🇺🇸 Phoenix in Twelve Bars

youtube.com/@Caronte-f1r/videos Podcast: go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386 I pawned mama’s pearls for a crooked crown, Neon kings promised love but sold breakdown. Traded choir robes for smoky-bar nights, Burned my degree to feed his voodoo lights. Oh sweet blindness… You dressed my wounds with bourbon gauze, Oh sweet blindness… Now I grow gardens where your chaos was. Our bed screamed blue notes in 12/8 time, His “forever” dissolved like cheap gin rhyme. Packed my heart in a Samsonite case, Town square whispers lined my walk of shame. Doo-bop-shoo-be-dah / Skiddly-bah-bop! Wah-ooo-skee-yaaa / Phoenix rise! Shh-bap-doo-wee / Burn the lies! Twenty winters built on Basie grooves, His ghost limped back through December blues. “Darlin’ I’m clean” – that off-key tune – My pearl earrings laughed at his bloodshot moon. Fee-fi-fo-fum / Ash to gold… *Shoo-bee-doo-wah / 12-bar soul…* Phoeeee-nix-in… twelv-baaaar-blues! (Voz y banda en fade-out)[Verse 1] I pawned mama’s pearls for a crooked crown, Neon kings promised love but sold breakdown. Traded choir robes for smoky-bar nights, Burned my degree to feed his voodoo lights. Oh sweet blindness… You dressed my wounds with bourbon gauze, Oh sweet blindness… Now I grow gardens where your chaos was. Our bed screamed blue notes in 12/8 time, His “forever” dissolved like cheap gin rhyme. Packed my heart in a Samsonite case, Town square whispers lined my walk of shame. Doo-bop-shoo-be-dah / Skiddly-bah-bop! Wah-ooo-skee-yaaa / Phoenix rise! Shh-bap-doo-wee / Burn the lies! Twenty winters built on Basie grooves, His ghost limped back through December blues. “Darlin’ I’m clean” – that off-key tune – My pearl earrings laughed at his bloodshot moon. Fee-fi-fo-fum / Ash to gold… *Shoo-bee-doo-wah / 12-bar soul…*