The trumpet is trumping backing muskets while meeks marching to the empires funeral drums. Oh yes, in the US it's the year of the North American lemming, wherest we all celebrate the year of the snake. Oh yes, in the US it's the year of the North American lemming, wherest we all celebrate the year of the snake.
country
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The lyrics evoke a sense of irony and critique, reflecting societal issues with a bittersweet tone.
The song could be used in settings that critique societal norms and events, such as in political rallies, social media discussions, or as background music in a documentary focusing on American culture.
The song employs a narrative style typical of country music, blending metaphorical language with vivid imagery, while also integrating instruments like trumpet and drums to create a contrast that enhances its thematic depth.
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[Verse] Dusty pictures on the mantle, Echoes of a distant past, Lonely whispers through the hallways, Time alone, it moves so fast. [Verse 2] Faded roses on the table, Empty chairs that used to squeak, Broken hearts and broken fables, Silent words we couldn't speak. [Chorus] This empty house on a quiet lane, Holds the memory, holds the pain, Can't escape this constant rain, In this empty house on a quiet lane. [Verse 3] Morning light through shattered blinds, Casting shadows, playing games, Every corner hides behind, A love that once had perfect aim. [Verse 4] Old clock ticking in the corner, Reminds me of those better years, Now it strikes a little slower, Counting out my lonely tears. [Chorus] This empty house on a quiet lane, Holds the memory, holds the pain, Can't escape this constant rain, In this empty house on a quiet lane.
[Verse] In a field 'neath the stars so bright, We whispered dreams under the moonlight, Hand in hand, hearts in sync, Love's first kiss, we took the plunge, we didn't think. [Verse 2] Your touch soft as velvet, your eyes shining bright, We danced 'round the fire throughout the night, First love's spark, oh how it glows, In the night’s quiet, that magic only grows. [Chorus] First time’s fire, it lights the sky, Innocent hearts, together we fly, Sweet anticipation in every kiss, In each other's arms, endless bliss. [Verse 3] Stolen glances, secret smiles, Walking down that lantern-lit aisle, Love so pure, it’s fresh and new, In your embrace, nothing feels more true. [Verse 4] Your hair flowing like a river serene, Under the moon's glow, a silvery sheen, The night is ours, wrapped in silk and lace, Lost in your eyes, the world’s a gentle place. [Chorus] First time’s fire, it lights the sky, Innocent hearts, together we fly, Sweet anticipation in every kiss, In each other's arms, endless bliss.
The trumpet is trumping backing muskets while meeks marching to the empires funeral drums. Oh yes, in the US it's the year of the North American lemming, wherest we all celebrate the year of the snake. Oh yes, in the US it's the year of the North American lemming, wherest we all celebrate the year of the snake.
[Verse] We're heading West gotta find new land With wagons rollin' it's all been planned We're heading West gotta find new land Pioneers together take a stand [Verse 2] On the Oregon Trail it was rough oh yeah Dust in our eyes but we didn't care Crossin' rivers deep through prairie wide With hearts full of hope we'll never hide [Chorus] Blazing trails through wild frontier With every mile we face our fear Together strong we'll make it through Heading West our dreams come true [Verse 3] Buffalo roam and the wolves they howl Nights so cold we shiver and growl Stars above light the way so bright We press on through the darkest night [Bridge] Mountains high we'll climb with zeal Valleys low where the cool streams heal Hand in hand we march as one Till the journey's end is done [Chorus] Blazing trails through wild frontier With every mile we face our fear Together strong we'll make it through Heading West our dreams come true
[Verse] In the halls of power, they gather 'round, Deals are made in whispers, no one makes a sound. They say they work for us, keep the country free, But I wonder who they're really paid to be. [Verse 2] Wouldn't it be somethin', if their sponsors showed, On patches of their suits, every debt they owed? Like drivers on the track, with logos side by side, We'd see who's pullin' strings, no place left to hide. [Chorus] Money talks louder than the people shout, Politicians' pockets, never runnin' out. We'd see the truth, every dollar's trace, If they wore their sponsors right across their face. [Verse 3] Lobbyists and bankers, have their say, While we pay the price, every single day. If we saw those patches, clear as day and night, We'd know who's payin' for their fancy flights. [Verse 4] Oh, how they'd sparkle, in their suited grace, With corporate logos, all over the place. Transparency might shine, through the darkest clouds, If their ties and jackets wore it loud and proud. [Chorus] Money talks louder than the people shout, Politicians' pockets, never runnin' out. We'd see the truth, every dollar's trace, If they wore their sponsors right across their face.
[Verse] We grew up on an old dirt road, Past the fields where the tall grass grows, Summer nights with the fireflies glow, Underneath the stars, we'd watch them show. [Verse] Daddy worked hard from dawn to dusk, Mama raised us with love and trust, Sundays filled with praise and hymn, Life was simple, our roots ran deep within. [Chorus] Take me back to that old dirt road, Where time stands still and love unfolds, Barefoot dreams and tales untold, Hearts as pure as the gold we hold. [Verse] Saw our first kiss at the county fair, Laughter and love was always there, Shared our secrets, our hopes, our fears, Hand in hand, through the passing years. [Verse] Harvest moon and the autumn breeze, Cried our hearts out on bended knee, Life may change, but memories stay, In our hearts, they never fade away. [Chorus] Take me back to that old dirt road, Where time stands still and love unfolds, Barefoot dreams and tales untold, Hearts as pure as the gold we hold.
[Intro] [Chorus] Missing you, every breath feels so cold Without you here, my world just won't unfold Wish I could hold you tight once more Feel your warmth, hear your heart's throb [Verse] Every day, every hour, every minute Reminds me of how much I'm missing you The sky, the trees, they're just not the same Without you by my side, everything seems to fade [Chorus] Missing you, every breath feels so cold Without you here, my world just won't unfold Wish I could hold you tight once more Feel your warmth, hear your heart's throb [Verse] I walk the streets, where we used to stroll But now it's just empty, without you to hold The laughter, the joy, all gone too soon Missing you, it's hard to find the fun [Chorus] Missing you, every breath feels so cold Without you here, my world just won't unfold Wish I could hold you tight once more Feel your warmth, hear your heart's throb [Outro]
[Verse 1] Well, the sun’s settin’ low on a gravel drive, Fireflies dancin’ as the world comes alive. I’m kickin’ up dust in my old cowboy boots, With a heart full of memories and a head full of roots. [Pre-Chorus] From the porch swing creaks to the crickets’ song, This is where I know I’ll always belong. Where the stars shine bright, and the rivers run deep, These dirt road dreams are the ones I keep. [Chorus] Oh, it’s dirt road dreams and a little bit of faith, A cold beer in my hand, and a heart that’s safe. Where the pines whisper low, and the moonlight beams, I’m forever chasin’ these dirt road dreams. [Verse 2] Mama’s in the kitchen, fryin’ up some pie, Daddy’s on the tractor, wavin’ as he drives by. The radio’s playin’ that old country tune, And I’m singin’ along ‘neath a harvest moon. [Pre-Chorus] From the porch swing creaks to the crickets’ song, This is where I know I’ll always belong. Where the stars shine bright, and the rivers run deep, These dirt road dreams are the ones I keep. [Chorus] Oh, it’s dirt road dreams and a little bit of faith, A cold beer in my hand, and a heart that’s safe. Where the pines whisper low, and the moonlight beams, I’m forever chasin’ these dirt road dreams. [Bridge] It’s the smell of fresh-cut hay, and the sound of the rain, The way the old church bells ring out my name. No matter how far I roam, it’s the same old theme, I’m always comin’ home to these dirt road dreams. [Chorus] Oh, it’s dirt road dreams and a little bit of faith, A cold beer in my hand, and a heart that’s safe. Where the pines whisper low, and the moonlight beams, I’m forever chasin’ these dirt road dreams. [Outro] So here’s to the backroads, and the life they bring, To the simple little joys that make my heart sing. With every mile I drive, and every field I’ve seen, I’m forever livin’ these dirt road dreams
[Verse] In the heart of tiny towns, the lights are growin' dim, New Brunswick Power's greed, it's sinkin' us to the brim. Workin' hard, we're countin' dimes, to pay that heavy toll, Another bill comes 'round, it's crushin' to the soul. [Verse 2] Farmers can't afford to keep the barn lights all aglow, Sons and daughters leave, ‘cause the debts they nearly owe. New Brunswick Power stands so tall, in every single town, While folks are strugglin' every day, just tryin' to stay around. [Chorus] High price power, takin' all we've got, Empty pockets, workin' 'round the clock. Tired of their games, tired of their ways, Stand up together, we won't let this stay. [Verse 3] Granny in her old rockin' chair, can't keep the heater on, Winter nights are freezin' cold, while her hope is nearly gone. Factory bills are risin’ high, but wages won't increase, New Brunswick Power counts their gold, while our pain never cease. [Chorus] High price power, takin' all we've got, Empty pockets, workin' 'round the clock. Tired of their games, tired of their ways, Stand up together, we won't let this stay. [Verse 4] Politicians make their deals, sayin' nothin' can be done, But when the next election comes, they'll promise everyone. New Brunswick Power’s hold tight, will break if we unite, Community’s the power source, to win this weary fight.
[Verse] There's a man from the city, makes a million off a beat, Likes to dance in the limelight, slick shoes on his feet. But there's one thing I just can't seem to understand, Why he loves that baby oil, rubbing it with both hands. [Chorus] Oh, P Diddy, what's the deal? Why that shiny obsession? It's surreal. Out there on the dance floor, slipping like a seal, Oh, P Diddy, what's the deal? [Verse 2] From the Bronx to Hollywood, you made a name so big, But that baby's lotion bottle is your favorite gig. While others chase the dollar, buying cars and making noise, You're over in the corner, glistening like a toy. [Chorus] Oh, P Diddy, what's the deal? Why that shiny obsession? It's surreal. Out there on the dance floor, slipping like a seal, Oh, P Diddy, what's the deal? [Bridge] We respect your hustle, how you made it all this way, But that baby oil bottle’s got us scratching every day. In your shiny suits and diamonds, you don’t blend in, you gleam, But it's hard to take you serious, you’re like a slippery dream. [Verse 3] So here's a little advice from Nashville, where life’s more plain, Trade in that baby oil, for some boots and jeans again. You’ll still be flashy, still make the ladies swoon, But maybe leave the baby oil back in your dressing room.
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