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Mr. Bob Dorsey (Five Extra Arms) and I wrote this song a while back (you can hear it on his homepage), and as a surprise, i was gonna record a piano and vocal only version of it.
But... I've always wanted to sing with Estellie, and this seemed perfect for her, so I asked her to get involved, then Racerat added some guitar, and it grew a little.
And here it is ....a little song about death, which i hope is at least a little uplifting or comforting. This sounds like the last track on an album to me.
Thank you to Estellie (your vocal makes this song for me), Philip (that bloody mouse in your guitar!) and Alan (I did follow your advice, but ran out of ability).
This is the first song I've mixed in months, so be gentle with me!
But... I've always wanted to sing with Estellie, and this seemed perfect for her, so I asked her to get involved, then Racerat added some guitar, and it grew a little.
And here it is ....a little song about death, which i hope is at least a little uplifting or comforting. This sounds like the last track on an album to me.
Thank you to Estellie (your vocal makes this song for me), Philip (that bloody mouse in your guitar!) and Alan (I did follow your advice, but ran out of ability).
This is the first song I've mixed in months, so be gentle with me!
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Lyrics
Back to the bedroom baby,
Fear of birth and the space where you laid me,
Your sex is shining like a comet in he dirty sky.
When today won't listen
And tomorrow's hidden
Where is the sting, where's the victory
The victory?
We're gonna die, we're gonna die
And leave the chaos of our lives.
When the money's gone babe,
Our Clyde and Bonnie days outgunned babe,
When all the love has been made.
When today's a prison and tomorrow's hidden
Johnnie saw the skull beneath the skin
Bequeathed the meaning, Bequeathed the meaning.
We're gonna die, we're gonna die
And leave the chaos of our lives.
And you will
Wipe the tears from our eyes.
Fear of birth and the space where you laid me,
Your sex is shining like a comet in he dirty sky.
When today won't listen
And tomorrow's hidden
Where is the sting, where's the victory
The victory?
We're gonna die, we're gonna die
And leave the chaos of our lives.
When the money's gone babe,
Our Clyde and Bonnie days outgunned babe,
When all the love has been made.
When today's a prison and tomorrow's hidden
Johnnie saw the skull beneath the skin
Bequeathed the meaning, Bequeathed the meaning.
We're gonna die, we're gonna die
And leave the chaos of our lives.
And you will
Wipe the tears from our eyes.
Vic Holman
...nothing up lifting as death.
But F'n A, this is such a knock out track, that I feel like such a retard compared to it. Bob, Estellie, Phil & Steve. Christ almighty if you guys are not the new day Ratpack!