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Rat Race At The Picket Fence
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Blues Rock, Southern Swampy Rock, Punk Rock, Country Rock, Alternative, Christian Rock.
A Unique blend of streety, social, and political inspired lyrics and blues mixed with alternative punk and some acoustic. Band's leader Jeffrey Thomas Blanchard has remained defiant of trends in the past always sticking to his guns of blues, southern rock, and punk rock. A combination of outstanding engineering, recording, and brilliant songwriting and a wide vocal range. Where Jeffro is founded people come and go but he keeps on pushing for some reason.
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Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #678
Peak in subgenre #245
Author
Indian Blood
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Jeffrey Thomas Blanchard
Uploaded
October 10, 2007
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MP3 4.4 MB 128 kbps 4:45
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Rat Race At The Picket Fence Verse: Sitting in the chapel on a lonely weds day Thinking about a pleasant valley Sunday, Trying to think and comprehend All that I have left to learn, Chorus: Today I will not be ignored, I’ll take control of your folklore, When you depart my front door, I won’t need you no more, Verse: People smile, I try to smile back, To keep myself from getting attacked, Your life’s fine well so is mine, Tell me how you found the time, Chorus: And I think I can use you some more, I’ll greet you at my door, Down this river you can be my oar, I’ll raise my sail then your no more, Bridge: Listen to it jingle…………….. Problematic Poverty, Rotten food behind the gates of wealthy, Destituted Iniquity, Cash cushions and extended families, Make a choice between greed and lazy, You say you boss is money hungry, You want to less and make money, Then your time is valuable…………… Verse: I look to my left and to my right, Feel like I’m in the midst of a fight, The battle’s almost over , I feel like I’ve won, Looking in the mirror my enemy’s won, Chorus: Let’s talk about this war, How much more have I in store, I’m convinced that I need some more, Crush feelings that I’m still poor,
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