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Black Bird
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Don't listen to this song if your in a secluded cabin by the edge of the woods on a lake with just a couple of friends!
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Dirty Wet Wood is about wood..dirty old wet wood that you can't find so much anymore, its here and there..walk down an ally in an old part of town or find a 100 year old grocery store thats been turned into a cafe or a bar and feel the floor and the winter remnants of peoples boots under your feet. Notice the surface on the crazy busker's guitar. Get into a forest. Dirty old wet wood is the furnace of life in the living room of the earth and every musician can be found somewhere tapping his foot on it keeping time.
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#17,357 today Peak #120
#3,813 in subgenre Peak #35
Author
Old Wet Wood
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Old Wet Wood
Uploaded
December 23, 2004
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MP3 1.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This song was created on the spot and out of the mood in a secluded cabin by the edge of the woods on a lake with just a couple of friends!
Lyrics
Blackbird, come peck at my flesh; I have no use for it. But you say it is still alive. Is it my kick you fear, or do you find my taste wanting? If your ruffled feathers were as numb as is my skin, would you still settle for dead seaweed? Dead seaweed. The cryer stands on a log, offering noise for the wind to snap, and hurl into the sea. Mute to all the world, but for the bird, and the seaweed.
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