• Artist: ted mccloskey
  • Title: Six More Rounds
  • Genre: Rock - Pop Rock, Rock - Indie Rock, Rock - Vintage Rock/Pop, Pop - Pop Rock
  • Mood: Up/Positive
  • Speed: Very Fast (160 +)
  • Instruments: Real Drums/Drum Kit, Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), Bass
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 1/5/2012
  • Lyric themes: Restless, Confusion, Tired Fatigue, Fighting Arguing
  • Lyrics: six more rounds of indifference (mccloskey, ©2009) I tossed my dirty laundry in the trash to die You shot it up full of holes and brought it back inside The target’s in place, so fire away With six more rounds of indifference You found a stray bullet in your left front pocket And sent a warning shot straight into the closet No one’s sleeping in, wake up the skeletons With six more rounds of indifference I’m on a tightrope dangling with two left feet A still clay pigeon with bull eyes taped to me The target’s in place, so fire away With six more rounds of indifference Now I’m running with cinderblocks tied to my feet You’re wide of your mark and point blank range from me I completely forgot that you’re a bad shot Give me six more rounds of indifference This glass is half empty and half broken in You’re a chamber half full roulette romantic Take your best aim; it’s your stupid game Give me six more rounds of indifference You’re armed, trigger happy and ready to go But you’re wagging a war that was lost long ago Fire into the crowd and make it real loud With six more rounds of indifference Shoot me up in this bed and wake me up when I’m dead With six more rounds of indifference
  • Keywords: peppy, energetic, happy, retro, rock, Bass, Guitar, Kitsch, Lo-Fi, Motown, Nostalgic

About ted mccloskey

Ted McCloskey's One Night Bland is a sprawling 23-track romp that serves up a snarling type of rock and roll that just isn't made anymore.

On it, he explores characters lost and not-likely-found anytime soon; if at all. The songs develop in a series of rapid-fire, pulsating, exposed nerve-endings that hit with focused power, using previously unearthed, glam-influenced, loud, electric guitars, and a stony glare aimed squarely at the target; day-to-day malaise.

The fake, unhappy, cartoon figures ...

Preview track
Added
Share track
Add track to playlist