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Pigs Can Fly
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RETRO melodic blues with sound effected voice. A quirky protest song. You know - it just quirks....
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RETRO pop songs --- from another millennium and another galaxy.
My name's Pete. from Birmingham in UK-land. Nice to meet you ! I made a lot of very varied popsongs in the pre-digital age. I say they're McCartneyish, as I don't know how to categorize them. Allsorts. The description I use is RETRO I'm really a songwriter who wants others to perform these songs. So please bear that in mind as you grimace at my efforts to be acceptable. I'm especially concerned to write good lyrics, and if you do ever give some time to my stuff, I hope you will click to the lyrics and read those also. They don't come easy, you know. I'm plonking my songs here to give them a home, in the hope you might think they're not too bad. In fact, in the hope that you'll snap them up and I'll become an instant overnight megastar multi-millionaire. But failing that, I hope that you just like them. And if you do like one - I'd especially like it if you told me so. We all need strokes, eh ? Cheers ! Pete Songs-in-a-Bottle
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Genre
Pop Dance-Pop
Author
Pete of Songs in a Bottle
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Pete of Songs in a Bottle
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August 04, 2007
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 4:41
Story behind the song
A duplicity of decades old, the title was always there, but I was stuck for words. I finally came up with something in August 2007. That's possibly a word a day. I know, I rush things.....
Lyrics
you float on my horizon like ink-spots I keep you at that distance so you're out of sight like moving micro dots your needs too small for me to magnify where's the justice ? you got it babe ! pigs can fly you know, my hearing's weak, my vision's blurred my eyes won't see you wave, and if you've said something - my ears they haven't heard I'd love to stop, but I'm a passer-by where's the justice ? you got it babe ! pigs can fly you ooze a whiff of some obnoxious smell I flap my hands to waft your stink away from me, cos opposites repel why, I am acid, you are alkali where's the justice ? you got it babe ! pigs can fly poverty protestors take my word there's nothing to fear make a noise and let off steam, howl and scowl, but never too near just now your stomach cried, your stomach squealed for food, but it can't wallow in the shelter of the wheatsheaves in my own protected field I'd give you feedin' but there's no supply where's the justice ? you got it babe ! pigs can fly propertyless paupers can you read the words on the sign ? they say every item is marked and every item is mine too bad to see your water-level's low while here I'm busy bathing in refreshing pools where rivers overflow I'd give you drinkin' but my well is dry where's the justice ? you got it babe ! pigs can fly
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