Yet another music whoring adventure! (536 hits)
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Submitted by Cicciro <tommyr786.at.hotmail.com> (View user info) at 2005-10-07 03:50:59 EDT
http://www.ubersite.com/m/75636
This was my last posted song here, and the time has come to post another. Hello again fellow uberines, that's a gay name. Fuck this.
I wrote this song after my ex-girlfriend cheated on her new boyfriend with me. Was sort of a funny time, my first adult affair out of many to come if I pursue the rock and roll dream. The song is titled Wake Up, and while this isn't nearly as good of a mix as the last one, it's decent. Here you go, tell me what you think!
02 Wake Up.mp3 (3 MB) [audio/mpeg]
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Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2005-10-07 08:07:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Whoa. How've you been?
Submitted by missflibble (user info) at 2005-10-07 06:23:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
this does kinda sound like I wanna be a homosexual by the screeching weasels...
but still good, cos I like the weasels.
Submitted by missflibble (user info) at 2005-10-07 06:10:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I agree with the professor that you need a different title, but I liked the song.
Submitted by CarterPFly (user info) at 2005-10-07 06:01:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I thaught it was really good, In the I'm still humming "wake up, wake up..and deal with life...mmmm something something pain.." kinda good, even after the songs over.
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2005-10-07 05:23:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Yeah!
Yeah, back in this...
Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
To shake ya up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Uggh!
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot
'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'
'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,
neutralize them, neutralize them'
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-10-07 05:01:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
another quality post from the original queen of goodbye posts.
Submitted by Serious_Melvin (user info) at 2005-10-07 03:54:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Drunk review auto +2!! Later!