

Prompt / Lyrics
Well they say You cant dance With demons watching you And They say That they want you Any way Anyhow They can They will Push it aside Like the Bull We hear everyday Clogs my tribal vibrations Lets my frequency Only sound like Some phantom power and its damn distortion So i don't Look back Or barely grin Let my sins at Gods door Let the rubbish Pile up like New York City Trash
Tags
Gritty B3 Leslie Hammond organ Bluesy funky soul tube amp Leslie guitar
1:14
No
2/27/2026