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Changed some of the words, added a new bridge and some new instrumentation with the musical keyboard feature in GB 2...overall, a little more energetic than the first. i also paid closer attention to mixing this time 'round.
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Lyrics
Verse: i dont care what they say about the plight of man/if you're sipping on the air your'e doing all you can/i dont care if your hair really isnt gold/baby you could sing a song on the radio//
Chorus:
i dont care what your mother stands for/i dont think she stole your brain/i dont care bout the books your reading//
Verse: i dont care what you think god said to you/in the sky above my head i see nothing but blue/i dont care if the clouds hide the sun away/baby you could sing a song in the pouring rain//
Chorus:i dont care about your double meanings/i dont care about your promise land/
i dont find this that intriguing///bridge...woooh!///
Verse: i dont care if your still walking on your hands/if you straighten your back you can see above the grass/i don't care if youre waiting for the crowd to show/baby you could sing a song still nobody will know//
Chorus: The room is filled with crying preachers/surrounded by some science books/centuries of tired speeches.
Chorus:
i dont care what your mother stands for/i dont think she stole your brain/i dont care bout the books your reading//
Verse: i dont care what you think god said to you/in the sky above my head i see nothing but blue/i dont care if the clouds hide the sun away/baby you could sing a song in the pouring rain//
Chorus:i dont care about your double meanings/i dont care about your promise land/
i dont find this that intriguing///bridge...woooh!///
Verse: i dont care if your still walking on your hands/if you straighten your back you can see above the grass/i don't care if youre waiting for the crowd to show/baby you could sing a song still nobody will know//
Chorus: The room is filled with crying preachers/surrounded by some science books/centuries of tired speeches.
nyakki
I enjoyed listening to the song but I felt you were holding
back. At times your voice would crack but instead of being
a distraction, I thought that you should have done it more.
A cry of desperation if you will.