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bad man's game (orig. '92)
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Acoustic guitar and vocals, 1992
atomic wingspan vanity project
Facetious attitude periodically eclipsed by heart-felt wonderings about the existential root
WHERE SAVAGES ROAM I'm threatened by the safety net and troubled by solutions to the problems of the world I tremble when the earth is calm and sleep under the rubble like a frightened feral animal Oh, but it's cold in the home where the savages roam Where the savages roam Aah, aah, aah ... The harshest winter yet All the horses have run crazy God has killed the internet The final course has been taken No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no Aah, aah, aah ...
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #570
Peak in subgenre #42
Author
Ned Pedersen
Rights
2013, Michael Nedland-Pedersen
Uploaded
August 02, 2014
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MP3 6.2 MB • 320 kbps • 2:42
Story behind the song
that might not be of public business
Lyrics
My curious friend, your eagerness to know me is a confusing thing Come tell me what I should not assume ... Your handle is warm Your coat of paint is glowing Your pants are torn Your underworld is showing I have no power My will is a slave to desire You turn away and can't say as I blame you But the fear in your eyes is something to excite me Don't look that way; I've already started my slide Can you imagine what ecstasy's like I hear it's a bad man's game You will remember for the rest of your life These images will not fade Magician's play: Place hand upon your brow and your fever subsides It's almost quiet, except for the sighs of your release Love is like magic, suspension of doubt Not something to figure out I'm down here burning for your welcome, but my confession is not allowed I risk all to be here when you call My search light scans, reflecting on the waters you've stirred
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