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The Private Joke Blues.mp3
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Slow nonsense blues. Except the last two lines.
artist blues guitar london graphic designer animator illustrator robert phillips robertemerald tichphillips woolich xbusker
Blues. Used to busk. Thankyou for looking March 2021. Love/art/blues/Rob. So, musical diary
Pardon? How can I interview me? Some streets are better than others? Some highways are brighter than others. Time of day, find a state of mind, imagination, TV, 1920s. I write about love, lost or found, hopefully honestly inspired by love, and try to play better for that. When younger protested about behaviours on my radar, and of course, being a simple artist, surfing the great times I imagine I had in another life, or maybe one day this one!
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Acoustic Blues
Charts
Peak #452
Peak in subgenre #43
Author
Robert Ellery Phillips
Rights
Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
Uploaded
August 25, 2012
Track Files
MP3
MP3 9.4 MB • 160 kbps • 8:11
Story behind the song
Story: Apple Jack and Lucky Sam have gone cryptic after issuing a challenge to the just-out-of-sight bullies threatening them. The bullies are pressing huge 'we ain't bums' spiritual buttons, and lying their heads off. I've been surfing. The bastards 'wanted that' too. I hope they get around to introducing themselves after all the fuss I heard they made. Like, yesterday..... My notes: seeing stars and tweet birds lie blues Nonsense Blues better than on permanent groove a count same man whatever I sing it twists to its own very brave protects us all Such a coward now happily adopts ' b*** tea' instead. don't know from Adam/continuous need and threat, a real champion. claim he doesn't hear them/of them bug number one fan loathes, if you know what I mean. Humanity. Not supposed to be people so evil. His fault, that is, mine. Therefore I want their thing about me public.
Lyrics
Joke Blues/Yesterday's draft Don't come back her baby when your joke grow old when your joke blow cold cow howl by up my window what do cows want now cow howl up my window want a brand new song cow howl up my window well I saw it along birds whistle my syndrome whistle me my syndrome whistle me out trying didn't see nothing baby don't care about twist and shout here come/welcome patagonia ease it easy just right here come bupabalonia we better disown yer here come the boot guy and the world ain't sane same no more crows drop like thunder all a two three how zone wrote by number nothing to do with me keep telling me he's a good guy but he's old and mean cows hiss by my window trying to steal my dream left his house on fire sidewalk life entombed look at all my money great guy to you here come the action her come number one friend fan sleeps the night don't even know his name he says I'm the house with the T It won't bother me better give the car a ride cars hiss by window all these brave brave souls better give em ya money be so bold Whole world doing somersaults to accommodate the evil experiment on Robert Phillips Any name you like. Cryptic Talk About Another Thing Blues terribly simple no one listened he's over there guilty of murder no way not public using 'our thing' and 'drugs' welcome to hate (ripped from his head/welcome to be angry/ how pure not the Devil then?) "I'll hurt" (laugh at hate back, such a brave man) 'here come the action' surfing/ a cut strangers sitting on name/doing it for ten continuous years (a club), four in 1990s guts Rob Phillips, from 25 08 12, finished this morning around 7 a.m.
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