Muffins and Coffins discribes the thin line between good and evil, right of wrong. It's written by Arjan Bogaerts and Karin Guldemond and has an rock-intro that changes into punk in the first chorus
LQR is a folk rock band with influences of Gypsy ska, bluegrass, punk and rock'n roll. A bit of Flogging Molly meets Gogol Bordello.
LQR - Keeping the folk alive !!!
Story behind the song
Everybody tells you what's good and bad. From the day you're born till the day you die, everybody's knows what's best for you. Your parents, teachers, the church. But who declines what's good or bad. Is drinking wrong when you're having a good time at a party? Is listening to rock/metal music wrong? The answer is that You know best what's good or bad. Follow your heart and think for yourself...
The chorus gives you different examples of good and bad. From horrible crimes like murder and torture to singing a song that doesn't rime...
When do you cross the line between good and bad?
Lyrics
MUFFINS AND COFFINS
All of your life they tell you what’s bad
Teachers, the church, your Mom and your Dad
It’s a trick of the devil, to lead you astray
Part of the great soul robbery game
Drinking and smoking and pornography
Hey, it’s alright with me
CHORUS:
Murder and torture, arson and flames
Rape, only not on a regular basis
Kidnapping, carjacking, kicking a kid
Jay walking, stalking the dog of my neighbour
Mailing a letter with not enough postage
Singing a song that doesn’t rhyme
Finding the essence ’s not easy to do
Angels and demons they keep calling you
Searching for guidance, a glimmer of light
Trying to find what is wrong and what’s right
But my attempts cause my doubts to increase
So I’ll do as I please
CHORUS:
Murder and torture, arson and flames
Rape, only not on a regular basis
Kidnapping, carjacking, kicking a kid
Jay walking, stalking the dog of my neighbour
Mailing a letter with not enough postage
Singing a song that doesn’t rhyme
BRIDGE:
Take what you want and do what you like
When you least expect it, epiphany strikes
LQR ’s your saviour in your hour of despair
You still won’t know, but at least you won’t care
CHORUS:
Murder and torture, arson and flames
Rape, only not on a regular basis
Kidnapping, carjacking, kicking a kid
Jay walking, stalking the dog of my neighbour
Mailing a letter with not enough postage
Singing a song that doesn’t rhyme
