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The Slow Slow Ground
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It's been a while since we've gotten excited about a song we've made up. We like this one. (I don't like the playskool organ)
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Two guys generally in a basement experimenting with beer.
This is me (greg) and my friend todd. The agreement is that todd makes up and plays most of the music and I do the lyrics and melody. So far it's all very congenial and we're happy with the arrangement. The reason for the project is to keep ourselves happy and have fun. Going by the lyrical content of the songs there might be some irony in that statement. We're enjoying this immensely. All songs posted here are strictly "sketch pad" material. If we can live with a song for a few weeks it will be re-recorded top to bottom. All of the songs here were written and record often the same day or with-in a couple of days. Please forgive the sloppiness.
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Genre
Podcasts Comedy
Charts
Peak #98
Peak in subgenre #35
Author
parker
Rights
clancey lufkin
Uploaded
March 21, 2004
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MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Getting old and all the usual shit.
Lyrics
You don't want to hear what I want you to say to me But in my favorite year you want to keep me smiling Sometimes I'm so worried I'll chase a world away Coming here at the end of most every day CHORUS As we fall softly from the slow slow ground I don't feel what you see in me As we move one day closer to oblivion I don't feel what you see in me You don't want to feel what I want you to feel for me But I have a certain way that makes you want to make me happy Sometime I worry I expect too much from this But a lifetimes lived once before we're layed to rest CHORUS As we fall softly from the slow slow ground I don't feel what you see in me As we move one day closer to oblivion I don't feel what you see in me As we turn gray and then eventually to a shade of blue I don't feel what you see in me As we can look further back then what's in front of you I don't feel what you see in me As we grow tired and shallow As the spin feels more like murder As our eyes fill with more shadow As we fall from the top of the ladder As we fall apart and can't find the pieces As we shift from vital to sleepy As our skin fills with lines and creases As we mover from full to empty As we think we have our eyes wide open As our tears turn poison and we're blinded As we think we are getting to a new beginning As we're kicked in the ass and reminded
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