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Bully On A Roll Part Two Revised.mp3
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Small rock a billy guitar, big anti-bully vocals, done badly. I'm trying to sound a bit like Bob Dylan. Tired of being referred to as a hot cockroach by certain psychopathic gentlemen. Simply not true and hasn't been since at least early 2003.
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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!
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Blues • Acoustic Blues
Author
Robert Ellery Phillips
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Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
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July 23, 2012
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MP3 8.7 MB • 160 kbps • 7:37
Story behind the song
This is a better version of today's tune. Proves I'm not perfect. I doubt that's the issue, but with certain people, it just might be!! A thumpa thumpa, but my consciousness is being bullied and challenged, so I'm allowing myself one more before something different. Story: Two hobos are now being seriously moved on by a man claiming to be police, with a gang. This after they recover from the hospital, while recovering. The problem is that many in the town like them (the hobos), and are kind to them (let alone want them hurt) and don't know about the bullies (or think they are golden, really don't know them when no one looking), or have some doubts (about the hobos) if they do. I'm describing a type of man here, the type that is impressed by guns (that's my problem, I think he's got one) that kill but leave no bullet. Wants a war, and to be a hero, yet a coward.
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Rough draft Bully on a roll spin a fat one now uses his mouth as a weapon no one believe us now maybe we can kill him heart condition our pressure is easily the greatest ever no question Bully on a roll threaten pop in pop the weasel claim he's a policeman how he likes to threaten he like acting apparently I got ten tonnes of nothing narda kaput zip pothead bull thing Bully on a roll Lets see it then Bully on a roll we ain't acting lets go swinging (dick) see it then take credit for my ry and rhythm shake my hand watch him bully on the make telepathically understand him so damn important yep everyone shake gutless he's my schizophrenia not attrition not sucking on his know you and don't oh so well telepathic picasso castle read only memory f*** me ten years of living in hell really with it is not us whatever it is we got an excuse fear what a guy no one mention the girl so special she want be mum my its her whole no means yes world Bully on a roll take one to know one right repeat Bully on a roll forgive the massive lie everyone have fun fun fun fun master of lies of lies master of spies always got his biscuit from following our lines Bully on a roll twist again everyone deny money from there right out no doubt twist and shout Bully on a roll not his fascination suck on my soul then you f*** ing hallucination bob dylan mick the villain kelly slater of the action pat rafter wants a slice very thin prime minister as well send it to the chief of police for a brand mission drubbing mismatch spot the slot thing fat one now fight till the cows come home mouth spews a whole lot of ruckus we're the bucket what he does lazy illiterate refuses to contribute i run miles every day endlessly talking hating I can't get rid of him Rob Phillips 23 07 12 from around miday
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