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SO EASY
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'So easy to lie, so easy to die / So easy to be victims of our time / So easy to pray your Sundays away / So easy to say blame is never mine'
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Folk - Country - Jazz - Pop
A broad range of genres and production values - from studio work to raw live performances on acoustic instruments back in the days of killer tape hiss. (All were produced as song demos vs artist demos.) IF YOU'RE A LYRIC FAN, click on the "full" or "full song info" line and play the songs from there. That way you can read the lyrics at the bottom of the page as the song plays. I am guilty of all the words, music, arrangements, production, and male vocals. Fortunately, for both you AND me, friends handled the female vocals. (Thanks Leanne, Bodra, Dianne, & Roxanne!) See ya out there!
Song Info
Genre
Rock Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #773
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Van Clayton Powel
Rights
VeePo Music
Uploaded
June 04, 2008
Track Files
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 3:31
Story behind the song
One-shot live recording in the pre-digital years. Being reproduced.
Lyrics
SO EASY Can't sell me sweet poverty I'm the child that dies and no one weeps I've heard you say the Lord's at fault Your voices safe within your vault While I feel my hunger burn Can't sell me sweet politics Your promises no longer do the trick I've had enough of waitin round Maybe this time I'll shake the ground Gonna make the power turn So easy to lie, so easy to die So easy to be victims of our time So easy to pray your Sundays away So easy to say blame is never mine Well, you can't sell me bureaucracy Though you said you'd do it all for me You can have your number back Don't wanna be no package on your rack Gonna ride my Gypsy soul Can't sell me sweet industry Though I've heard it said you set me free The Mother says your debts are due Poor Nature rising black and blue Feel the thunder 'bout to roll So easy to lie, so easy to die So easy to be victims of our time So easy to pray your Sundays away So easy to say blame is never mine Can't sell me sweet honesty If you're gonna say it's got degree Your lies are right, their lies are wrong Well then what the hell let's drop the bomb Let the body count decide Can't sell me sweet happiness If it's right for some but not the rest Saints above, sinners below Well you can damn me now cause I wont go Where the vengeful angels ride So easy to lie, so easy to die So easy to be victims of our time So easy to pray your Sundays away So easy to say blame is never mine ©1980 Van Clayton Powel
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