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For the kitchen @smajor1 lyrics Competition
My take on "Tunisian Winds" (draft 2, not sure how much more time I will have for more edits)
Lyrics by @smajor1

Mohamed Bouazizi,
a poor man
who sold produce from a cart,
in a country bleeding from the open wound of corruption,
got up that morning
expecting to do nothing more
than support his family with the sales he could make
selling his fruits and vegetables.

He played the game like any Wall Street banker.
Buy low and sell high.
Unlike Wall Street he faced heavy regulation.
Unlike Wall Street he was physically
slapped
in the face.
Unlike Wall Street... Mohamed Buoazizi had no power.

He tried.
He tried to find some power.
He ran to the governor's office in an attempt to get his electronic scales back.
The doors were closed.
No one would listen.

"If you don't see me, I'll burn myself."
Mohamed cried.
This... was his only power.

He walked down the street.
He bought a can of gasoline.
He walked back to the governor's office
and stood in the middle of the street.

He screamed,

"How do you expect me to make a living?"

And then he set himself on fire.

Mohamed Bouazizi's last breath
was the birth
of Tunisian Winds.

Mohamed Bouazizi
was not one of life's winners.
He was only trying to support his family,
And live a decent life,
Like so many others.

But listen!
Because of Mohamed Bouazizi
something's growing.
Tunisian winds!

There's more to life
than being a winner
and so often the winners
they forget
that their world is built
on a multitude of shoulders,
a sea of blood,
an ocean of human sweat...
the shoulders, the blood, the sweat
of men and women
like Mohamed Bouazizi.

Tunisian Winds blew along the shores of the Mediterranean.
Tunisian Winds blew through Egypt and Libya, through Oman and Yemen.
Tunisian Winds blew through Morocco and Lebanon.
Tunisian Winds are blowing.
Tunisian Winds shook the banners in Zucotti Park.
Tunisian Winds are blowing.
Sometimes they seem to go still. But they are still blowing.
They just keep blowing.
Tunisian Winds
Tunisian Winds
Tunisian Windsss

Tunisian Winds Take 2

Club Trance WIP

Club Trance updated version

For the April Beatles Competition in the Kitchen
(Vocals recorded on a $20 skullcandy earbud w/ built-in microphone =D

I know you didn’t love me yesterday
How could I pretend things went my way  

Sit and think,
pour myself a drink
liquid courage has me on my feet, 
hellooo, not goodbye, pleased to meet you, HI

Martha my dear will you call me still
Even after chasing Daniel’s sweet pea Lil

tried to please her
she’d only play those one night stands
can't you see I just want to be your man

Know that I’m true
Please oh love me do
I want to make it right
Can I see you? Tonight?

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