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Well... well...
New collab. with a new brother...rschletty !
Check it out... http://www.macjams.com/artist/rschletty
The king of the cyber/cowboy! :)
Thanks Richard!!!
Please your comment...
Enjoy!
Lyrics and vocal by rschletty
Music and production by Sil-VER
Artwork by rschletty
New collab. with a new brother...rschletty !
Check it out... http://www.macjams.com/artist/rschletty
The king of the cyber/cowboy! :)
Thanks Richard!!!
Please your comment...
Enjoy!
Lyrics and vocal by rschletty
Music and production by Sil-VER
Artwork by rschletty
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Lyrics
Rawhide danger, punching in for round three.
Spurs are digging deep, deep into this night mare,
she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
It's campfire to meet in rawhide
It's campfire, whoa.
Check it out. Retail body bag.
Tell the Mrs. rawhide danger, punching in for round three.
Tell the Mrs. spurs are digging deep,
deep into my night mare, she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
I can't retrace the steps that got me here.
Etched in granite, no way to undo the years.
The works were random. Should have planned them.
The love that you and I and she and he and everybody shared,
it's all good.
Lift your heart above the cold and bitter plain.
Don't refrain from being something in a story,
a brand new category.
Phase in. Phase out.
Rawhide danger, corkscrew turning.
Rawhide danger, punching in for round three.
Spurs are digging deep into my night mare,
she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
Rawhide danger, [I'm a renegade]
punching in for round three. [rawhide blues]
Spurs are digging deep into my night mare.
Richard Schletty
Spurs are digging deep, deep into this night mare,
she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
It's campfire to meet in rawhide
It's campfire, whoa.
Check it out. Retail body bag.
Tell the Mrs. rawhide danger, punching in for round three.
Tell the Mrs. spurs are digging deep,
deep into my night mare, she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
I can't retrace the steps that got me here.
Etched in granite, no way to undo the years.
The works were random. Should have planned them.
The love that you and I and she and he and everybody shared,
it's all good.
Lift your heart above the cold and bitter plain.
Don't refrain from being something in a story,
a brand new category.
Phase in. Phase out.
Rawhide danger, corkscrew turning.
Rawhide danger, punching in for round three.
Spurs are digging deep into my night mare,
she's way too old.
Rawhide danger, on the edge of vanity.
Corkscrew turning,
about to taste a bit of insanity.
Rawhide danger, [I'm a renegade]
punching in for round three. [rawhide blues]
Spurs are digging deep into my night mare.
Richard Schletty
drakonis
Great great stuff... as usual! Sil-VER weaves his great melodic/sfx
madness around Richard's twisted lyrics and wonderful delivery. I
couldn't help but like this a lot. My critique is with the ending, it seemed
abrupt. I would have liked it to to fade slightly at the end, then crescendo
to a final chord-hit. It seemed to just fall off the end and stop. But the
production quality, singing, and structure were all superb!
ttfn,
Drakonis