lyrics: (starting on order 10, 1 line per pattern)
how hard i try
why is it i
always manage to
get distracted
how hard i try
how can it be
no matter what
so distracted
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how hard i try
i have become
stop always getting
distracted
no matter how hard i try
no matter where i go
i'm always ending up
becoming distracted
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note: i thought of these lyrics in (for lack of a more accurate term)
porcupine-speak, so i managed as good of a phonetically-similar
translation into english as possible... sounds better in the original
words, unfortunately... and, since it is a language made up entirely of
various grunts with no way to map it to english phonetics, much less human
vocal cords, there's no way for you to have any idea what the original
lyrics were ->:)
heh... this is the first Trackering I've ever entered. I'm sorry for the
strong Green Day influence (if you didn't notice it, pretend I didn't say
that :) and greetings to to, well, everyone... :)
Quantum Porcupine, 5/6/96
(heh, this is the most realistic drumtrack i've ever done :)
by the way, there's a second song in here, which is actually a bit better
than the main one...
i call the main song's style "a bastard fusion of collective soul, green
day and magnificent bastards." i call the "hidden track"'s style "a
really festive thingamabob which seems to evoke memories of Santa Fe for
some odd reason."
