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GARCIA MARQUEZ - (by Hello Dragon)  Year: 2008
Hello Dragon Hypnotic, pulsing song, with mysterious lyrics inspired by the writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez and a soaring, sing along chorus. Male Vocals, Indie Rock, Alt Rock
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - Indie Rock, Alt Rock
406167 4:55 Medium 120   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: Garcia Marquez
Catalog ID: 406167  ISRC: US5UL1027856
Description: Hypnotic, pulsing song, with mysterious lyrics inspired by the writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez and a soaring, sing along chorus.

Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Indie-Rock/Alternative-Rock/Garcia-Marquez/406167

Artist or Group: Hello Dragon

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Keywords: Hypnotic, Soaring, Weird, Strange, Noises, Acoustic Guitar, Male Vocals, Female Harmonies, Hookers, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Stars, Melody. Maracas.

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    Indie Rock Music
       Alternative Rock
Extended Properties
  Duration: 4:55   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 120
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Guitar, Computer, Drum Kit, Drums, Bass, Electric Guitar, Maracas, Percussion, Synthesizer, Tambourine, Vocals, Snare drum, Shaker
   Vocal Mix: Male Vocals
   Language: English
Album: The Quantum Explorers
Moods: Dreamy, Haunting, Hypnotic, Lonely, Melancholic, Mysterious, Relaxing, Soft, Soothing, Subtle, Thoughtful, Tranquil

Styles: 2000s (Y2K+), Club / Bar / Lounge, Comedy / Dark Humor, Crime in Progress, Documentary, Experimental, Film Vocal, Gangsta / Low-rider, Indie, TV Vocal

Lyrical Topics: Loss / Losing, Stars, Travel, Funeral / Wake, Hurt

Lyrics
I get up and slink away
The buzzards drop and settle in
The lepers sleep by a lazy stream
I am not bothered
I will not follow anymore

The hookers live down by the shore
Their mothers keep the money in their shoes
Their fathers dice beneath the trees
I am not bothered
I will not follow anymore

And oh the things we used to know
I pack all my bags it’s time to go
I think of you blasting through the stars
It hurts me to not know where you are
Where you are

And oh the things we used to know
I pack all my bags it’s time to go
I think of you blasting through the stars
It hurts me to not know where you are
Where you are
Extended Keywords: Wilco, The Flaming Lips, The Shins, Radiohead, Beatles, pot, marijuana, laidback, psychedelic party, getting high music, dark humor,

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