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A Growing Concern
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Another song about the concerns of America under Trump.
political fear protest concern
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The music of Lee Shapiro, which consists of a variety of styles and genres. I would appreciate if you "liked" or commented on any of the songs you enjoy.
My favorite kinds of music is the kind that surprises you. While I enjoy conventional type songs (verse, chorus, verse chorus, bridge, chorus), I prefer songs that take you on an adventure. This includes jam songs (Grateful Dead), and songs with many detours and lots of dynamics (Rickie Lee Jones, Dave Matthews). Although most of my songs tend to fall into some kind of normal verse/chorus formula, I do tend to try and mix things up a bit. Which is why most of my songs last longer than 4 or 5 minutes.
Song Info
Genre
Country • Country-Rock
Charts
Peak #18
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Lee Shapiro
Rights
2018
Uploaded
August 31, 2018
Track Files
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MP3 9.5 MB • 320 kbps • 4:10
Story behind the song
A song about fear and concern with the downward spiral America is in. Another protest song all about lies, alternate facts, and racism.
Lyrics
One more toke then it’s off to bed Just to lay awake and worry One more note humming in my head For a song that’s got no hurry I can’t seem to figure out How we got this way I find myself with all this doubt That gets worse by the day It’s a song, it’s a fear, it’s a growing concern It’s a lesson we cannot learn It’s the news, It’s a march, it’s a riot in the street It’s another building that gets burned One more time we turn the truth to lies And that’s an alternate fact One more line that marks the divide Another one we can’t get back Why can’t we ever learn From our past mistakes How many times will we get burned From the con men and the fakes It’s a con, it’s a lie, it’s a major rip off From those elected thieves It’s a swamp, it’s a pit, where we are so lost Down in the belly of the beast Don’t tell me I’m making a big deal Over things I just made up Take off your blinders and see what’s real You’ll agree we’ve had enough One more tear shed for all of those folks The victims of making us great And one more fear over who’s the next souls As we worry about their fate Oh we try to stop hatred But it’s a futile attempt Like trying to stop the rain You only end up getting wet It’s a cry, it’s a moan, it’s a living nightmare Where’s that leave us now? It’s a sigh, turned to stone, by those who don’t care We gotta take it back somehow.
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