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SAD TO SAY
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'Text your friends and Tweet your list / About the sale you almost missed'
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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
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #82
Peak in subgenre #7
Author
Van Clayton Powel
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VeePo Music
Uploaded
March 25, 2011
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:44
Lyrics
IT'S SAD TO SAY It seems at times we never learn We light the fires and watch them burn We feel the pain the victims feel But flat deny the sex appeal Of front-row seats to agony That we keep tuning in to see It’s sad to say we crave the fires That satisfy our dark desires It’s sad to say we bow our heads To empty men on empty quests Who steal the gold and buy the power Then broadcast to us every hour That everything will be just fine As long as we just stay in line So we don’t mind the things they do As long as it’s not to me or you It’s sad to say, it’s sad to say Yeah it’s sad to say, so sad to say That we don’t learn We just don’t learn No, we don’t learn It seems at times we worship gods Who’d have us die for worthless causes Text your friends and Tweet your list About the sale you almost missed Describe the prize that’s in your hands But don’t admit you don’t understand The emptiness that gnaws inside You swore this one would keep you high It seems at times we learn the most When we’re down to our one last hope One last chance to make things right To bare your soul with all your might Confess your crimes, confess your sins Tell her what a fool you’ve been Then wait for her to make the move ‘Cause you’ve made her the judge of you It’s sad to say, it’s sad to say Yeah it’s sad to say, so sad to say That we don’t learn We just don’t learn No, we don’t learn ©2010 Van Clayton Powel
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