Petty Tyrants beware! This is the song your subordinates will be thinking about as they plot your downfall! Lyrics below:

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I…Put out all of your fires, and
I…Sang the tune that you made
I…Bit my tongue till it bled, coz
I…Didn’t like what you played

Never got a time to show your colours
Never got a time to shine a light
Take another look at me then you’re done

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I…turned my face to the danger
I…heard the noise from your head
I…disappointed myself, when
I…almost cared what you said

Never got a chance to call you liar
Now I’ve got a chance to shut you down
Take another look at me then you’re gone

THIS IS THE END OF AN ERROR
(Don’t call me up, don’t message me)
THIS IS THE END OF AN ERROR
(Don’t come around, just let me be)

By Oscar Wilde’s reas’ning
I’m a gentleman
I would not offend you
By mistake
So if you’re pissed
It’s because I meant to piss you off
To err in error is not an error
I would make

THIS IS THE END OF AN ERROR
(Don’t call me up, don’t message me)
THIS IS THE END OF AN ERROR
(Don’t come around, just let me be)


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Started out as a drummer shortly after the last ice age. 

With the advent of electricity, I grew sick of being the guy who hung around with the real musicians, so decided to teach myself to write songs. 

Years later, and studio hours too numerous to mention, I've reached the point where I don't suck at it.

I do what I can with the engineering side, but due to some industrial deafness, there's bound to be things I miss. 4kHz? What the fuck is 4kHz? Ohhhh, right....that's the area that's buried in all that tinnitus!

This is the point where most bios will pad the writer's ego, inflating self importance...which I hate, but I'm human, so here's just a bit. Spent years playing sessions, mostly for bands you've never heard of but also for a heap of adverts you probably have. Learned lots of studio craft from some very talented people. Studied production with a Grammy Award-winning producer/engineer for seven years. 

And none of it means a hill of beans in respect to the following question: is the music good? If you think so, then little else really matters, does it?

I have three studio assistants. All are feline, and none of them like asparagus.

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