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Do Not Know Them From Adam Blues.mp3
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Standard anti-bully blues. I have to really ensure there is only nominal sarcasm or my detractors will use that against me!!
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Blues. Used to busk. Thankyou for looking March 2021. Love/art/blues/Rob. So, musical diary
Pardon? How can I interview me? Some streets are better than others? Some highways are brighter than others. Time of day, find a state of mind, imagination, TV, 1920s. I write about love, lost or found, hopefully honestly inspired by love, and try to play better for that. When younger protested about behaviours on my radar, and of course, being a simple artist, surfing the great times I imagine I had in another life, or maybe one day this one!
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Genre
Blues • Acoustic Blues
Charts
Peak #766
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Robert Ellery Phillips
Rights
Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
Uploaded
December 26, 2012
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MP3
MP3 8.8 MB • 160 kbps • 7:43
Story behind the song
The Robot Is Dead Meat by 2978 AD. Further observations the day after they sat on my Christmas, all day: Living in a movie. Lying I'm lying. Lying they are not lying. Lying I'm a masochist. Lying they are not sadists. Claim I'm a closet homosexual. Theirs is the secret world of 'getting on top'. Can't be bored. Sit there until find something that hurts. Vendetta. In their world that is a normal thing once the myth is established. Can't believe an innocent man wouldn't be terrified. Until around July I was. Then I realized the true threat was slander, theft and mean it psychopathy, not a huge crash into my life, or my parents, with a pack of lies and a false arrest. After my father passed away my reputation wasn't an issue, allowing me to fight back. Personally I think they are disgusting. They, I understand, think they are beautiful. But they need a a comparison to me for that, and they are so guilty they won't let that go for even a minute. Nothing deters and no intention. That is fact. Reflection. Blues. Clever. Public reflections and current events, state of the cutting edge and its relation to me. Mother thing. For someone she is supposed to easily overwhelm I appear to be doing surprisingly well. A bastard with two witches. The 'police' have the honour, as far as I know, of being easily the worst bullies and biggest cowards around, which, for WA, is not a pleasant or comforting thought. Grumblers. It's chronic. Group psychosis. The woman married that thug. Never going to believe as nice as she acts. They need to stop dissembling. They are not the Elizabeth the First Club. Continuously using a genius dimension of 'can't possibly get our entire case and defend himself'. Too many of them and besides it is only words? It is not only words. It is a forced enslavement to inhabiting strangers. There is nothing they have got that I can't ignore, but that doesn't mean no doesn't mean no and they are not consciousness rapists. No right. I'll say what I like. Too 'special' to ever face me. Not a clue who they are and apparently that is how the state of play will remain. Feels like a 'man' for threatening someone, in fact, has always needed to do that. Steals love and remains a psychic Godhead this way. Play a game of 'hope' at 5 a.m. every morning (hope for me, they say I have none) in order to gain 'permission' and blame their own bully regime on me.
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