RisingWaveRadio - The Blues Room

RisingWaveRadio - The Blues Room

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  • Stunner

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

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    Lyrics: She's got perfect beauty,

    a number ten.
    Enough to make an angel
    turn to sin.
    With a gorgeous face
    and a smoking bod',
    enough to make a demon
    believe in God.

    She's a stunner!
    Yeah, she's a stunner.
    Her beauty is a wonder.
    Yeah, she's a stunner!

    She makes heads to turn,
    and jaws to drop.
    With a wink and a smile,
    she'll make your heart stop.
    She blows a kiss,
    and all the boys talk.
    Lord have mercy
    when you see that walk! Hell yeah!

    She's a stunner!
    Yeah, she's a stunner.
    Her beauty is a wonder.
    Yeah, she's a stunner!

    I've never seen a woman
    who looked more fine.
    Oh, how I wish that
    she was mine.
    l can't stop thinking 'bout her
    all the time,
    over and over again.

    I've never seen a woman
    who looked more fine.
    Oh, how I wish that
    she was mine.
    I can't stop thinking 'bout her
    all the time,
    I think I'm gonna go insane.

    [guitar solo]

    She's got perfect beauty,
    a number ten.
    Enough to make an angel
    turn to sin.
    With a gorgeous face
    and a smoking bod',
    enough to make a demon
    believe in God.

    She's got perfect beauty,
    a number ten.
    Enough to make an angel
    turn to sin.
    With a gorgeous face
    and a smoking bod',
    enough to make a demon
    believe in God.

    She's a stunner!
    Yeah, she's a stunner.
    Her beauty is a wonder.
    Yeah, she's a stunner!

    She makes heads to turn,
    and jaws to drop.
    With a wink and a smile,
    she'll make your heart stop.
    She blows a kiss,
    and all the boys talk.
    Lord have mercy
    when you see that walk! Hell yeah!

    She's a stunner!

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Chicago blues, distorted electric guitar, harmonica, male vocals[808 bass, st:50, w:80]

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    6 min
  • Dead Homies (extended)

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

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    Lyrics: # Dead Homies


    ## Verse 1
    Two wild boys running Miami streets
    Bold young hearts, wasn't no retreat
    Sticky Ricky with his val-lay smile
    Stealing Porsches, cops chasing for miles
    I ran like the wind in my red Trans Am
    Chasing thrills without a damn
    Young and dumb, nothing to lose
    Now I'm old, my memories are blue

    ## Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    Dead homies, whispering in my head
    Warning signs from friends long dead
    When these gates finally set me free
    Will I be another tragedy?


    ## Verse 2
    Gladiator School taught us how to stand
    Two crazy white boys, learn to be a man
    Planet of the Apes and smoking joints
    Laughing loud at the danger points
    You promised to wait, to help me run
    But Krome Avenue claimed another son
    Forty-five bullets telling your tale
    Another ghost from a robb'ry that failed

    ## Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    Dead homies, whispering in my head
    Warning signs from friends long dead
    When these gates finally set me free
    Will I be another tragedy?

    ## Verse 3
    Junkie Joey loved to smoke crack
    Swore he'd change but the pipe called 'im back
    A knife against a pistol, a fatal chase
    Another friend who lost the race
    Ken, Keith, Ricky, Todd, and Dave
    Melody's smile gone to the grave
    All these ghosts follow me around
    Until my time to leave this ground

    [guitar solo]

    ## Final Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    But their sad stories I still tell
    Until that day we meet in hell
    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    My dead homies still live in my song
    Their bones are bleached but their memory lives on
    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    Dead homies.

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Slow Delta Blues, male vocals, distorted electric guitar, 58bpm

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    7 min
  • The Monster

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

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    Lyrics: [verse 1]

    For years I have lingered,
    In a world of steel and stone.
    How often have I wondered
    "Must I always be alone?"

    [verse 2]
    Deprived of touch and love,
    my heart grows hard and cold.
    What have I become,
    "A monster," I am told.

    [CHORUS]
    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.
    Your touch could set me free,
    And wipe away my pain.

    [guitar solo]

    [verse 3]
    Behind these bars of iron,
    trapped within this cage,
    my lonely heart needs love
    to heal this bitter rage.

    [verse 4]
    Will you dare to touch me?
    Or will you shrink in fear?
    Will you show the love
    to wipe away my tear?

    [guitar solo]

    [CHORUS]
    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.
    Your touch could set me free,
    And wipe away my pain.

    [verse 4 reprise]
    Will you dare to touch me?
    Or will you shrink in fear?
    Will you show the love
    to wipe away my tear?

    [CHORUS]
    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.
    Your touch could set me free,
    And wipe away my pain.

    [verse 3 reprise]
    Behind these bars of iron,
    trapped within this cage,
    my lonely heart needs love
    to heal this bitter rage.

    [verse 4 reprise]
    Will you dare to touch me?
    Or will you shrink in fear?
    Will you show the love
    to wipe away my tear?

    [CHORUS]
    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.
    Your touch could set me free,
    And wipe away my pain.

    [acapella]
    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.

    The monster they all see,
    Is not who I remain.

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Slow blues rock, male vocals, distorted electric guitar

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    4 min
  • Hypocrite

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

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    Lyrics: you say you done went and got saved

    i know you ain't stupid or crazed
    no
    but when you come round
    hanging downtown
    my eyes don't see in you no change

    now you talk bout Jesus your lord
    you're toting that book like a sword
    i hear your lips beat
    you're words sound so sweet
    but your actions are saying much more

    hypocrite, you're full of shit
    don't give me that bullshit of yours
    hypocrite, make me wanna spit
    I'll see you at Hell's fiery door

    hypocrite, you're full of shit
    don't give me that bullshit of yours
    hypocrite, make me wanna spit
    I'll see you at Hell's fiery door

    play me dat devil's harp

    [harmonica solo]

    now Satan needs people like you
    so go on and do what you do
    an angel of light
    who won't do right
    keeping sinners from our of the pew

    hypocrite, you're full of shit
    don't give me that bullshit of yours
    hypocrite, make me wanna spit
    I'll see you at Hell's fiery door

    now you talk bout Jesus your lord
    you're toting that book like a sword
    i hear your lips beat
    you're words sound so sweet
    but your actions are saying much more

    [guitar solo]

    now Satan needs people like you
    so go on and do what you do
    an angel of light
    who won't do right
    keeping sinners from our of the pew

    hypocrite, you're full of shit
    don't give me that bullshit of yours
    hypocrite, make me wanna spit
    I'll see you at Hell's fiery door

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Blues, lo-fi, male vocals, distorted electric guitar

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    0 min
  • Ain't No Woman Worth It

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

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    Lyrics: I went to see my woman

    but she wasn't there.
    Yeah, I went to see my woman
    but she wasn't there.
    So I kicked in her door
    and sat down in a chair.

    I was sitting there thinking,
    where can she be?
    You know, I was sitting there thinking,
    where can she be?
    The one thing I hope,
    she's not cheating on me

    So I walked to the kitchen,
    and I got me a knife.
    Yeah, I walked to the kitchen,
    and I got me a knife.
    If she's fooling round,
    I'm gonna take her life.

    [guitar solo]

    Then she walked in the door,
    and was staring at me.
    You know, she walked in the door,
    and was staring at me.
    Her expression said - BUSTED!
    I was the last man she'd see.

    Now, Honey, don't do it.
    That was her plea.
    Oh, Honey, don't do it,
    that was her plea.
    Her eyes filled with terror,
    and she fell to her knees.

    [extended violent guitar solo]

    Oh, Honey, don't do it,
    That was her plea.
    Baby, please don't do it.
    That was her plea.
    My blade sank in deep,
    and I fell to my knees.

    For thirty long years now,
    I've paced in this cell.
    Yeah, for thirty long years now,
    I've paced in this cell.
    Ain't no woman worth it
    to live in this hell.

    Ain't no woman worth it
    to live in this hell.

    Ain't no woman worth it!

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Slow Delta blues, male vocals, distorted electric guitar, harmonica

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    5 min
  • Dead Homies

    Artist: RandyB305

    Album: Blues Collection

    Listen / Download MP3

    Lyrics: Verse 1

    Two wild boys running Miami streets
    Bold young hearts, wasn't no retreat
    Sticky Ricky with his val-lay smile
    Stealing Porsches, cops chasing for miles
    I ran like the wind in my red Trans Am
    Chasing thrills without a damn
    Young and dumb, nothing to lose
    Now I'm old, my memories are blue

    ## Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    Dead homies, whispering in my head
    Warning signs from friends long dead
    When these gates finally set me free
    Will I be another tragedy?


    ## Verse 2
    Gladiator School taught us how to stand
    Two crazy white boys, learn to be a man
    Planet of the Apes and smoking joints
    Laughing loud at the danger points
    You promised to wait, to help me run
    But Krome Avenue claimed another son
    Forty-five bullets telling your tale
    Another ghost from a robb'ry that failed

    ## Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    Dead homies, whispering in my head
    Warning signs from friends long dead
    When these gates finally set me free
    Will I be another tragedy?

    ## Verse 3
    Junkie Joey loved to smoke crack
    Swore he'd change but the pipe called 'im back
    A knife against a pistol, a fatal chase
    Another friend who lost the race
    Ken, Keith, Ricky, Todd, and Dave
    Melody's smile gone to the grave
    All these ghosts follow me around
    Until my time to leave this ground

    [guitar solo]

    ## Final Chorus
    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, the prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    But their sad stories I still tell
    Until that day we meet in hell
    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    Dead homies, memories that won't fade
    Brothers in crime, prices we paid
    Living fast like there's no tomorrow
    Now all I've got is grief and sorrow
    My dead homies still live in my song
    Their bones are bleached but their memory lives on
    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    When these gates finally set me free
    Their ghosts might show a path for me

    Dead homies.

    Genre: blues

    Style Prompt: Slow Delta Blues, male vocals, distorted electric guitar, harmonica

    Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

    7 min

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