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Mary's Dead (Radio Edit)
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indie electronic pop
A funny weapon that is the pen in the hand. Like the adage goes, "the pen is mighter than the sword", it could never be truer when pen to paper becomes a song. Peek through your record collection to find the songs that guided you through those delicate moments of despair and delight, smiles and sorrows, pain and pretense. The Mystic Underground understand this. Their tales of suburbia in the shadows of the ever forebording presence of the metropolis that is New York City without question bring the point home. Born and raised in the jungles of the New York City scene, The Mystic Underground are a combination of the introspective bedsit dramas written and played out by singer-lyricist, Vladimir Valette and the frentic backdrops conjured up by synthesizer mastermind, Benedetto Socci. Blending the sounds of new wave, post-punk, Britpop, and alternative dance and wrapping it all in an electronic bow, this is a band destined to find themselves at the forefront of the new electronic pop movement. In the words of singer, Vladimir Valette, "...we're looking to grab a foothold in the minds and hearts of listeners everywhere, we want to serve as a reminder that the term 'pop music' isn't an obscenity. We write songs with something to say and aren't afraid to push the envelope and have you singing along in the process".
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Peak #2,613
Peak in subgenre #75
Author
valette/socci
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(c)2004 evergreen meadow music (ascap)
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August 15, 2006
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 4:15
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mary's dead she never said she wanted to when he took hold, said i love you she tried to escape, he was too strong so there it went he took her by the hand then left her lying there soaked in a pool of red one day she'll be found dead the town is outraged, wants revenge her killer fled into the night today, the front page of the news twisted and spun to fit their views but nonetheless, the worst is done cause mary's dead . but when she cried, did we stop to care and when she died, the guilt we'll have to bar so wave goodbye, and she'll fade away beside her grave, i lie, my mary's dead . poor mary ran into the night to cool her head after a fight he took her hand and gained her trust only to steal her life and now blood's on my hand for i let her run away
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