This whole section could've been the core of an entire other track. Legit.

I dig the chord prig, I think it would sound cleaner with more of the spacy vocal on the first section, but freestyle was super rad!

This sounds like Unknown Mortal Orchestra (awesome!). Dig the lyrics too.

Come Alive

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first demo track off my new EP - hope you enjoy xx

RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT (DEM0)

"PTMWTHIAD" by Richard Martin Lacey
Recorded with MusicStudio 2.0, iRig on iPhone 4S

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PTMWTHIAD

"Square Peg, Round Hole" by Richard Martin Lacey
Recorded with MusicStudio 2.0, iRig on iPhone 4S

Square Peg, Round Hole

"Tapping" by Richard Martin Lacey
Recorded with MusicStudio 2.0, iRig on iPhone 4S

Tapping

Unbreakable Bond; The Incredible True Story Of Wilson And Tim The Toolman Taylor

A couple people asked me to show the lyrics, so here you go. 

Please explain I feel confused
You took me out on a Sunday afternoon
And I gave the world a lower back tattoo of my name

Festival city light
Cinnamon coffee time
Hummingbird vernacular
Caribbean Cruise liner
And I gave the world a lower back tattoo of my name

Please don't talk to me that way
I read all your books and still feel so today
And I gave the world a lower back tattoo of my name

Walking in the woods on my hands through the daffodils 
Melting down the icicles in time for the apocalypse
Gravy boat, nipple cream, vitamins, minerals, tryptophan, cinnamon, cereal, Cetaphil
Consequence tournament, metafiction underworld, swimming in the jagged shadow image of your telephone
I'm listening enough to understand the basic principle
"Something in the way" is in my head, it's on the stereo
Peanut butter underwater, David Lynch's brother, you're strangling your intentions with your surrogate mother
I'm the Spanish doctor actor with the stuff you've been looking for
Swaddle your babies with the same thing that you change them on
Lemon drops, Acutane, sugar pillow everything
Responsible philistine, bearded, distinguishing
She asked me to explain exactly all my different memories, I went inside my head and went to sleep I couldn't get any



Que Padre

swept off your feet and right to the side
no in-between reprieve of your pride
balancing now, your head in your hands
that hourglass fills your lungs with sand
self-doctoring your life circular
too familiar to the irregular
contemplate when the lightbulbs went out
yeah they're faded, now think about how

Que Padre

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