Name: These Boots 4 DEMO.mp3 by Richard 'Ricky' Palmer in Shine4u Records
Duration: 4 min 3 s
Description: Ska cover version of Nancy Sinatra's These boots are made for walking

Shine4u Records

Ska cover version of Nancy Sinatra's These boots are made for walking

These Boots 4 DEMO.mp3

Sampling Rod Stewart's Sailing, adding a reggae vibe and singing lyrics about my lovely city, Portsmouth.
Richard Ricky Palmer
www.shine4urecords.co.uk 

Pride in Portsmouth (Demo) Version 2

Written to promote my home city Portsmouth, UK. 
I have used the tune from Sailing, and added lyrics that related to Portsmouth. www.shine4urecords.co.uk 

Pride in Portsmouth (Demo) Version 1 Richard 'Ricky' Palmer

240828_Pride in Portsmouth_1.mp3

my version of instrumental song from 1963. 
I have added lyrics. 

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This song paints a haunting portrait of emotional absence and surreal memory. Set in a decaying domestic space, the narrator is surrounded by eerie remnants of a lost love—shoes in strange places, lipstick stains, and voices in machines. The lyrics blend poetic melancholy with cryptic imagery, evoking a sense of psychological unraveling. The chorus likens love to a “phantom limb,” something once vital now painfully missing. With its quiet-loud-quiet structure and fragmented storytelling, the song captures the tension between longing and madness, memory and reality. It’s a sonic ghost story wrapped in distorted guitars and whispered regrets.

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Lyrics 

[Intro – Ambient build]  
[Soft piano echoes, distant vinyl crackle, heartbeat-like kick]

[Verse 1 – intimate, breathy vocals]  
She left her shoes in the microwave,  
Her laugh still lives in the static haze.  
The ceiling drips with yesterday,  
I sleep beneath her echo’s weight.

[Pre-Chorus – rising tension]  
I trace her name in the frost on glass,  
Time rewinds but never lasts...

[Chorus – cinematic burst]  
Love is a phantom limb—  
Twitching in the wind.  
I scream into the floor,  
But love don’t live here anymore.

[Instrumental 1 – orchestral swell + distorted guitar]  
[Strings rise, guitar bends like memory warping]

[Verse 2 – falsetto + layered harmonies]  
The fridge hums like a lullaby,  
I talk to shadows passing by.  
Her lipstick stains the bathroom sink,  
I drink her name, I drink, I sink.

[Bridge – glitchy, fragmented]  
She’s a flicker in the TV snow,  
A whisper in the undertow.  
I built a shrine from broken phones,  
But all I hear are dial tones.

[Instrumental 2 – glitch-pop interlude]  
[Stuttered beats, reversed pads, ghostly vocal chops]

[Verse 3 – spoken word + ambient pads]  
Her voice spins in the washing machine,  
Curtains twitch when I say her name.  
This house plays a haunted game,  
And I’m the only one left to lose.

[Verse 4 – full band, emotional peak]  
She carved goodbye in a butter knife,  
Left fingerprints on my second life.  
I chase her shadow through the stereo,  
But all I get is vertigo.

[Chorus – final, cinematic crescendo]  
Love is a phantom limb—  
Twitching in the wind.  
I scream into the floor,  
But love don’t live here anymore.

[Outro – ambient fade]  
No more, no more, no more...  
Love don’t live here...  
Love don’t live here...  
Anymore...

[Hidden Track – lo-fi tape loop]  
[Whispers of the chorus, detuned piano, fading heartbeat]
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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf / MOBest  
All rights reserved. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.


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Richard 'Ricky' Palmer is a singer/song-writing Nurse Practitioner from Portsmouth UK.

These Boots 4 DEMO.mp3

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