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Something Else

from Americana Soul Clash by Tracer Bullet

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6:45 and all the high rise hopes
of TV queens and burnout boys
get scattered on the highway,
In and out to make a dime,
And I'm flyin high above a vacant sea
of hope, dead dreams and ecstasy,
a suburbanite authority, and it's walking dead majority sayin

somewhere on the pavement,
is where my heart aches for sweet American sleep
and that's where you'll find me

But at night I lay my head down slowly
so it don't break my fragile ego
which takes the blame
I rub my eyes out till they're red, white, black and blue
And in the end will I find you
With the thieves and liars too
In an upscale downtown highrise
where the writing on the wall says

Somewhere in the backdrop
is where we're gonna scream for a dead American Dream
and that's where you'll find me

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from Americana Soul Clash, released September 19, 2012

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Tracer Bullet Chicago, Illinois

One part manic energy and one part street soul the boys howl out a message designed to cross genre boundaries. With consistently danceable rhythms and high energy melodies Tracer Bullet paints a musical picture that will bring to mind the fantasy of watching Wilson Pickett sing with The Clash. ... more

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