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Tabloid Tales
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This track was started with one one small riff in A Minor and then took on a life of its own. The lyrics are about Paparazzi. The song form was directed in a very Floydian manner.
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This page is dedicated to anyone who participated in "Our Bad Old Days". Whether it was recording musical performances or a friend witnessing countless jams and rehearsals I hope these files serve to harken back to a day of excitement and the joy of our youth. May all of you still be well and are leading the lives you choose to live.
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Genre
Rock Classic Rock
Charts
Peak #1,992
Peak in subgenre #195
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July 05, 2006
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MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 4:58
Lyrics
Exit to the right First door on the left Now they always call your name Things will never be the same You're searching for some anonymity Chorus: No matter how you reach your fame It always seems the same First you’re called a star And then they go too far I don’t know what they mean On the cover of a magazine Cameras at your doorstep People in the streets Without these idiosyncrasies Life won’t be complete You’re searching for some anonymity Chorus Don’t know how it could end this way Things have changed since yesterday What it’s all supposed to be Is shrouded in mystery
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