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By Gum
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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 ...
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Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #22
Peak in subgenre #4
Author
Ned Pedersen
Rights
2014 Michael-Nedland Pedersen
Uploaded
January 17, 2015
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MP3 8.4 MB • 320 kbps • 3:40
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BY GUM Something comes from nothing Even if nothing comes of my best effort to inform or entertain I construct my monument while vanity-impaired, till impulse comes to flush it down the drain And I believe that magic happens in a vacuum tube I am the outcome of every mistake ever made the by-gum on every shoe sole and pirate's tirade I know I must go where no one else goes, where I can't be seen on my own Realize something that know one else knows find that new place to call home And manufacture stardust, particles of ageless rhyme Capture the moment all voices ring in perfect tune Ooh-ah, might that drive me insane Only tighten my chain? My love's adorability has gotten out of hand Methinks she is the fairest in the land I should put an end to all my idealistic crap Before someone discovers I am real And I believe that madness is what blows up and comes back down I have been waiting and waiting for so many years For our dear old savior's return Blinded by tears Something comes from nothing Even if nothing comes of my best effort to inform or entertain I construct my monument while vanity-impaired, till impulse comes to flush it down the drain And I believe that magic happens in a vacuum tube I am the outcome of every mistake ever made the by-gum on every shoe sole and pirate's tirade
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