Baby Britain
Lyrics
Baby Britain feels the best Floating over a sea of vodka Separated from the rest Fights problems with bigger problemsfull lyrics...
Baby Britain feels the best Floating over a sea of vodka Separated from the rest Fights problems with bigger problemsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structuresfolk influences
great lyrics
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
acoustic rhythm piano
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
a dynamic male vocalist
a mid-tempo swing feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And I can't help you until you start And I can't help until you start We knocked another couple back They didn't know they'd been disabled Felt a wave, a rush of blood For someone half as smart And I can't help until you start And now it's ready once again Floating over a sea of vodka For someone half as smart Alcoholic and very bitter Sees the ocean fall and rise You put yourself apart When you're saying, goodbye Like you wanna say, hi You got a look in your eye You put yourself apart You'd be a work of art No matter what you keep repeating You kept back, you kept unspoken Revolver's been turned over Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her Songwriter: Elliot Smith You'd be a work of art For someone half as smart Publishers: SPENT BULLETS, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - CAREERS Water pouring from her eyes Baby Britain feels the best The radio was playing 'Crimson and Clover' Separated from the rest Still prepared for an attack Nothing's gonna drag me down You put yourself apart The dead soldiers lined up on the table Fights problems with bigger problems The light was on but it was dim You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken You'd be a work of art You're out swimming in the flood For someone half as smart You'd be a work of art To a death that's not worth cheating You put yourself apart London bridge is safe and sound


