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Pop-punk band from Orange County, CA
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #113
Peak in subgenre #8
Author
Marc Morcos / Mario Morcos
Uploaded
May 08, 2020
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MP3 9.0 MB • 320 kbps • 3:57
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Story behind the song
Sixteen, a bombshell, and my friend. What more is there to say? It was a time when everything seemed a little simpler, life just a bit more calm. An era in which everything you did surrounded your friends, without the need for special occasions. Lunches came in brown paper sacks, and crushes filled crowded hallways. The bone-chill of early morning runs, the whipping heat of mid-day runs, the sheer exhaustion of late-afternoon runs - a fate to be inflicted by Admissions and Records. It was a phase in which innocence faded, yet innocence still remained. They were the days in which Those were the days remember, the days of high school, when we were young.
I met her in 2nd period. It was the first day of the last semester of my last year of high school. Off Tech/WP 1A was what they called it, but official administrative-sponsored titles never seemed to make much sense. So we called it Keyboarding. The first day of a class was always exciting for me. It was fun to see who would be in the class, what the teacher would be like, and what kind of experience that class would offer. I already figured this class was going to be fun because my brother and my best friend were in it, and since I had the teacher the semester before, I knew she would be pretty cool. But after the seating chart took effect, only the lucky ones prevailed.
I found myself sitting next to her. I didnt know who she was at the time, and didnt really pay her much attention. I was more concerned with the fact that I was across the room from where I wanted to be - with my best friend and my brother. But like most of the others around me, I accepted my fate.
When she turned around to talk to me, it was only to ask if I had a brother. I told her I did and pointed to him. When she asked if I had another, I told her I had none. She told me I looked just like a guy she knew the year before. When I asked her who it was, she told me his name. I didnt recognize the name, but the girl to my left did. It was her brother.
Twists of luck and fate brought us all together. The seeds of friendship were planted, and it wasnt long before the bonds grew. Throughout the next 4 months, many memories were written - memories that remembered a moment, a moment that defined a period. That moment was that class. That period - high school.
The class ended, and just like that, everything was gone. Not one at a time, but all at once. A new life was unfolding before me, and I didnt like it. Instead, I felt old and abandoned. I was considered an adult now. School was over. All that was left was a succession of classes to be completed that would lead me to an eight-hour-a-day career. The fun of youth was gone; the party was over.
And then I would think back, back to those times not so far back in time, but generations away in reality, and I would realize how much I missed them, and how much they meant. And in the forefront of this memory, still fresh from the experience, there stood Keyboarding. And before I knew it, Keyboarding turned from being that last great experience of high school, to becoming an untouchable sort of phenomena. And Jami, that girl I met in class that semester, her being the main reason that class had such an impact on my life, became this sort of person that I felt a lot of feelings for. 16, a Bombshell and My Friend is about that girl I met in class that semester, about the times we shared, and about the four-year journey of high school that experience represented.
When I sat down to write this song, I already had the words for just up to the first chorus complete. This was because over the previous few weeks, as I sang the tune in my head, I would end up stumbling upon lyrics. I didnt intend for these lyrics to be permanent, and when I decided to seriously begin writing this song..... [Full story at www.DrowningFish.com] -Marc Morcos
Lyrics
Sixteen, a bombshell... and my friend
Brown flowing silk for hair
Chocolate eyes and a natural tan
A candy cane smile, pure as snow and love
Somewhere along the way
I guess I fell in love
You said you're gonna miss me
And I just laughed
But then you just disappeared
And left me only with
The re-runs of the past
Looking back at the times
We once had
Sixteen, a bombshell, and my friend
Laughing, having fun
Just you and me
Take me back to the time when we were friends
You wanted to ditch
But I felt bad
Small town values, colliding with big city demands
Got so high off the bliss you'd inject into me
We both thought we were the beginning
Of a good thing
You said you're gonna miss me
I wanted to cry
And then you just disappeared
Left me waiting there
All alone and in the rain
Looking back at the times
We once had
Sixteen, a bombshell, and my friend
Laughing, having fun
Just you and me
Take me back to the time when we were friends
You said you're gonna miss me
That night I cried
Thought about what we had
Why did it have to end
Who took the you out of I
Looking back at the times
We once had
Sixteen, a bombshell, and my friend
Laughing, having fun
Just you and me
Take me back to the time when we were friends
