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Troublemaker
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Em digressão
Rock
Troublemaker foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 2010 por Kscope como parte do álbum I, Vigilante
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Data de lançamento1 de janeiro de 2010
EditoraKscope
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM61

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crippled Black Phoenix
Crippled Black Phoenix
Performer
Justin Greaves
Justin Greaves
Drums
Joe Volk
Joe Volk
Vocals
Charlotte Nicholls "Chipper"
Charlotte Nicholls "Chipper"
Cello
Christian Heilmann
Christian Heilmann
Bass
Daisy Chapman
Daisy Chapman
Synthesizer
Danny Ashberry
Danny Ashberry
Hammond Organ
Karl Demata
Karl Demata
Guitar
Mark Ophidian
Mark Ophidian
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Greaves
Justin Greaves
Songwriter
Joe Volk
Joe Volk
Songwriter

Letra

- "No, Sir." Why "No, Sir"? Why do you think you would not do it again?
- Because they'd send me back to this place, Sir. "Because they would send me back to this place, Sir."
- A conditioned response indicating fear of reprisal. There's no moral sense at work here at all
- In my experience psychopaths rarely show the least sign of inner change or development. "Vulpes pilum mutat, non mores", as they say
- The leopard never changes his spots
- Wolf, Sir
- Did you speak, boy?
- Sorry, Sir, but vulpes means wolf, Sir. "Vulpes pilum mutat, non mores" means, literally...
...the wolf changes its fur but not its nature
In 1605 he recoiled against the state
Packed explosives underground
Companions play out their roles like some game of chess, make diplomacy unsound
The grails man desires he destroys through the greed in his head
The Protestant King may go down, Trouble Maker was bred
Friends, trouble may rise and trouble may ebb
Of makers and weavers of lies, carefully tread
Trouble may rise, and trouble may ebb
Step back and envisage the whole game
The shipwrecked East End economic underclass knew of his modus operandi
His thrusting and cutting weapons put scars on faces so they'd stand out in a crowd
Whores talked too much for him
Trades in desire he wanted dead
This horse needs a cage not a stall
Trouble Maker was bred
Friends, trouble may rise and trouble may ebb
Of makers and weavers of lies, carefully tread
Trouble may rise, and trouble may ebb
Step back and envisage the whole game
There's ways out. We've seen them
We've heard those whispers spoken (of) corners inside this maze
Where Trouble Makers wills lay broken
Friends, trouble may rise and trouble may ebb
Of makers and weavers of lies, carefully tread
Trouble may rise, and trouble may ebb
Step back and envisage the whole game
Written by: Joe Volk, Justin Greaves
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