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Blame It on the Freeway
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Protest folk rock with classical framing and needless ornamentation
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Facetious attitude periodically eclipsed by heart-felt wonderings about the existential root
WHERE SAVAGES ROAM I'm threatened by the safety net and troubled by solutions to the problems of the world I tremble when the earth is calm and sleep under the rubble like a frightened feral animal Oh, but it's cold in the home where the savages roam Where the savages roam Aah, aah, aah ... The harshest winter yet All the horses have run crazy God has killed the internet The final course has been taken No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no Aah, aah, aah ...
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #862
Peak in subgenre #49
Author
Ned Pedersen
Rights
2009
Uploaded
May 28, 2009
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MP3 7.5 MB • 320 kbps • 3:16
Story behind the song
Something big that happened on the world stage in Oh Three
Lyrics
Blame it on the freeway was under construction that day I killed three thousand people all headed the wrong way I was not drunk or otherwise crazed was just having me a date with a hellish fate And every victim was a Fort Hell soldier travelling in caravan, hurried, running late Must have been a war they were late to Said I had an apple in my mouth at impact Investigators found a few seeds in my throat Blame it on the governor's fingers caught stealing cookies from the jarring force Blame it on the unfaithful lover Too good-looking not to have her bed o' choice Three thousand soldiers, lost on a god-forsaken road Must have been the war they were after If not for me, if not for me but for poor, poor me We'd have won that damn war
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