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Closing track of MWT. The out of tune guitar was originally unintended but I've been told it adds to the 'folkiness' of the song. My laziness ensures that I wont be revisiting it anytime soon.
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Ernst Hayim aka "Dilettante" and "Would you Please Stop Talking?" is a song-writer who invests considerable energy in layered lyricism. A rhythmic self-taught g
Ernst Hayim aka "Dilettante" and "Would you Please Stop Talking?" is a song-writer who invests considerable energy in layered lyricism. A rhythmic self-taught guitar player, Ernst also plays the harmonica, keyboards and Appalachian dulcimer. Ernst is also a writer and a teacher. He happens to have graduate degrees in Evolutionary Biology, Genetics, and Economics (in progress).
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Alternative General
Charts
Peak #170
Peak in subgenre #38
Author
Ernst Hayim
Rights
Ernst Hayim
Uploaded
February 21, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.7 MB • 192 kbps • 1:50
Story behind the song
Closing track of MWT. The out of tune guitar was originally unintended but I've been told it adds to the folksy feel of the song. My laziness ensures that I wont be revisiting it anytime soon.
Lyrics
The gods disbelieve their existence Give us proof they say, where's the evidence The leader's gone blind and the judge retired haven't tired of being required The clown just quit his daytime gig got tired of being a phony wig He says man, its creepy to laugh When the seagulls they have it so rough The amorous sheep interrupted By the debutante who spills her pills The radio jockey's lost his horse Rides a donkey now, feels no remorse And the crazy scientist with rock star dreams Has lost his way for good, it seems The prisoner's free in a shuddering heap with no one to be and nothing to keep With a heavy heart, I must depart The trip's been fun, but our paths must part go your way and I'll go mine The road between is swimming in wine
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