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Single Greatest Song Of All Time

Discussion in 'Music Forum' started by tharan000, Oct 13, 2010.

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    This a non-vocal late 80's classic from an African entrepreneur who made his fortune giving to background music everywhere in the West.

    Wally Badarou - The Feet of Fouta - Words of a Mountain (album)

    Wally Badarou - The Feet of Fouta - Words of a Mountain (album) (1989)

    1.25 speed is recommended

    But if you want to experience it as we did as teenagers, then Normal speed is recommended. We were listening to this, drinking Mad Dog wine because of my fake ID, sitting on my car, contemplating Life.

    I hope you are well Paige Marini and Laura Ram.

     
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    The Doors - Peace Frog

    The Doors - Peace Frog (1970)



    "Peace Frog"

    There's blood in the streets
    It's up to my ankles
    (She came) Blood in the streets
    It's up to my knee
    (She came) Blood in the streets
    In the town of Chicago
    (She came) Blood on the rise
    It's following me

    Think about the break of day

    She came and then she drove away
    Sunlight in her hair

    (She came) Blood in the streets
    Runs a river of sadness
    (She came) Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh
    (She came) Yeah, the river runs red
    Down the legs of a city
    (She came) The women are crying
    Red rivers of weepin'

    She came in town and then she drove away
    Sunlight in her hair

    Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
    Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

    Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
    Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
    Blood in my love in the terrible summer
    Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A

    Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
    Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
    Blood is the rose of mysterious union

    There's blood in the streets
    It's up to my ankles
    Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
    Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
    Blood on the rise, it's following me
     

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