Creepy Stephen

this is bluesy pop, mid tempo, very hooky and very commercial, the voice is male

V5.5

(Tempo: Mid-Tempo Bluesy Pop Groove)
(Style: Punchy, rhythmic, infectious)
(Intro)
(Thumping bassline, snappy blues guitar riff)
Yeah, look in the shadows...
Look who’s pulling the strings.
Mmm-hmm.
(Verse 1)
Standing in the back room out of the light
Feeding ugly poison every single night
Looking down on women, hating every race
Got a frozen sneer sitting on his face
He don’t want the crown, he just wants the pain
Laughing in the dark while he drives you insane.
(Pre-Chorus)
Whispering a lie in a hollow head
Watching all the rotten little words get spread...
One, two, hear him whisper low:
"Watch 'em fall apart, let the hatred grow."
(Chorus)
Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark
Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark
He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse
Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose
Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show
The meanest devil that you’ll ever know!
(Verse 2)
Up on the stage is a golden clown
Dumb as a rock, gonna burn it all down
Ego so big, brain so small
Parrot on the mic screaming at the wall
Thinks he’s the king, thinks he’s a star
Stephen’s in the back with his hands on the bar.
(Pre-Chorus)
Whispering a lie in a hollow head
Watching all the rotten little words get spread...
One, two, hear him whisper low:
"Watch 'em fall apart, let the hatred grow."
(Chorus)
Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark
Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark
He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse
Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose
Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show
The meanest devil that you’ll ever know!
(Bridge)
Cruel in the morning, cruel at night
Scared of the truth and scared of the light
Cold black heart, ice in his veins
A puppet-master pulling on the chains.
Yeah, look at him grin...
Pure, cold sin.
(Guitar Solo - Bluesy, gritty, swaggering)
(Chorus)
Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark
Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark
He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse
Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose
Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show
The meanest devil that you’ll ever know!
(Outro)
Creepy Stephen...
(Ooh, in the shadows)
Creepy Stephen...
(Pulling those strings)
Yeah, the dummy talks loud, but Stephen’s the king.
Creepy Stephen.
Cut the wire.
(Fade out on heavy bass and drum groove)

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(Tempo: Mid-Tempo Bluesy Pop Groove) (Style: Punchy, rhythmic, infectious) (Intro) (Thumping bassline, snappy blues guitar riff) Yeah, look in the shadows... Look who’s pulling the strings. Mmm-hmm. (Verse 1) Standing in the back room out of the light Feeding ugly poison every single night Looking down on women, hating every race Got a frozen sneer sitting on his face He don’t want the crown, he just wants the pain Laughing in the dark while he drives you insane. (Pre-Chorus) Whispering a lie in a hollow head Watching all the rotten little words get spread... One, two, hear him whisper low: "Watch 'em fall apart, let the hatred grow." (Chorus) Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show The meanest devil that you’ll ever know! (Verse 2) Up on the stage is a golden clown Dumb as a rock, gonna burn it all down Ego so big, brain so small Parrot on the mic screaming at the wall Thinks he’s the king, thinks he’s a star Stephen’s in the back with his hands on the bar. (Pre-Chorus) Whispering a lie in a hollow head Watching all the rotten little words get spread... One, two, hear him whisper low: "Watch 'em fall apart, let the hatred grow." (Chorus) Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show The meanest devil that you’ll ever know! (Bridge) Cruel in the morning, cruel at night Scared of the truth and scared of the light Cold black heart, ice in his veins A puppet-master pulling on the chains. Yeah, look at him grin... Pure, cold sin. (Guitar Solo - Bluesy, gritty, swaggering) (Chorus) Creepy Stephen, lurking in the dark Creepy Stephen, leaving his mark He pulls the wire, he lights the fuse Creepy Stephen’s got nothing to lose Yeah, Creepy Stephen running the show The meanest devil that you’ll ever know! (Outro) Creepy Stephen... (Ooh, in the shadows) Creepy Stephen... (Pulling those strings) Yeah, the dummy talks loud, but Stephen’s the king. Creepy Stephen. Cut the wire. (Fade out on heavy bass and drum groove)

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