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The Boy In The Garden
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A Latin thing about a womanizer and the women who love him.
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Semi-literate, godless rock and roll, tender ballads, and a song about a chicken.
Spike and Mallets is the ongoing project of singer/songwriter Jeff Keeran. For several years now Tony Keats has been playing guitar and Kyle Walsh has been pounding the drums. They are identical twins, born to separate mothers on different days. Brent Rawlings has been spotted playing bass in the band and engineering what might just turn out to be their next record. Keeran has been performing and writing since the late 80's, embracing the angry pop of Costello, Dylan, and Lennon. He's still angry today,...he just has to keep his voice down or he'll wake the baby. In the early nineties Keeran was the front man of Celebrity Toast and Jam, a Nashville rock band that caught a good deal of attention from fans and from "the industry". With a major record deal pending, youthful impatience and timeless arrogance caused them to record and release an excellent indepent recording (Large/surefire records) and move to the Bay Area. Youthful impatience then caused them to break up and go their seperate ways. Keeran stayed in California for several years before finally moving back to Tennessee. Enter Spike and Mallets...
Song Info
Genre
Pop • Dance-Pop
Charts
Peak #106
Peak in subgenre #40
Author
Jeffrey Keeran
Rights
2002
Uploaded
March 19, 2003
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I was feeling guilty...though I never really was the guy in this song.
Lyrics
Boy In The Garden Words & Music by Jeff Keeran A dozen girls would wind up in the trash with a dozen rotting roses Twelve love notes still attached They all heard stories about a boy like that Each one of them the latest none of them the last Down in the garden he could not resist He picked every flower just to make it his for a day It was a beautiful bouquet All the pretty ones...they are learning self defense they're not talking to strangers and it's hard to make new friends The old ones all are leaving now with all that they can hold Everyone's collecting something and everything gets old Down in the garden she did not resist Did everything he wanted She wanted to be his for a day It was a beautiful bouquet I've got a vase back at my place I know we'll try to keep this thing alive You've got a face that I could love forever I wouldn't worry It won't last that long
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