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The Cookie Crumbles
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Sometimes it's good to say these things in a song and just leave it at that. I just didn't like the way I was treated and so now the cookie crumbles.
singer songwriter acoustic beatles music florida new york love songs writer college performer larry whitler robin macblane
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I am a solo singer/songwriter. My music is mostly soft although my songs could easily be performed in mostly any style.
For me, it's all about the song. That mysteriously magical thing that happens when a lyric is married to a melody. The writing process is invigorating and exciting while simultaneously being exasperating and difficult. It is that moment when music is being composed and a lyric is being written when I am truly the "artist at his easel." The creative process continues when the song is brought into the studio to be recorded because, as in writing, the production and arrangement processes also have their own sets of challenges. Those challenges are always dictated by the song itself and the task at hand at that moment is to be true to the song and carefully craft a recording that reflects what the song is about. Part three, for me, is to then take that song and perform it. It is the purest form of displaying this work of art called a song and is the only place where the magic of the creation is reflected back to me from a room full of interested listeners. And at that moment it is only as magical as the audience makes me believe it is. My CDs are all available on CDBaby.com.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #193
Peak in subgenre #26
Author
Words and Music by Larry Whitler
Rights
2004 Quill And Keyboard Music Publishing
Uploaded
March 11, 2004
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MP3 5.5 MB 128 kbps 5:57
Lyrics
So I cried a few tears So a few years are gone from my life It's not as if I died and went to Hell or somethin' Worse --- It could be worse, you know I could be burning How right you were, your Honor --- When you said, as cold as ice, "Son you're just experiencing Life" Such profound Wisdom, you spoke your Cliche' well Like all the other jerks Who wouldn't listen You Bastards even criticized my Work --- Now I'm a rich Man A very rich Man And when you speak to me Your words are only mumbles No Campaign cash from me Too bad, the cookie crumbles; The cookie crumbles So I lied, so sue me You're good at that I'm sure I bet you died when you read what I'm worth Sue me, I'd love to face you one more time How could you do this to me How do you sleep at night? You hated me, you despised my ways When you thought I was Poor Well I'd be penniless before I'd be The likes of you --- You value rocks and stones You value money, Guards, take this peon home Now I'm a rich Man A very rich Man And when you speak to me Get on your knees and mumble I'm sorry, I don't understand The cookie crumbles The cookie crumbles So I cried a few tears So a few years are gone from my life It's not as bad if I had died Or gone to Hell or worse --- It could be worse, you know I could be burning How right you were, your Honor --- When you said, as cold as ice, "Son you're just experiencing Life" Such profound Wisdom, you spoke your Cliche' well Like all the other jerks Who wouldn't listen You Bastards even criticized my Work --- Now I'm a rich Man A very rich Man And when you speak to me Your words are only mumbles No Campaign cash from me Too bad, the cookie crumbles; The cookie crumbles Now I'm a rich Man A filthy rich Man And when you speak to me Get on your knees and mumble I'm sorry, I don't understand The cookie crumbles The cookie crumbles The cookie crumbles The cookie crumbles
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