Christian Matthew Berrian I

Christian Matthew Berrian I

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Unique - Avant garde | Mansfield, Massachusetts, United States
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Song Description

Inspired by a fucked up society, and a scent of air freshner. True

Story Behind the Song

Written by Christian Matthew Berrian I;Tim Guidish; Scott Infantalino ;David Di Nino Vocals, Money Laundering-Tim Guidish Guitars, Procurement of evil spirits-Christian Mathew Berrian I,Tim Guidish Bass Guitar, Lady killer-Scott " Norwegian Wood" Infantalino Drums, Timpani, Razor Blade- David P. Di Nino

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Lyrics

Mountain Heather

Now with fame and fortune
Naturally comes a greater insight to life
And all the world's issues
Become clear as day
So tell us about or problems
And how we all fucked up
Cause I see you've just appointed yourself
The savior of the world

What's that, you say?
I can't believe it
But it
It must be true

Trying too hard to think of a message
Thoughts , clear, go right through my head
Just because I'm the public's eyes
Don't mean opinions should be read

Now, somewhere there's a tree
About to be cut down
And somewhere else
I'm sure, the aware, that have no clue
Now concern on your part
Is admirable, I must agree
But, don't you speak to me, and my friends
As if we were just the rage of trees
Yeah?
(you got that, mother fucker?)

What's that, you say?
I can't believe it
But it
It must be true

Trying too hard to think of a message
Thoughts , clear, go right through my head
Just because I'm the public's eyes
Don't mean opinions should be read

-Negative T guitar interlude-

Sociology
In college, that's a four year degree
But you just write yourself a song and
That's all the public needs
And don't you banish us
For being different than you
And you had better not
Air that old whore's glow
Unless its core to all truth
oo-mm yeah
(now you get it, dontcha'?)

What's that, you say?
I can't believe it
But it
It must be true

Trying too hard to think of a message
Thoughts, clear, go right through my head
Just because I'm the public's eyes
Don't mean opinions should be read

-Galileo navigates us back home-

Song Length
5:04
Genres
Rock - Hard Rock, Rock - Alternative
Tempo / Feel
Medium Fast (131 - 150)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Annoyed, Disconcerted

Subject Matter
Conformity, Judgement

Similar Artists
Hmm..don't know, little bit of everybody-that rock, The Barnies
Language
English
Era
1990 - 1999

Lyric Credits Christian Matthew Berrian I;Tim Guidish; Scott Infantalino ;David Di Nino
Music Credits Christian Matthew Berrian I;Tim Guidish; Scott Infantalino ;David Di Nino
Producer Credits Dickie Spears:Christian Matthew Berrian I;Tim Guidish; Scott Infantalino ;David Di Nino
Publisher Credits Mellon Farmer Records Copyright 1993, Astral Mary Music, Inc., Copyright, 2015
Performance Credits Christian Matthew Berrian I;Tim Guidish; Scott Infantalino ;David Di Nino
Label Credits Mellon Farmer Records