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Wasteland
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Poppy guitar electronic rock
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Swivek is the music of West Hollywood celebrity stalker Bradley Jacobson and his gang of derelict teenagers. Rocking out the electro punk way.
Swivek is the music of West Hollywood celebrity stalker Bradley Jacobson and his gang of derelict teenagers. The new album EVERYBODY HATES YOU is now available! Check it out on Itunes or CD Baby Also, the album INTO THE BLUE is available for download on www.swivek.com. INTO THE BLUE features that ever brazen Swivek attitude along with a more subdued acoustic happiness. Featuring last summer's single "Flirt" plus an electro rendering of Pat Benatar's "Treat Me Right" the rocking "Happy Happy Happy", "Shadows", the pop confection of Timbaland styled "Not A Love Song" and second single "Apocalyptic."
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Indie
Charts
Peak #407
Peak in subgenre #76
Author
Bradley Jacobson
Rights
2005 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes (ASCAP
Uploaded
April 03, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:30
Story behind the song
The opening track to the ARMY FATIGUE album, my rants against the corrupt political environment and the world's modern ills
Lyrics
Lived my life in a cardboard box And now this box is caving in To invade my life you just pick a lock And let your patriot guards in I see what you are going through but I have no sympathy Your social reconstruction Stems from your own insecurity Holding our dreams, holding their hands Holding our heads under the sand You better believe you're going to hear from me We can't even breathe in this Wasteland Your lips move but you can't speak You're too busy judging me Address the world and they see a clown Your plastic smile melts into a frown Let the acidic wind take you and your self serving thoughts away To some place that's duty free where you can count your corporate bribes every day Holding our dreams, holding their hands Holding our heads under the sand You better believe you're going to hear from me We can't even breathe in this Wasteland Closing your sockets, lining their pockets Stepping all over your fellow man Have faith, believe it, you're going to need it When we rise up through this Wasteland
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