What You Wanted might tell it all eh?
Joey Okrie - Music, Production
Mark Holman - Lyrics, Vocals, Music, Production
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Here's the story lost glory. . .what you wanted barely scratches the surface in a blues format. Thanks Joey for making this song redone. It is better now to rest in obscurity, a simple effort to cosmic noise. What you wanted.
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What You Wanted
Here’s the last job in a time slot, a domestic dinosaur.
The rest are dead on a service bed, we don’t make things anymore.
Here’s a looted core of a corner store, that Walmart doesn’t need.
A broke down block, a frequented stop, where morals have no creed.
What you wanted as our borders slip away. How much more have we left to give?
Like new technology, an indentured economy?
Here you go now, what you wanted all backsliders to the rear.
We lost our spot, when we stopped, seeing things too clear.
Here’s a good place, just a slight trace, of what was a family.
Now it is more than an age-old score settled secretly.
We caution you not to look into our eyes. We have something in them now.
Is it our love for you? Is it our love for you?
We ask you!
(Lead Break)
Here you go now, what you wanted, a fake infusion of self-esteem.
An enema filled with poison to rob us of our dreams.
Here’s the story, lost glory, we still have the will to win.
To use our minds to create a time that brings hope to us again.
What you wanted as our borders slip away. How much more have we left to give?
Like new technology, an indentured economy? We ask you.
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