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Stalk That STalk
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Swampy Bluesy, a little slide, good rocker, got a lot of attention on this wild one!
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Blues Rock, Southern Swampy Rock, Punk Rock, Country Rock, Alternative, Christian Rock.
A Unique blend of streety, social, and political inspired lyrics and blues mixed with alternative punk and some acoustic. Band's leader Jeffrey Thomas Blanchard has remained defiant of trends in the past always sticking to his guns of blues, southern rock, and punk rock. A combination of outstanding engineering, recording, and brilliant songwriting and a wide vocal range. Where Jeffro is founded people come and go but he keeps on pushing for some reason.
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #116
Peak in subgenre #48
Author
Indian Blood
Rights
Jeffrey Thomas Blanchard
Uploaded
April 04, 2007
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:54
Story behind the song
Pretty much making fun of Stalkers with a little humor and seriousness,
Lyrics
Stalk That Stalk He’s peeking through your window, He wants to find your back door, He wants find what satisfies his small mind, Internet Porno is not where the winners go, He’s got a job at the topless local diner, Declaration to be yourself, your exposed the closet world, Wait till the judge says turn my son, He wants to get a shot of your young buns, GNC and testosterona, mixed in with a 6 pack of corona, He stops at the truck stops just to get a mugshot, In the Victim’s Advocate he says he always innocent, Declaration to be yourself, your exposed to the closet world, The judge says you’ve got to tow the line, Everybody gets a shot at your behind, He only wants to see you, when you cannot see him, But when you conform to, the needy of the greedy, All that pressure’s building up all day, the explosion when he’s had a bad day, Like salt on a slug he showers up, An implosion is his own make-up, Walk that walk baby talk that talk, He stalks that stalk till the sun comes up, Poor little Andy, he needed eye candy, But what he found was a man just like him, His name was fancy nancy, he came from Oklahama, He wants to be a woman but he doesn’t like sin, How’s it feel just to be yourself, The crowd is cheering your exposed to the world, Everybody gets a shot at your behind, While fancy nancy works at Truck Stop #9, Say Goodbye to the magazine, That gave you the idea that you could be clean, Living in the world of Impulses, If you’ve got two then you probably want three,
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