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Little Kings
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Another song of the times.....
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I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child
I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child to some stuff I heard yesterday. I was a full time, working musician for over twenty years; doing clubs and concerts all over the eastern U.S., but mainly in Kentucky, Tennessee, Indiana, Ohio, and Florida. I have played every kind of venue; from the smallest, seediest club to 10,000 seat concert halls. Loved every minute of it. I also spent many hours in various studios as both musician and producer on a variety of projects. I am now a part time musician; I divide my musical time between writing and recording my own songs and playing with a great bunch of musicians in a band called "The Grandees". I write songs primarily to make you shake your money maker. I'm not deep, and I'm certainly no virtuoso. I just want you to have a good time. The songs I have here are from my second solo CD, titled "The Twisted Tale Of The Honky Tonk Monkey", which is available at CDBaby.com and my upcoming CD "Bad Choices Make Good Stories". My first CD, "All Night Radio", is available at CD Baby and fine CD discount bins everywhere. Thank you for visiting, and... TURN IT UP!!!!!
Song Info
Genre
R&B Funk
Charts
Peak #35
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
RS Cain
Rights
RS Cain/Bear In The Woods Music
Uploaded
December 24, 2013
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.0 MB 160 kbps 4:27
Story behind the song
The people we send to D.C. make these things too easy to write.....
Lyrics
In the big town Painted red and blue There's some gangsters Sent by me and you They got fancy suits And shiny shoes And they don't care About the job they're supposed to do It's a circus act That's a fact 'cause once they get there They don't look back They're the Little Kings In the back room Up the stairs It's all quid pro quo And laissez faire Build a shipyard Over there Skim the profits And give it to the millionaires Shut down the halls And paint the walls With the blood of the common man They're the Little Kings Pennies for your dreams Billions for their schemes Nothing's as it seems Your assurance From the hill Each step forward Leaves you standing still They move up We go downhill Death by friendly fire An appropriation bill Lies and fraud From men of straw Out of reach And above the law They're the Little Kings
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