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Easy Weekend?
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Mid- tempo almost bluesy electronic feel.
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Paul Allgood,Baxter Smith,and Lee Whitsel formerly comprised Chapel Hill, North Carolina's electro pop outfit Wedlock. They are best described as a combination of new disco, techno pop, and digital funk. They carved their own niche in the local dance scene with live instrumentation, while also incorporating strong personal and sometimes politically charged lyrics. Their full length,Continuity, was released in October 2009 and January 2010 saw Paul Allgood and Wedlock writing and producing The Blameless Ep for singer Br'yanna Rain as well as the release of their own latest EP in August.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic • Electro
Charts
Peak #219
Peak in subgenre #11
Author
P. Allgood/B. Smith/L.Whitsel/
Rights
2009
Uploaded
August 29, 2009
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MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:24
Story behind the song
It's a song directed at former evangelist Ted Haggard - his exploits and denials of drug abuse and rendezvous with a gay lover.
Lyrics
Easy Weekend? P.Allgood/B.Smith/L.Whitsel-BMI (c)2009 All Rights Reserved. Every Monday morning I wake with your bone in my throat Six and barely dawning We're grabbing your hat and coat Not so much as a goodbye Tears run down my face End up in my coffee Bitter aftertaste it's easy on the weekend We can try and pretend it's not so That you have to go Stainless reputation People you want to protect Swim in prevarication Drown me in neglect There's no room in my closet It barely fits my clothes Man you've gone and lost it If you think nobody knows We relay on the weekend Backstroke, to the deep end We both know, which way you go- How could you put a man in your mouth? Turn around, spit him out When we're in public Try and shirk the subject When we touch in private You seem to really like it it's sleazy after weekends they way you Try and pretend You don't know which way you go- I'd rather be the queen of spades Than be the star in your sick charade.
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