Story Behind The Song
As most everyone knows, the USA has been battling over equal rights for gay marriage for quite some time and it doesn't look like it is ever going to stop. This song goes into that.
Song Description
Electronic beats set to dramatic violins and a small finger symbol. Also, a solo distorted flute comes inbetween versus to add to the drama of the controversial subject of civil rights. The song has a "get out on the streets" feeling in the chorus, with rhythmic finger snaps against a "go-to-war" drum beat. This song has a very catchy, likeable feel.
Song Length |
4:04 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative, Electronic - General |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Beside Yourself, Exultant |
Subject |
Civil Rights, Equality |
Similar Artists |
Peter Gabriel, Kraftwerk |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Don?t look now but someone?s coming --
Not just one but twos and threes!
They are gathering collectively,
readying for the battle
over territory of
a little thing called Love.
And no matter what we say
No matter what we do
They may have their way
with me and you.
But I hope that Cupid sees it
And sharpens up the tip
of his bloody arrows
Comes to shoot them down, down, down
Until we?ve won the fight
You know I think these guys are cunning
they look really really mad
like we don?t deserve to ever have
what they have in Marriage
but we can not give this up
no they can not take our love away
They have got the politicians
Singing songs of moral rage
While we play the role of their decay
watching Desperate Housewives
while amidst the legal fray
we the people are dividing up the class of citizens
Right before our eyes
And no matter what we say
No matter what we do
They may have their way
with me and you.
But I hope that Cupid sees it
And sharpens up the tip
of his bloody arrows
Comes to shoot them down, down, down
Until we?ve won the fight
Don?t look now but someone?s coming --
Not just one but twos and threes!
They are gathering collectively,
readying for the battle
over territory of
a little thing called Love