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the normal way (live)
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a kinda timeless tune about a poster child for paranoia, it happens more now these days . . . from the showboat, metry july 16, 1983
wreckreators new orleans
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that lil' old post-modern mutant pop-rock combo from the swampy streets of metry!
this is the half-true story of a new orleans pop rock combo of the late '70s and early '80's. of course, that means stuff by the dukes, the pseudo dukes, the monsters in transition, and anything else that fits . . .
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Genre
Alternative Indie
Charts
Peak #16
Peak in subgenre #7
Author
m.j. assunto
Rights
2004
Uploaded
July 13, 2004
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
this is the p-dukes, luckett is especially delicious on backing vox and killer skins. . . as is ben-wah on trombone guitar . . . .
Lyrics
ooh wah ooh oh . . . what's new today is surely killing us, but then again we were too blind to see. you can tell what a life like this does, this world doesn't mean much to me . . . i could blow it off, call it the normal way, still it happens more often these days, it happens more these days . . . . radio stations broadcasting dead air, but then again the tubes are just worn, i kick the set clear across the room, curse the day i was born. . . .i could blow it off, it's just the normal way, still it happens more often these days, it happens more now these days . . . it seems as we get older a million things lay on our shoulder, all the troubles we can't blink away, haunt our every move, every day. . . .ooh wah ooh oh i'm tired of this and i can't relax, but they say it's better and then i know and it's worse. . . i'd give up all i had to get back, it's knowing what's out there that hurts . . . i could blow it off, it's just the normal way, still it happens more often these days, it happens more now these days. . . it seems as we get older, a million things lay on our shoulder, all the troubles we can't blink away, haunt our every move, every day. . . . ooh wah ooh oh . . . naw naw naw naw naw naw naw noooo
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