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Inroads

Beatdown Boulevard pt 4

This tune is from the 1978 movie Grease. Performed on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #436 from the Movie "Grease"

Bae I’m at the party 
Come and pour up a new Drink
After all the shots
Come and smoke 
We can talk about whatever 
saw u across the room 
Eyes are wandering about 
But ur looking into me 
Can u tell me what u see
Is it brokenness inside these bottles 
Pain inside a joint 
I’m trynna smoke away some pain 
Got some memories to fade 
Lots of drama in these walls 
Different folks 
With different storks 
Different stories 
Different endings 
Who was right and who was wrong 
Who had won and who had lost
Did u gain anything 
Or did y lose anything 
Lots of folks just trynn prove a point 
Either way there dead to me
U is not a friend of me 
More like just a enemy 
Tell me why y envy me 
Did I cross u up
And if I did just make it clear 
Make a path
I’m turning a new leaf
Trynna better me for better days 
Life is short, why make it shorter
People say, that people stay
That never seems to always stay
Tell me girl, why did y leave 
Problems always raising 
Why u trynna run 
Stay and just fight 
Something u can’t do 
Blame on the others 
Never think about yourself 
Lie into delusions 
Till it’s no longer a disguise 
Look into the sky 
Is this where u wanna go 


Hiding all ur past 
Is there Skeltons ur burying 
Pick out different men 
None of them are marrying 
Pick out a new dress 
All the others are just tearing 
Mixing with ur feelings 
Cause u can’t keep a stable ship 
U we’re crashing and just burning 
Like titanic girl ur sinking 
Into different beds, into different guys

Wandering (Prod.4lexf x Autrioly)

Don´t Feel This Way (Original Mix)

Stream Now

Blame It On Me

Bombshell

Cheeky Turn

Dangerous

"Billboard prophets selling grace,
Wi-Fi gods in cyberspace,
Eyes like windows, lost in phase,
Another soul gone interface.

Plastic oceans in my mind,
Falling through a loop in time,
Ghosts in the metro sip moonshine,
Smilin’ like they’re doin’ fine.

Rooftop dreaming, open wide,
Watch the satellites collide,
Truth gets tangled in the tide,
But we surf it every night.

Turn the lights down,
Let the silence play,
We’ll drift out slow
Into yesterday..."



Wi-Fi Gods in Cyberspace

Scapegoat

Fire Jazz

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Blame It On Me

Solum