Tag: pop rock

‘The State Of The Union’ #Lyrics To A #Pandemic #PopRock #Protest Song

Shelton Bumgarner

With this one, I cribbed the structure from Neil Young’s “Southern Man.” Anyway, this would be a really angry rock song like that song. Or something. It makes me feel better to vent in verse sometimes.

The State Of The Union
lyrics by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
please give credit if you produce or perform

(hook)
we all bleed
the same colored blood
we all bleed
the same colored blood
we all bleed
the same colored blood

Verse
we are no longer red nor blue
we are only
patriots, citizens and humans

Chorus
get away from me with your hate
there’s no time for that
at this late date
we’ve all fallen short
that is the glory that is God
that is God
that is God

(hook)
we all bleed
the same colored blood
we all bleed
the same colored blood
we all bleed
the same colored blood

Chorus
get away from me with your hate
there’s not time for that
at this late date
we’ve all fallen short
that is the glory that is God
that is God
that is God

‘Remain’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Ballad Ode To Brexit

Shelton Bumgarner

The point of this is it’s supposed to be vague enough that it might be about a couple’s break up on a romantic level. There’s a bit of deflection for poetic effect. I have no idea why write these lyrics. It’s a complete waste of time. I don’t know anything about music and, besides, the entire system is designed to prevent people like me from breaking into it — especially at such an “advanced” age. But this idea came to me and I thought I’d share. Maybe someone, somewhere, can do something with hit. I would, at least, like credit.

Remain
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@sheltgarner
please give credit if you produce or perform

things were never good
but never this bad
it’s breaking me up
making the dust scatter
as my state of mind feels a death rattle
I just want you to remain
remain
remain
remain

remain
it’s not a complaint
just a statement of faith
remain, remain, remain, remain

we’re going buckle the order
and sow discord
just because of the lies we told
my health is getting worse
no funds to pay for an upgrade
why did it have to end this way
I just wanted to say
remain
remain
remain

remain
it’s not a complaint
just a statement of faith
remain, remain, remain, remain

(bridge)
I’ll leave ’cause I must
my heart has spoken
but my mind is a bust
this union end’s is hard
no deals left to make
I just wish we’d remain
together

remain
remain
remain
remain

A ‘Ready: Player One’ For Middle-Aged People Who Love Pop Rock

Shelton Bumgarner

by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls

Let me start off by saying I have no idea what I’m doing. I’m essentially working in a vacuum as I develop this novel. And I write a lot of blog posts when I’m trying to distract myself from the novel problem of the moment. So, take a lot of what I write with a grain of salt relative to your personal expectations of my ability to actually make what I can articulate a reality.

But, I would note in passing that I’m kind of obsessed with the type of music I point out in this novel. So much so, that the argument could be made that if you like good music — or, at least the type of pop rock music that I like as a middle aged white man in a flyover state — this novel is shaping up to be something of a Ready: Player One for you.

At the core of this novel is how several very important characters love “good” music that fits a very wide spectrum of “pop rock.” But, this is a novel we’re talking about, not a movie. So, the actual implementation of this concept will likely be far more limited than I would like. There are plenty of people who won’t know any number of the songs I reference. But, who knows.

All I know is, I need to hurry the fuck up. If I don’t get back to writing soon, I may not be able to sell it a finished product for no other reason than I’m going to be rotting in the American Killing fields in some weaponized ICE camp.

Or, maybe I’ll escape to Canada and publish the novel there.

Wish me luck.

‘Martha Mitchell’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Protest Song

Shelton Bumgarner

If you know even a little bit about poor old Martha Mitchell, you know she knew a whole lot about Watergate long before we did. She paid a heavy price, too.

Martha Mitchell
Lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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the truth is all around us
we all have eyes to see
these days it seems we’re all Martha Mitchell
they tell us we’re crazy when we see a fence
when they tell us it’s a wall, wall, wall

Martha Mitchell saw the truth
got a shot for her troubles
her mouth was shut for good
too bad Martha Mitchell didn’t get her chance
to save us all

Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
what did you see
Martha Mitchell what did you know
Martha Mitchell come back
we need you can’t you tell
Martha Mitchell come and set a spell

people tell me America’s great again
they say so with a straight face
all I know is it was already great
Miller’s got a date and I can’t even
get a swipe right
Martha Mitchell how did this happen, happen, happen

the people with connections in Washington
they tell me what to think
sleepy eyes wants to split the difference
but just like Martha Mitchell I know what’s right and wrong
need her spirit it guide me in these trouble days

Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
what did you see
Martha Mitchell what did you know
Martha Mitchell come back
we need you can’t you tell
Martha Mitchell come and set a spell

(bridge)
all I know is Martha got it right
she was telling the truth, yes she was
Nixon was a bad, bad, man
but they pinned her down so she was silenced
will we be any different?

Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
Martha Mitchell
what did you see
Martha Mitchell what did you know
Martha Mitchell come back
we need you can’t you tell
Martha Mitchell come and set a spell

‘Sundowning’ — #lyrics to a pop-rock song

Shelton Bumgarner

This one needs to be cleaned up big time. But the idea is presented in an interesting way.

Sundowning
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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look at the horizon what do I see
trouble is headed our way I fear
the land of the sane is ruled by a mad king
who rushes towards the sun don’t you know
is it possible can it be
he’s sundowning before me

sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
I refuse to believe

it were true
that such a thing could happen
how could it be that I’m the only one
the only person to cry out
we need to save ourselves from the heat
yet it seems we don’t believe the burn
that occurs when the sun crashes down

sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
I refuse to believe

(bridge)
up in the air
there’s the moon
it’s luna in all her glory
telling us to be calm
too bad it’s not she who rules us now
but a mad sun king

sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
no it can’t be
sundowning
I refuse to believe

‘Once The Dust Settles’ #lyrics to a pop rock song

Just venting a little bit in verse. I guess if actually wanted any of these lyrics to be produced I’d at least learn how to play guitar, huh.

Once The Dust Settles
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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the world has come to an end
don’t how we’ll begin again
twirl me around and we’ll see
will anyone care about our deeds?
we light fire to the wind
hoping to stop it cold
will we still be so bold

once the dust settles
once the dust settles
once the dust settles

I’m not one to judge
we all have our thing
some of us cry for help
while others sulk silently in the dark
will it even matter

once the dust settles
once the dust settles
once the dust settles

(bridge)
never you mind
it’s all up in the air
people will still shout
if even on a dare

once the dust settles
once the dust settles
once the dust settles

‘Send Her Back’ — #Lyrics To A Country-Pop Song

Been struggling with how to use this phrase in a song. Finally figured it out. Not at all what I expected.

Send Her Back
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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looking at myself in the mirror
thinking what’s been done
is done
what happens next is anyone’s guess
but let me put it out there

if you find her
send her back
send her back
if you find my love
send her back

she was my center
when she left it was with a roar
I adored her with my all my might
now the pain enters my heart at night
gives me a fright without any delight

all I can do is think of the past
without a doubt it’s a rout
it’s over there’s no doubt
but maybe with your help she’ll come back

if you find her
send her back
send her back
if you find my love

(bridge)
she’s coming back I just know
letting me leave the pain
it’s all I got
it’s my last refrain

if you find her
send her back
send her back
if you find my love

send her back

‘Dystopia in the US’ — #Lyrics To A #Punk Song

Dystopia in the US
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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I live in a dystopia
I’m told lies everyday
by the people in charge

I don’t wanna be
in
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US

we’re better than this
or at least I thought
that’s what I was taught
this shame is going to leave a mark

no going back I’m afraid
they’re going to come for you and me
once they get done crushing the immigrants
gunna make us all live in a cage
it’s all the rage!

I don’t wanna be
in
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US

(bridge)
how did things change so fast
leaving all our hope in the past
now it’s stand and fight
or just be another dog in a cage

I don’t wanna be
in
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US
the dystopia in the US

‘Stand Tall’ — #Lyrics To A Old School Hip Hop Song

The only reason why I even mention hip-hop is I was listening to Public Enemy as I wrote these lyrics. Trump is really beginning to piss me off.

Stand Tall
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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fight on your feet
fight on your feet
fight on your feet
stand tall

you don’t have to preach
innocents are dying on the beach
we’re living in 1984
that’s the score

fight on your feet
fight on your feet
fight on your feet
not live as a slave

but let me state
I won’t be the man’s slave
that has time come and gone
so given the choice by the orange man
between living on my knees
or dying on me feet
I know what my choice will be

I can tell you for sure
I know where I stand
that choice is easy as pie
I know how I want to die
join me

fight on your feet
fight on your feet
fight on your feet
not live as a slave

(bridge)
black, brown or gay
they want to keep us on our knees
but the only please I believe is
that one day it will be seen
that we fight with all our might
on our feet
when given the opportunity

stand tall
stand tall
stand tall
fight on your feet
fight on your feet
fight on your feet
not live as a slave

‘Leaving Manhattan’ — #Lyrics To A #Pop #Rock Song

Leaving Manhattan
Lyrics By Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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Everyday is like the last
Think it’s going to be a gas
When you leave Manhattan at last
But we all know, you’re never going to go
No matter how many times you say in a row
That it’s your fate, don’t you know

Leaving Manhattan
No one is to blame
Leaving manhattan
Maybe one day you’ll see the island by plane
But we all know you’re never
Leaving manhattan
Leaving Manhattan
Leaving Manhattan

Just another whiff
Of your cigarette
And the people around you will complain
Tell you to hop that train
But you know it’s just all very lame

In the end you’ll be in the Midwest
Remembering what you lost
All the coffeeshops where you were the boss
But no one will remember in the end
How you never left Manhattan
No matter the cost

Leaving Manhattan
No one is to blame
Leaving manhattan
Maybe one day you’ll see the island by plane
But we all know you’re never
Leaving manhattan
Leaving Manhattan
Leaving Manhattan

(bridge)
You’ll stay forever that’s for sure
They’ll name a street after you
Or maybe a chair at your favorite bar
You won’t go far
Especially not midtown
That would leave a scar

But you’re ready for flight
If even for upstate
Anything at this point
To lift the weight

Leaving Manhattan
No one is to blame
Leaving manhattan
Maybe one day you’ll see the island by plane
But we all know you’re never
Leaving manhattan
Leaving Manhattan
Leaving Manhattan