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Pike's Peak or Bust
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60's guitar-driven retro psychedelic pop rock with "progressive" or "jazzy" tendencies. Features a female vocal.
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Eclectic-electric-psychedelic-rock for the discerning Bohemian.
Alamantra's retrospective release "Alamantra By Turns" is now available as a digital download:
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #301
Peak in subgenre #92
Author
Bobby Shiflett
Rights
2009
Uploaded
January 20, 2010
Track Files
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MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:14
Story behind the song
Music and Words: Bobby Shiflett Performed by: Bobby Shiflett: Guitar, Vocals, Keyboards; Melinda Everitt: Vocals, Percussion; Danny Everitt: Bass; Steve Casteel: Guitar; Chris Casteel: Drums Recorded by Frank Pigott @ Studio6, Birmingham, Al Mastered by Channel Fuse Media, Memphis, Tennessee http://www.channelfusemedia.com/
Lyrics
Part 1: Just another Friday, there's no telling why We listened to the Beatles; dug that "Lucy in the Sky." Then a friend came over who had a surprise Had to see things different looking through a velvet eye I hope this trip won't take much time Where is the orange sunshine? Went up to a mountain, looked upon an age-old dream Didn't make much sense; there were too many sticky strings They rippled like Creation's web of silver light Another demonstration of a genius gone awry I hope this trip won't take much time Where is the orange sunshine? Part 2: Never coming down again; it's gotten away from me Always round and round again. I understand this perfectly Thirteen hours up and down, the ground shifts suddenly On the outbound again; we are never truly free. Some restrictions may apply. We may not tell you why.... Should we let you by? Everyone who lives must die One day fresh the next day old First we're bought and then we're sold One day hot the next day cold First we grab, and then we hold ...Let go ...Let go Part 3: Stick around and we'll lose our minds Think back to better days we've left behind Scream at the midnight. The moonlight is sublime If you stick around, you better have a good time.
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