Name: Knell
Duration: 5 min 18 s
Channel: Elbodo
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Knell

Elbodo

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Knell

Elbodo

Elbodo is an all-original 7 piece outfit from Houston, Texas who specialize in their own brand of music. This brand of indie music uniquely blends a variety of

Elbodo is an all-original 7 piece outfit from Houston, Texas who specialize in their own brand of music. This brand of indie music uniquely blends a variety of influences such as Rock, Funk, Reggae, Hip-hop, Dubstep, Jazz, Blues, and many others into one cohesive sonic idea. 3 guitars, 2 keyboardist/DJ's and 4 vocalists make this a live show you wont forget.

Song Info

Genre

Rock • Riffs and Licks

Charts

#7,582 today Peak #207

#176 in subgenre Peak #6

Author

Elbodo

Rights

Elbodo

Uploaded

January 12, 2012

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MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 5:18

Story behind the song

Come uppance

Lyrics

I’m back at the chicken shack.
Been waiting here for weeks, “Where you at?”
Come give it to me.
Got something good for you…

You engineered and told two truths to tame us both in the same breath.
Give me a name or hug the arms of the pavement.
Agreement reached.
The silenced breached is all irrelevant.
Tore down the wall, the fly, the room to get to the elephant.
And then, compelled to vent, sometimes the nicest thing that I can say is nothing.
Let me tell you something now; bet you’ll do the same.
“What can I say? Passive ain’t my kind of aggressive.”
You don’t look impressed.
Guess we’ve all got a game.

And I’ve got no right to speak.
I shut my eyes now to see you.
But was it in the right?

I drew a line in the sand.
Look to the sea;
A memory I do not understand.
“When did the story begin?”
“Where’d the person end?”
Within our ranks.
I guess we all have fates; some aren’t so pleasant.
That was then and ‘now or never’ is just a distant memory.
This wasn’t part of the plan.
The business we have chosen; got a mortal enemy.
A cautious stand.
I won’t forgive you for this choice that you have made for me.
No burden of being a man, you’ve gone and made a beast of me.

“Hey ladies, what you talking about?”
Best think before you speak.
“Don’t open your mouth unless you got something good to give to me.”

Hold your tongue: that’s a poor choice of words I’m afraid.
Had your eyes on the greener grass; hand me away.
On foot in the grave, hare-brained ideals let you down.
Here’s a concept that you can get your arms around:

Know that life slows down in the old fast lane.
“Didn’t know how to say no?”
One final refrain
Didn’t know the one thing now that you’ll never  know.
The wind that spreads the seed’s the very same one that eventually blows the tree down.

Oh how the mighty fall; leaves me in sweats and fever dreams of a lonely sound.
I won’t forgive you for this choice that you have made for me.
No burden of being a man, you’ve gone and made a beast of me.

Well, 
Merrily, merrily, merrily floating along for this life’s but a dream.
It’s terribly scary; somnambulant;
Walking and talking as though in a sleep.
We steadily hope that one day the clouds will open up and bring us to a king
But we really ain’t living to right; just been told from the start that belief is the key.


Well believe me;
That there ain’t no end to all of the things that been keeping me awake at night.
And no matter how hard that we try it seems that we must hide in plain view.
Know that I ain’t at fault; just the one who’s been heading it and you know we ain’t the ones who’re upsetting it.
It’s out of my hands now, still I’ll be regretting this new Armageddon.
It all ends with you.
Let lying dogs sleep with the fishes and barrels.
Snakes in the grass flee the scene with cupid’s arrows replaced with more substantial bolts.
Quiver and narrowly fail to escape; the stakes are so heroin.
Feel the fear rise up deep in the marrow of your bones.
You know that your true color’s showing.
Upstream in sh** creek: no paddle.
You best get to rowing, but knowing unfortunately is half the battle.
And I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere.
You’ve got a price; everyone’s on a budget.
Between a rock and hard place you know I’ll never be budged.
And it saddens me to say this, but it seems that the word’s legit.
Dying to live by the sword…
And as for the sweet talk; I found it more than just a little endearing.
These walls got ears, true, but you ain’t one for hearings.
Made the dead stop walking and bid you adieu.
Guess we’ve all got a path in which we have to choose
And we can’t regain all of the things that we have to lose.
Still can’t believe that my enemy’s you.
I’ll be strong; hit as heavy as your concrete shoes.

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