It’s Hip To Live In Disgrace

The welcoming committee came late, what a pity it’s over
Time to grab your bags, catch the train for the next small town
Just another minor setback on the way, don’t let it get you down

Why cannot I show you what I need for you to see?
Why cannot I go yet to the dawn of my destiny?
I know this feeling is not wrong
Another verse in a very long song
Of painful days, painful growth

The last of all the rebels layed down his arms in pebbles, a surrender
So I set my walking shoes on a search to find someone to replace
It’s hard to believe that it’s hip to live in disgrace

One fine day, four cold winter nights
One good pay, four black widow bites
One less setback on my way
On my way to fame and hope and love

But now I must let you the way that things must be
There is a kingdom trapped inside, we must release it with our golden key
And then our minds will be clear again
The mass-murdering fear cannot stay, it must go

The last of all the rebels layed down his arms in pebbles, a surrender
So I set my walking shoes on a search to find someone to replace
It’s hard to believe that it’s hip to live in disgrace

Composition © 1990 Ric Albano
Publication © 2011 Cygnus Wave Music

Performers
Ric Albano
Electric Guitars, Bass Guitar, Ricter Synths, Harmonica, Drums, Vocals, Vocal Effects

Listener Guide
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Analysis: One of the best songs written in 1990, this took a very simple riff from an earlier song and expanded around it for the main verses. It also contains a very cool “Ricter” beginning, as well as a harmonica lead which leads to an interesting bridge section.