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done on logic express and garageband. tried to stick with a dryer feel, as oppose to hopping techno synths lol. the voice volume might become a bit distorted, but i hope the mixing is listenable. let me know!
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Lyrics
old man river
can you see the moon
it's the same old moon
that makes me thin and worn
and there are english counties
like hunting-tunes
played on the keys of
a post-boys horn
and i remember
why i was born
and i remember bearing straight
giving out french kisses on
lundys lane
the yankee ships and yankee dates
and all those bullet-towns
of calamity jane
and i remember chet baker
playing
and i feel a sword stuck
in my throat
and i hear a room blaring
hall and oates
and after i cash out all my goals
i'm singing for him
i'm singing for him
alone
if it's one thing i got
its integrity
and it makes me babble off
in twos
so i got me a big old bottle
of boston sea
and my own set of
stairs to sing the blues
'cause i was tired
of being your muse
and you stay home
on the weekends
frustrated, waiting for my call
you said once you had
a million friends
but it seems there's only
one left after all
and you hate me
for breaking your fall
and you felt a sword stuck
in your throat
and you heard a room blaring
hall and oates
and after you cashed all your
goals
you're singing for me
you're singing for me
alone
and i spent the night
making love to you
i counted the distance
i've driven though
i swear on my life
i'm always true
i'm singing for you
i'm singing for you
alone
remember me like
i was before
when times were less
predictable
remember me when
you're sleeping dear
getting ready to go off
and fight the war
and when you wonder
why you were born
(chorus)
can you see the moon
it's the same old moon
that makes me thin and worn
and there are english counties
like hunting-tunes
played on the keys of
a post-boys horn
and i remember
why i was born
and i remember bearing straight
giving out french kisses on
lundys lane
the yankee ships and yankee dates
and all those bullet-towns
of calamity jane
and i remember chet baker
playing
and i feel a sword stuck
in my throat
and i hear a room blaring
hall and oates
and after i cash out all my goals
i'm singing for him
i'm singing for him
alone
if it's one thing i got
its integrity
and it makes me babble off
in twos
so i got me a big old bottle
of boston sea
and my own set of
stairs to sing the blues
'cause i was tired
of being your muse
and you stay home
on the weekends
frustrated, waiting for my call
you said once you had
a million friends
but it seems there's only
one left after all
and you hate me
for breaking your fall
and you felt a sword stuck
in your throat
and you heard a room blaring
hall and oates
and after you cashed all your
goals
you're singing for me
you're singing for me
alone
and i spent the night
making love to you
i counted the distance
i've driven though
i swear on my life
i'm always true
i'm singing for you
i'm singing for you
alone
remember me like
i was before
when times were less
predictable
remember me when
you're sleeping dear
getting ready to go off
and fight the war
and when you wonder
why you were born
(chorus)
Feter
WOW ..never thought of this style reading the title ..what a cool
rockin style ...o my the vocal is ..just GREAT ..yup so emotional ..
good work with loops ..wished there s a guitar chuckin since the beginning
but thats only my ears ..this song ROCKS ...Thnx alot for sharin !!!!