Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey's Head
Lyrics
Once upon a time, at the foot of a great mountain There was a town where the people known as Happy Folk, lived Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world Obscured as it was by great cloudsfull lyrics...
Once upon a time, at the foot of a great mountain There was a town where the people known as Happy Folk, lived Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world Obscured as it was by great cloudsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electronica rootsfolk influences
danceable beats
unsyncopated ensemble rhythms
straight drum beats
spoken word
great lyrics
storytelling lyrics
buildup/breakdown
use of modal harmonies
a tight kick sound
a slow moving bass line
subtle use of arpeggiated synths
light synth fx
subtle use of noise effects
trippy soundscapes
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
There were no screams, there was no time In these caves above all things But where were you when it all came down on me? Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world That was growing in the world below Into the higher reaches of the mountain For they knew that soon the Monkey would stir from its deep sleep Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home Where all good souls come to rest And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain They only saw shadows, you see Songwriters: Damon Albarn, Jamie Hewlett Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happy Folk slept restlessly Publisher: GORILLAZ There's nothing you believe you want Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town And soon they began to mine the mountain It was only fire and then, nothing Here they played out their peaceful lives Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead Of the mountain called, Monkey was enough There was a town where the people known as Happy Folk, lived They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful The strange folk, they coveted the jewels Once upon a time, at the foot of a great mountain Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world Did you call me? No The caves of unimaginable sincerity and giving Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead That chilled the very soul of the Monkey Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head Holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind So immense that it could be heard far away in space Obscured as it was by great clouds Oh, little town in U.S.A., the time has come to see By chance, they stumbled upon the place The mountain called Monkey had spoken To live in harmony with the spirit Then there came a sound, distant first, it grew into castrophany In time, the strange folk found their way But no one noticed them And it was there that they found Innocent of the litany of excess and violence Without the truth of the eyes, the Happy Folk were blind Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?


