I made about 6 different attempts to record this. I tried it in the key of G, E, F, F# and finally landed in D. I rewrote it several times. For a period of time it was called "Fall of the House of Zuckerberg" and then it was "Underachievers Anonymous". Both good titles (don't even think about it you songwriters out there), but something just wasn't right. Toying around with the chords and the words and rhythm and the key and the tempo until something finally made it stick and I'm proud to report I'm content here and would love for you to listen. enjoy it dear friends.
I wanna live where culture kills machines
and decent melodies will haunt you in your dreams.
I wanna laugh once again before I die.
Do you think that you could try?
Do you need a reason why?
From the cradle to the amp to the grave
who’s life tonight will be saved.
If there’s vultures on your bones
but they just won’t leave you alone,
they just won’t leave you alone.
I believe in you, can you believe in me
when junk technology is the new mythology?
I’ve written you a song.
If you’d like to sing along
trust your feelings they’re not wrong.
Once you hear it then it’s gone.
From the cradle to the amp to the grave
who’s life tonight will be saved.
If there’s vultures on your bones
but they just won’t leave you alone,
they just won’t leave you alone.
If my afterlife
has got a lazy undertow,
you can feel my tempo slow,
feel the windy tarmac blow.
Like leaves on the breeze
beneath the rubble and debris,
broken glass, swarm of bees
we’re stardust you and me.
From the cradle to the amp to the grave
who’s life tonight will be saved.
If there’s vultures on your bones
but they just won’t leave you alone,
they just won’t leave you alone.
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