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| Song title | |||
| "From Salem Town" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| November 26, 2018 | |||
| Singer | |||
| CYBER SONGMAN II CYBER DIVA II, AVANNA (chorus) | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
Bill White (music, lyrics)
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| Views | |||
| 50+ | |||
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Description
"Working on chord progressions a bit more now, trying to make the songs more cohesive. Wrote lyrics around 7/18/18. Started music on 11/19 and completed on 11/26/18" |
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Lyrics
| Singer | CYBER SONGMAN | All | ||
|---|---|---|---|---|
I went to sea from dirty Salem town
Seeking wealth and fame
A passing thought – maybe a small frown
I spent on my deflowered Elayne
The intelligence of a young man
Is no match for his urges and needs
He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear
As he answers his cravings with deeds
From many old ports and through storms without count
Broken hearts I fled
Young women who should have known better
All swore they wanted me dead
The intelligence of a young man
Is no match for his urges and greeds
He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear
As he answers his cravings with deeds
On a forsaken island in the Pacific
Pure evil reared its head
But it looked a lot like a kind old crone
Who lent me her daughter and bed
When I awoke I knew not where I was
Or who was behind my eyes
In the mirror stood that ancient witch
In the doorway stood my body and guise
The intelligence of a young man
Is no match for his urges and needs
He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear
As he answers his cravings with deeds
I told myself with a hate-filled sneer
That I was not yet insane
But my body would return to Salem town
To honor my abandoned Elayne
The intelligence of a young man
Is no match for his urges and greeds
He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear
As he answers his cravings with deeds
The intelligence of a young man
Is no match for his urges and needs
He’ll tell himself what he wants to hear
As he answers his cravings with deeds