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Waste Of Time
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Energetic, Passionate, Original Blues/Rythmn-Inspired-Rock&Roll 3-Piece Band playing solid songs written and arranged by Guitarist/Singer Paul Thomas and known
The Paul Thomas Band (PTB) Original, classic blues/classic rock/perpetual-rythmn-inspired, straight-as-whisky-blues/rock and roll performed by a tight 3-Piece group. Written and arranged by Paul Thomas of NY. The goal of PTB is to be energetic, emotional, progressive and natural... for me, music is unleashed from an inner self that knows what is going to come out by instinct... it's up to the rest of me and my bandmates to translate that. We shoot for a full-band merging the aspects of rhythm and lead into one enjoyable and energetic experience. The band is currently apart and I am currently searching for artists to continue with. The most common (And beloved) line-up was: Stephen Thomas on Bass Alan Bruggemen on Drums and myself, Paul Thomas, on guitar and vocals. Doug Freed's services on the drums, in the past, was also invaluable! Lately, I've been recording all of the songs on my own. Playing all three instruments.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock n Roll
Charts
Peak #523
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Paul Damon Thomas
Rights
2002
Uploaded
August 05, 2006
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MP3
MP3 7.2 MB 128 kbps 7:52
Lyrics
Out of the sunshine and into the cold A lost hungry dog that is about to grow bold Fed by the hands of the women of gold Feeding for years on the lies that were told To all the dogs wasting their time Cold and abandoned; Forever unknown Cloaked by the darkness that’s steadily grown Old tired eyes look at what has become Today has no future ‘til the past is done "Irrationalization" turned into rhyme I’m sick of you wasting all of my time I always knew you would never come through You sacrifice nothing in all that you do Maybe you’ll see the mask upon your face But don’t be surprised if you find it too late The sudden moment is slipping right by You’re sitting there wasting all of my time I never wanted to let old dogs lie They stay in the corners of all of our eyes So many lost dogs out under the sky Searching for the scent of the time that went by "Irrationalization" turned into rhyme I’m sick of you wasting all of my time
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