The Strength of Your Rope
from Throwing S**t at a Wall by Bill Coleman
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This here tune didn't turn out the way I thought it would. It. Just. Would. Not. Work.
Happens sometimes. The advantage of TS@aW is that I can go through this process, end up with something I'm not particularly fond of but yet not feel like it was a waste of time. I like those falsettos, and I like the idea of that electric guitar, but not the execution so much. It did only have 5 strings from half-way through. I'm guessing it shows...
Happens sometimes. The advantage of TS@aW is that I can go through this process, end up with something I'm not particularly fond of but yet not feel like it was a waste of time. I like those falsettos, and I like the idea of that electric guitar, but not the execution so much. It did only have 5 strings from half-way through. I'm guessing it shows...
lyrics
On the line, hog-tied,
Underestimated lives,
And you are all alone,
A thousand million miles from home tonight.
As the sun went down and over the edge,
It fell off a cliff and maimed itself,
Then you had another drink or thirteen.
Diving inside, alive,
Investigating rumours of the holes within your soul
That you keep looking for.
There are a million different ways to think,
A dozen thoughts held in your head,
At the same time your face looks like an anvil.
There was a chance that you could play that part,
A chance that you could fool yourself,
And everyone around you looking on.
But there's no time left for amusement,
No time for confusion,
It's time to test the strength of your rope.
Something rears it's
Ugly head and
You can't see
Any way out of here.
Underestimated lives,
And you are all alone,
A thousand million miles from home tonight.
As the sun went down and over the edge,
It fell off a cliff and maimed itself,
Then you had another drink or thirteen.
Diving inside, alive,
Investigating rumours of the holes within your soul
That you keep looking for.
There are a million different ways to think,
A dozen thoughts held in your head,
At the same time your face looks like an anvil.
There was a chance that you could play that part,
A chance that you could fool yourself,
And everyone around you looking on.
But there's no time left for amusement,
No time for confusion,
It's time to test the strength of your rope.
Something rears it's
Ugly head and
You can't see
Any way out of here.
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from Throwing S**t at a Wall,
released January 1, 2011
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Bill Coleman Ireland
Makes music with a laptop, a guitar and a pile of live-recorded loops. Reminds people of Eels, Flaming Lips, Talking
Heads...
Spent 2011 writing and recording a song a week - check out the "Throwing S**t at a Wall" album.
Currently working on his third studio album.
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