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Barrio Poet
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Hard rockin, beer fueled original music
Two from Texas, one from New Mexico and one from Kentucky. All influenced by every note they heard as soon as their ears could hear. Then they all coverged in Austin Texas and all the music they heard poured forth but in their own original way. They called it Frickacized. (That's what you get when you get freaks and hicks together jamming). Three singer songwriters in the bunch. Here is their first offering. Hope it causes a liitle dopamine to flow in your brain and you start feeling little rushes of pleasure.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #361
Peak in subgenre #41
Author
Paul Teneyuque
Rights
Sparksong Music 2005
Uploaded
August 04, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.1 MB 128 kbps 4:25
Story behind the song
Growing up in Lubbock Tx "en el barrio" could be tough. My mom gave me the faith and the strength to keep going on a daily basis. This song is for her faith in me.
Lyrics
Some people wake up in the morning and breakfast is always there They get in their big cars and drive away and the children of the barrio stare They're hoping someday they can manage to break free from this hunger they feel but right now they take every advantage that their fingers and their bodies can steal But Mama always managed to keep me believing I was somebody special She said that my words and my music Could help relieve some of the pressure I was feeling all the time I grew up with a sharp difference from friends and most people I knew I felt that they wondered about me but never could quite see me through Well some said I was not of their people and tried to ruin most of my days looking back now I know I was a victim a mutant of brown and white ways But Mama always managed to keep me believing I was somebody special She said that my words and my music Could help relieve some of the pressure I was feeling all the time Some people wake up in the morning and breakfast is always there they may not have the stomach to eat it but breakfast is always there But Mama always managed to keep me believing I was somebody special I know that my words and my music Can help relieve some of the pressure half the time Only half the time Mama, mama, mama
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