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Hear Those Words
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Unintentionally a Grateful Dead sound alike
indie pop rock male beatles vocals harmony bass free melody jellyfish independent multi instrumentalist solo crowded house the police smithereens
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Balsa Racers is Oscar Laun and anybody else who happens to be at G.O.Recording Studio. But primarily Oscar.
Balsa Racers is my solo project. It originally was called "Dewey Wins", but the litigiousness of the Chicago SunTimes (not with my band but with a band in the same name genre called "Dewey Defeats Truman") and the break-up of the band put that name to rest. Balsa Racers is currently a one man studio operation and solo acoustic performance. I do not try to stay within one genre, tho the songs end up being "crafted pop" and less "jam".
Song Info
Genre
Pop • Trap-Pop
Charts
Peak #271
Peak in subgenre #27
Author
Oscar Laun
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Oscar Laun
Uploaded
October 22, 2010
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:56
Story behind the song
Have you ever tried to get someone to get off their butt and do the things they say they will? But they petulantly await the world to recognize their genius? Maybe this song will help.
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Hear Those Words Look out the window there's a world outside your door passing you by Every vehicle contains a thousand stories you won't find Your friends aren't waiting but they don't know it yet You'll never learn to swim if you don't get wet Walk down the street there's a terrorist behind every tree Little devils shouting from their hiding places you can't see All the dreams you dream won't come to pass If you don't get on your feet and off your Aspirations they're the same ones every day But you wait for your own terms If you claim you're a martyr and you're waiting for a sign No one will ever hear those words Your oven's spilling gas and the doctor wants to hook you on Aleve And the guy behind the counter's trying to steal your information so you can't leave your house All the things you hear coalesce So you down another beer and take a rest CH You will lie awake all night tonight You will lie awake and cry Will you finally break that ice tonight That grows around your mind Beams of light break through the morning fog you've cultivated in your sleep Crusty eyed and bleary you sit staring at the slippers on your feet All the night brought thoughts are put away As you pull on your jeans and start your day Sit in the drive through you're surrounded by the morning breakfast twits To make the point you give the evil eye through sneering bloodshot slits You grab your food and hit the gas As you drive away you feel a scratch on your
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