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Telepathic No Show Bully Blues.mp3
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Raw helicopter blues. I'm in a hurry. Also called Dish It Out No Show Telepathic Bully Blues. I got eyes on the back of my neck. Sure of it. I challenge it. I won't live in fear. These tunes until it declares itself to my face.
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Blues. Used to busk. Thankyou for looking March 2021. Love/art/blues/Rob. So, musical diary
Pardon? How can I interview me? Some streets are better than others? Some highways are brighter than others. Time of day, find a state of mind, imagination, TV, 1920s. I write about love, lost or found, hopefully honestly inspired by love, and try to play better for that. When younger protested about behaviours on my radar, and of course, being a simple artist, surfing the great times I imagine I had in another life, or maybe one day this one!
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Acoustic Blues
Charts
Peak #208
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
Robert Ellery Phillips
Rights
Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
Uploaded
July 21, 2012
Track Files
MP3
MP3 9.4 MB • 160 kbps • 8:13
Story behind the song
Story. Two hobos, lodging in a very dark alley, but its quiet and warm, get a death threat from a familiar foe. They are not as worried as one might think. They are waiting for their equivalent of Batman. They do get a lot fitter, real quick. This is a release of nervous tension and bravado. The alternative story, closer to home (aside from my anti-bully campaign): Around 4.30 am, though I'd been being interrupted throughout the night. Howlers. Motor mouth frauds. Spies. Got a bastard 'get me' thing. Paint me as whatever I'm not circa 1991. Mean overbearing slander campaign. I got to hear of it. I heard they actually expect me to 'agree' to it. As if the their lies about me were a tradition now.
Lyrics
bully dish it out girlfriend twist and shout watch him twist and shout midnight come round lets it all hang out instructed everybody he knows give him the old one two no device too simple got it made in the shade all worked out can't lose he's a womanizer he says a son of a gun changes his mind now he's a homosexual instead that's ok he says lets listen to Led Zep sing the blues look forward top telepathic wet bed Ross 'can't get with anyone.... hated you are right a huge bully bring him down here she go again one person I sure cant use not at all do I need to remind you no means no dead sits you don't get to chose which soul you rock on not a public forum I fell over backwards fixing my reputation Whatever I did You stuck it to me every situation No excuse obviously Bully wanna roll lets see ya big boy lets see it soon Fought me this this morning fights me every night don't matter I have a heart condition don't matter my heart is weak dirt poor responsibilities new vocations any bottom dollar blues down and out actually begged for a living for years not someone's wonderfully prosaic esoteric doesn't know from Adam if reminded I totally slander psychic prison victim lead a quiet life apparently no permission have to fight demons lurking like dead ghouls edge of my visions he want his telepathic Newspeak he's very esoteric anyone noticed that put up your dukes or be done with it not ten feet tall one guy you can easily roll I'll have fun too all afternoon do you know he's got a square behind its true not ten feet tall not a hero not a crimminal not out of sorts in any way not even mad to you ok I'm ready for you telepathic bully lets see the truth Soon see you or see you soon Laws about this sort of thing. They know my address, name, I don't have theirs. 21 07 21012 afternoon
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