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Juniper
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Juniper adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak One Little Independent Records tarafından 10 Ağustos 2021 tarihinde yayınlandıJuniper - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi10 Ağustos 2021
FirmaOne Little Independent Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM120

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Modern Woman
Modern Woman
Performer
Sophie Harris
Sophie Harris
Electric Guitar
Adam Blackhurst
Adam Blackhurst
Drums
Juan Brint-Gutiérrez
Juan Brint-Gutiérrez
Bass Guitar
David Denyer
David Denyer
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sophie Harris
Sophie Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shuta Shinoda
Shuta Shinoda
Recording Engineer
Jason Mitchell
Jason Mitchell
Engineer

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Rumour came from my cousins mouth
Ma spilled her last words our leather couch
Said ‘they kept Elijah be so
I’m sure I’ll be fine’
But daddy didn’t trust God with his kin
Always a rational man, said ‘Kate, you ain’t him’
It can’t hurt, can’t flirt with things like this – we’ll take you in
He put them with a crucifix in the kitchen bin
All those juniper berries grown for his gin
Next to the wake buffet
They were for neighbours to taste
But the first ma ate (mono)
In the garden he’d grown a juniper tree
Ma had plucked up its fruit debris
Ate them dripping on her thighs
The grass around its roots dried
Birds out crying
All out asking
Where’s my baby?
I wasn’t long born, she hadn’t long died
Daddy took the school governor’s ex-wife
A mean woman, a nervous mind
In her Ford Escort recalled
Nights she’d dream late in the marital bed
That she’d bash a beak out the back of my head
For on Olympus Juno would twitch
When she fed to the local bitch
The bits she couldn’t cook
Birds out crying
All out asking
Where’s my baby?
Birds out crying
All out asking
Where’s my baby?
He drank through her jealous streak
Spent most of his time at The Golden Fleece
So she just picked my body up one evening
Lay me down on the moss after the deed was done
The juniper tree developed apple-rust
Daddy lay himself down in moth dust
Singing his favourite Hank Williams
This did all stem from his alcoholism
Birds out crying
All out asking
Where’s my baby
Written by: Sophie Harris
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