee Whether it’s a winning shot, or an empty vacant lot Nobody’s gonna truly care If you’re the missing link, or it’s a season on the brink The strain will be more than you can bare. Whoa, do you find it that hard to believe That all the wrong isn’t always me Whoa, do you feel it’s that important to win Though you know I’m what you could have never been Whoa, do you find it that hard to Conceive Where you thought me blind I do see Whoa, don’t you know that confidence is key The truth remains, I’m everything that you’ll never be Know what you do the best And Shut up Don’t you feel my eyes on you, waiting for a pitiful dime My father works his whole life for you to tell me about hard times
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