Ptr Koz

Ptr Koz

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Folk - Alternative | Brooklyn, New York, United States
Total Song Plays: 292   
Member Since: 2006
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Plays:

16

Song Description

Tender love in a concrete jungle.

Lyrics

Intensive Care

You shouldn't say it if it isn't what you mean.
You shouldn't play those kind of games
or maybe you shouldn't play with me.
You think it's just another channel as you're flipping
round the dial
And we can kiss each other off with just a thank-you
and a smile. When I need some Intensive Care.

I never let you get a minute's peace alone.
It's like I just walked out the door and there I'm
calling you on the phone.
There's someone follows me too - it's not someone I know.
Tell me I shouldn't get so tender -
The city, the city, the city, the city scrapes me raw.

They have these hellish weapons hovering in the air.
They talk about half-life a hundred hundred years.
They even got these crazy people talk as though
they'd use them.
And you waste my time with self-indulgent lying and
illusion, when I need some Intensive Care.

Some hundred thousand people die of starving every day;
We got those amber waves across the fruited plain;
They want to rot it down to alcohol so the cars
won't have to change.
And I need some Intensive Care.

words and music by Ptr Koz
(c) 1984 Baby Boom (c) 1999 P Kozlowski

Song Length
2:42
Genres
New Age - Alternative, Folk - Alternative
Tempo / Feel
Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Troubled, Poignant

Subject Matter
Fear, Joy


Lyric Credits Peter Kozlowski (BMI)
Music Credits Peter Kozlowski (BMI)
Producer Credits Jonathan Truelson
Publisher Credits Peter Kozlowski
Performance Credits ptrkoz
Label Credits Rant Records, LLC