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Slow Death(with a paycheque) (WRITTEN LYRICS)
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A song about recovering from being laid off after years of working for an ungrateful employer. (No recorded vocal)
melodic melodies melodious tuneful melodies headphone mix john gary bovay
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Melodic, Melodious, Melodies!, Melodies! (Headphone Mix), Tuneful, John Gary Bovay
IF YOU ENJOY any of the 12 melodic tracks which comprise my album Melodies! (Headphone Mix), then please donate what you can to those bloody do-gooders known as Médecins Sans Frontières (Doctors Without Borders): http://www.msf.org/ ------------------- PLEASE HELP AN UNDERPRIVILEGED CHILD discover and develop her/his innate creativity by donating any old computer gear you may have to any local organization which refurbishes used computers for use by disadvantaged kids. If you live in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, then such an organization is Little Geeks: http://www.littlegeeks.org/ ------------------- YOUR LOCAL grade/junior high school's music students could likely make creative use of any unwanted musical instruments, amps, and related accessories... ------------------- MISSING KIDS IN TORONTO AND BARRIE: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=27664593061#/album.php?aid=41394&id=660216385&ref=share ---------------- "CODE AMBER now provides both Web Site Tickers and Desktop Tickers for the US and Canada. Please select from the following to get your ticker(s). You may download any or all of the tickers we have available.": http://www.codeamber.org/index-2.php AMBER ALERT Facebook application: http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=2374919178 Merci. Gary
Song Info
Genre
Country • Country-Rock
Charts
Peak #81
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
John Gary Bovay
Rights
1993
Uploaded
June 03, 2008
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MP3 5.1 MB • 128 kbps • 5:32
Story behind the song
I'm looking for someone to record and release 'Slow Death(with a paycheque) in exchange for a split on the publishing, my share of which would be donated to Doctors Without Borders. johngaryb@hotmail.com
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SLOW DEATH(with a paycheque) Written in a boozy, melancholy, down-to-my-last-dime 3/4 time by John Gary Bovay © 1993 INTRO Violin's notes approximate the lyrics' syllables. VERSE 1: When you work. For someone else. You're not paid. To think yourself. Repetition's grind just eats at your day... Though you work. A job for years. What you learn. Will earn no cheers. From a boss who says: “Nice, but do it.., this way...” CHORUS A: In the time. I have worked. For that small-minded jerk. You would have thought I earned my fair share of say... My ideas. I have found. Get beaten into the ground. By a response that says: “That's not, why you're paid.” VERSE 2: The boredom. The frustration. The thin paycheque. That I am making. Oh. I know I will, die here one day... With the shifts. That I am working. The rare time off. Is just a token. No matter where I go, I never can get away... CHORUS B: In the time. I have worked. For that small-minded jerk. You would have thought I earned my fair share of say... But my ideas. I have found. Get beaten into the ground. By a response that says: “That's not, why you're paid!” VERSE 3: Well times turned. For the worse. This working man. Found out first. When a notice came with my hourly pay. (It read...) (Spoken) “Your job. You're doing fine. But to fatten. Our bottom line. (Sung) Your position will be redundant in May...” CHORUS C: With all the time. I have worked. For that small-minded jerk! You would have thought I earned my fair share of say..! Though-I-worked-that-job, for years. What I learned earned no cheers. From a boss who said “Too bad! But things happen that way.” VERSE 4: (Then I recalled...) The boredom. The frustration. The thin paycheque. I was making. Oh! I thought I would, die there one day! With the shifts. That I was working. The rare time off. Was just a token. No matter where I'd go, I never could get away. VERSE 5: Cause it was just a... SLOW DEATH! With a paycheque. Something I didn't need anyway....! Though my job. Is long gone! I will sing a new song! And they'll hear me sing my song soon some day. 'Cause it sure beats a... SLOW DEATH! With a Paycheque...... End.
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