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Sam Adams has worked as a recording artist since he was in his teens, recording several solo albums himself in the manner of Todd Rundgren and Phil Elvrum. He writes songs that are uncompromising yet celebrate the colorful world between absolutes. His strong vocal and unconventional harmonic sense create a distinct live chemistry, injecting his songwriting with strains of the avant-garde.
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Genre
Alternative • Indie
Charts
#4,428 today Peak #189
#813 in subgenre Peak #36
Author
Sam Adams
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2011 Sam Adams Music
Uploaded
January 03, 2012
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MP3 9.5 MB • 160 kbps • 8:19
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I'm getting up before this begins These little games that I never win Kiss me sweet, the reason shoots through open doors in front of me And then at night it wants let back in She isn't home until she's in bed Sine qua non - no word left unsaid Kiss me sweet, she says the stories here could pave the streets I sighs heavy to deny her Kiss me sweet, the teeth to draw this bitter blood from me You'll turn into a tiger You'll turn into a tiger An olive branch grew from my empty head You took a chance to chew on all that I said Kiss me sweet, your instinct stops before you understand And leaves the rest to fire Kiss me sweet, and think of fifty ways to skin your man You'll turn into a tiger I love my lady tiger Oh you understand enough brag There's motion ahead of the ridge I'm caught up in air with a circle of birds and your grin And when you rest, I will sleep next to you When you wake, I'll rub my eyes next to you And when you run, I will run after you We'll hunt for demons Another swell And the man outside is gone again He was staring stepping up on every little thing And the song was on the ropes In the morning I was so afraid too sick to sing And I guarded my front door with an iron pan Then I saw the tail beyond the gate begin to swing And the happy horror left of the man Tiger calls to me among the demon's bloodied limbs Tiger comes to me with boiling eyes Tiger sings my soul can finally be born again Tiger stalks me till my mouth is dry Tiger grips my chest to give my breath back to the wind And the secrets I've been keeping She's says, "Nothing worth repeating, Quiet while I'm eating." What did your troubles say, little one? What made you turn away, little one? I leave the rest for you, little one I saved the best for you, my little one. Kisses sweet from lips forever stained with empathy
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