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Track: Murder Suicide Meteor Slave
Artist: Jeff Buckley
Album: Sketches for My Sweetheart The Drunk (Expanded Edition)

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Name: Jeff Buckley
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Jeffrey Scott Buckley (November 17, 1966 - May 29, 1997) was an American singer and guitarist who died at a young age, just like his father [a71872]. His unique voice, spanning four octaves, quickly launched him to semi-celebrity. After playing with experimental guitarist Gary Lucas in his band [a1263938], he released his first album Grace in 1994. Initial sales were slow but the album quickly received critical acclaim and appreciation from other musicians (among them Jimmy Page, Robert Plant, Bob Dylan and Paul McCartney). Just before recordings began for his second album which was to be called My Sweetheart The Drunk, Buckley drowned in the Wolf River in Memphis, Tennessee, aged 30. After Buckley's death some of the demo recordings for his second album were released on Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk. Early session work recorded in February 1993 was officially released in 2016 and 2019, and several albums composed of live recordings have also been released, along with a DVD of a live performance in Chicago. Fun fact: before breaking through Jeff Buckley had worked for 6 years as a receptionist at Magic Hotel in Los Angeles, California, USA.

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Release: Jeff Buckley - Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk
Year: 2018
Genres: Rock
Styles: Alternative Rock, Folk Rock

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LYRICS

Would you like to meet the villain somewhere
Underneath the skull of a moon
Fire burned his eyes out 'cause his chains are too long for you
Someone has to pay for the damage done
No-one's gonna love you now
Your whole family's splintered
You're a slave to it all now

Oooooh Ahhhhh Oh

You're a slave to it all now
You're a slave
Welcome down to paradise rock
There is no single entrance
With the stars to revolve around
There is no real underground

No stars to revolve around
Here, they're fashioning the noose
Sickened by the knell of the graveyard bell
You know it's not long for you
Sick of all the vomit childhood
Not a trampoline of the freaks
Not even a slave to your father

Oh, you're a slave to it all, now
Oh, you're a slave to it all, now
Welcome down to paradise rock
There is no single entrance
With the stars to revolve around
There is no real underground

There is not single entrance
There's no stars to revolve around
There is no real underground
You're a slave to it all, now.

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