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Nightmares at Noon-Hour
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catchy basslines and spontanious trumpets
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lucanus pell the man frum hell .,.apocalyptic .,.other .,. rock .,. blues .,. funk .,. acoustic .,. hip hop .,. experimental .,. comedy .,. jazz .,.alternative
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Genre
Jazz • Acid Jazz
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#3,649 today Peak #92
#217 in subgenre Peak #6
Author
Lucanus Pell
Rights
2008
Uploaded
May 15, 2010
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:58
Story behind the song
based on the nightmares of Lucanus Pell
Lyrics
terrible things in this side of town no one knows who i am even my friends forgot my name the rain had a brain in cahoots with the clouds streetlights search for a way to keep it secret but the sidewalks are screaming dead person knockin at my door far more intense than anything i had ever known before people on the bus we're not alive anymore with a knife in the toaster by the fork in the road when a bomb blasts and the neighbourhood explodes /nightmares at noonhour.,.wake up.,.gotta wake up /it was horrible.,deep shadow and disorder there was no southern comfort north of the border so i began to drink and sink in my own tears,. choked out by (my worst)fears in 55 farenheit,.wearing white and the bed bugs bite even when its not night people come from all around to be in my mare tony soprano and stephen colbert ..,even yu were there and we hopped in the oven and fell down the stairs hopped in the oven and fell down the stairs it was a dream, it was nightmare, it was noonhour, and there was no waking up /well the birds and the bees started yelling at me while the trees take over the town as the grass turns judas .,.,the sky stares me down flowers feasting on my flesh no longer any hope of death., and my teeth fall out.,., but no one ever hears me shout and im always flying .,.,sumtimes dying bleeding but never killed teased and beat deep by fiend and beast dragged north, south west, and sumtimes east concerning my destruction in a dream turned to fiasco i'm heading for a hell and it is hotter than tobasco
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