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Heartbreak
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RETRO sort of semi-funk rock-jazz-blues telling you just how I feel
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RETRO pop songs --- from another millennium and another galaxy.
My name's Pete. from Birmingham in UK-land. Nice to meet you ! I made a lot of very varied popsongs in the pre-digital age. I say they're McCartneyish, as I don't know how to categorize them. Allsorts. The description I use is RETRO I'm really a songwriter who wants others to perform these songs. So please bear that in mind as you grimace at my efforts to be acceptable. I'm especially concerned to write good lyrics, and if you do ever give some time to my stuff, I hope you will click to the lyrics and read those also. They don't come easy, you know. I'm plonking my songs here to give them a home, in the hope you might think they're not too bad. In fact, in the hope that you'll snap them up and I'll become an instant overnight megastar multi-millionaire. But failing that, I hope that you just like them. And if you do like one - I'd especially like it if you told me so. We all need strokes, eh ? Cheers ! Pete Songs-in-a-Bottle
Song Info
Genre
Pop Dance-Pop
Charts
Peak #283
Peak in subgenre #130
Author
Pete of Songs in a Bottle
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Pete of Songs in a Bottle
Uploaded
September 08, 2007
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MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 4:33
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current residual status
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this isn't the time for putting on a smile or seeing the point of anything worthwhile for going to parties and pubs, for hitting the town, and painting it red, and living it up in taverns and clubs or swilling beer down and drowning the sorrows this isn't the time for drinking cups of tea while watching the interference on tv or gnashing and gritting of teeth, or stiff upper lips, or flailing of arms, or clenching of fists or pounding of chests it's just not the time for anything other than heartbreak heartbreak, heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak it broke your heart, now there's no point in your existence your world has stopped, there's nothing doing, you're immobile you're in cement, and now it's set and what you're feeling is nothing but heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak it's just ravines and cracks and crevices and fissures despondent eyes stare deadenedly into the dark void you suffer from an irredeemable inertia with nothing but heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak this isn't the time for harbouring false hope or kidding yourself it's cool and you can cope no time for diversionary ploys, for tripping the lights, or seeing the sights or rapping the desk with stupefied taps from numb fingertips this time is for nothing but heartbreak heartbreak, heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak
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