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This is a remake of the first song that I ever posted on MacJams. Needless to say, the first version was rather pitiful in the production and performance department, as I had just started playing after a 7 year lay-off. This new version puts the old one to shame in terms of guitar and vocal performance, production, and overall energy level. I have also slowed the tempo somewhat to allow for better diction and clarity in the vocals.
The song itself is a study on the Bob Dylan classic Subterranean Homesick Blues. I wrote the song a few weeks after the Katrina debacle, and have since updated it to provide reference to some of the other catastrophic failures of the Bush administration. I have tried my best to keep the phrasology of the original Dylan song, while completely re-writing the music and vocals. In the interest of full disclosure, I did keep the "Look out kid, don't matter what you did" line as an anchor to build the new song around. I hope you all enjoy.
-Mason
performance credits:
Disclaimer: This is NOT a true Tiny Man Inside song as only the guitar player (Mason Wolak) plays on this song. The full version of TMI is currently working on a few other songs and we hope to release them on this site as soon as possible.
The song itself is a study on the Bob Dylan classic Subterranean Homesick Blues. I wrote the song a few weeks after the Katrina debacle, and have since updated it to provide reference to some of the other catastrophic failures of the Bush administration. I have tried my best to keep the phrasology of the original Dylan song, while completely re-writing the music and vocals. In the interest of full disclosure, I did keep the "Look out kid, don't matter what you did" line as an anchor to build the new song around. I hope you all enjoy.
-Mason
performance credits:
Disclaimer: This is NOT a true Tiny Man Inside song as only the guitar player (Mason Wolak) plays on this song. The full version of TMI is currently working on a few other songs and we hope to release them on this site as soon as possible.
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Lyrics
Cheney’s in the penthouse, pullin’ on the puppet strings
I’m pounding blacktop, wonderin’ what tomorrow brings
A man in the leather chaps, fake smile, cowboy hat
Says he’s “working hard” on that, but I think I smell a rat
Look out kid, there’s something that you did,
The Lord sees all, and you didn’t say Amen
Better jump on the beltway, and slip by the G-men
The man in the bulletproof vest up at 16 Penn
Wants 11 of your sons, but you only got 10
Brownie headed FEMA, canned by Katrina
Response was anemic, botched to the extrema
Police state anyway, wire taps everyday
Patriot Act is here to stay, shadow of the NSA
Look out kid, don't matter what ch' ya did,
Wade through on tiptoes, Louisianna death throes
Better keep away from those knockin’ off political foes
Keep a level head, and respect the dead
You don’t need an anchorman to know which way the bushes blow
Oh, get drunk, get caught, smile a lot and get bought
Cheat and lie, DUI, send our kids off to die
Protect? Disrespect? Shuttin’ down the biotech
Rebuild, resurrect, KBR still gets the check
Look out kid, you’re gonna get hit
By stone-faced schemers in a public appearance
Rove was beamin’ lyrics, but it was still incoherent
Seven men in the break in, comin’ back around again
Runnin’ interference, ‘cuz they got the clearance
Oh, get red, get blue, lying like FoxNews
Hit the booze, take a snooze, close your eye to world views
Demote, misquote, smokescreens and mink coats
Take a stand, get out and vote, and make these clowns take note!
Look out kid, they keep it all hid,
Behind abortion and Wallmart and vague moral values
Rummie, Condasleezy, and a fistful of vandals
Don’t wanna be a fool, you better get schooled
The Press don’t work, can’t handle another scandal
Choruses and moronic quotes provided by Dubya, mostly from the 2004 presedential debates.
I’m pounding blacktop, wonderin’ what tomorrow brings
A man in the leather chaps, fake smile, cowboy hat
Says he’s “working hard” on that, but I think I smell a rat
Look out kid, there’s something that you did,
The Lord sees all, and you didn’t say Amen
Better jump on the beltway, and slip by the G-men
The man in the bulletproof vest up at 16 Penn
Wants 11 of your sons, but you only got 10
Brownie headed FEMA, canned by Katrina
Response was anemic, botched to the extrema
Police state anyway, wire taps everyday
Patriot Act is here to stay, shadow of the NSA
Look out kid, don't matter what ch' ya did,
Wade through on tiptoes, Louisianna death throes
Better keep away from those knockin’ off political foes
Keep a level head, and respect the dead
You don’t need an anchorman to know which way the bushes blow
Oh, get drunk, get caught, smile a lot and get bought
Cheat and lie, DUI, send our kids off to die
Protect? Disrespect? Shuttin’ down the biotech
Rebuild, resurrect, KBR still gets the check
Look out kid, you’re gonna get hit
By stone-faced schemers in a public appearance
Rove was beamin’ lyrics, but it was still incoherent
Seven men in the break in, comin’ back around again
Runnin’ interference, ‘cuz they got the clearance
Oh, get red, get blue, lying like FoxNews
Hit the booze, take a snooze, close your eye to world views
Demote, misquote, smokescreens and mink coats
Take a stand, get out and vote, and make these clowns take note!
Look out kid, they keep it all hid,
Behind abortion and Wallmart and vague moral values
Rummie, Condasleezy, and a fistful of vandals
Don’t wanna be a fool, you better get schooled
The Press don’t work, can’t handle another scandal
Choruses and moronic quotes provided by Dubya, mostly from the 2004 presedential debates.
springclock
and grooves....nice and aggressive....killer guitar work and good
production....I like where you are coming from....you have a lot of passion
in what you say....I like that I can really feel the tension that you've
developed here....really really great job!!!! Peace....Ian