LYRICS
Are you going to mince our meet
Getting dicey with your words
How absurd
How to greet
Getting blurred
Our minced meet
Grind
Do you mind
Slice and dice
Realize pulverized
I find the grind
Pulverized realized
Real eyes
See me
Cut to the chase
Beyond two face
Rate… straight
From the horse’s mouth
Never… on the 12th…
Of never
Ever life’s wealth
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: Em7 E Em7(11) Em9; 116 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob