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In Your World

macloaf
Rock, Punk Rock, 1976 British proto punk, defiant, rebellious, raw, furious, urgent, teenage angst, 143 BPM, driving bass guitar riff, bass lines in counterpoint to guitar, crunchy angular electric guitar stabs, dark chord stabs, palm muted attack, sparse one take studio drums, tight snare crack, flat dry kit, scratchy deep female vocal, British working class accent, raspy gritty delivery, close mic intimacy, conversational tone, belted group shout chorus, raw defiant unison chant, one lead vocalist only, single tracked lead, dry room sound, tight dry decay, flat analog tape warmth, minimal overdubs, first take energy, Verses open close and raw, just voice and bass locked in a low gritty groove before the guitars crash in, The chorus erupts into a shouted defiant chant, then the bridge strips back to voice and a single guitar, conversational and direct before the final chorus hits full force, ‑male vocal, ‑duet, ‑mixed gender harmony, ‑falsetto, ‑smooth delivery, ‑clean singing, ‑soft rock, ‑pop rock, ‑new wave, ‑synth, ‑keyboard, ‑piano, ‑strings, ‑reverb heavy, ‑ambient, ‑slow tempo, ‑mellow, ‑tender

[ Intro ] [ Verse 1 ] Hey I wish that I could see your face, When you find out where I'm at. You think I'm in some sort of danger, But I'm the headline act! You keep tryin' to protect me, Think I'm fragile, made of glass. So I just need you to shut it, Ah, you can kiss my ass! [ Chorus ] So, goodbye Mum and farewell Dad. Never meant to make you sad. I'm all grown up, not your little girl. Can't obey your rules - won't live In Your World! [ Verse 2 ] You can't tell the neighbours what I do, Who I see or where I am. Disappointed how I turned out, Frankly I don't give a damn! I am gonna get blind drunk, Gonna dance on the table. This is all my own decision, Gonna live while I'm still able! [ Chorus ] So, goodbye Mum and farewell Dad. Never meant to make you sad. I'm all grown up, not your little girl. Can't obey your rules - won't live In Your World! [ Bridge ] Look I know you think I'm wicked - that I'm doin' this on purpose. But this is just me - sucks that it makes you nervous. [ Verse 3 ] Some mornings, wanna wake up bruised, Hungover in some random bed. This world is there ripe for the takin', I'll be quick before I'm dead! So you can do what you wanna do, In the end, this is *my* life. I know exactly who I am, Sugar, spice and all things strife! [ Final Chorus ] So, goodbye Mum and farewell Dad. Never meant to make you sad. I'm all grown up, not your little girl. Can't obey your rules... No I ain't no fool... Can't obey your rules... I won't live In Your World! [ Outro ] (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)