The combination of crisp Orchestral elements, tender vocals, zingy 6/8 handdrums and someone stomping on your face dance elements...
A gentle blend of madness infused with a kiss of near homicidal rage and a touch of melodic caffeine - a triple-shot caffe late for your inner child.
Story behind the song
This song started out with just the vocal melody and evolved from there.
The vocals were recorded in Sonar5PE then bounced to Project5,
the finished mixed track fade out was done using Nero, no other outside processing.
Everything else including the mix was done in Project5.
Lyrics
I've got a monkey on my back
a little problem called Iraq
and I keep feeding it, feeding it, feeding it
my sons
I keep feeding it, feeding it, feeding it
I keep feeding it, feeding it, feeding it
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