The Grief Motel

by @smudge

The Grief Motel
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Liner Notes

#song #reggae #thegriefmotel #grief
This is based on a true story.

Lyrics

The Grief Motel

When the devil creeps in cooly, dressed to kill
And he sips your soul out slowly, liquid pill
You can claw, you can scratch
But he’s much too strong a player, saps your will

He does his dance
He has his plan
You cannot run away

He’s now alive
He lives in inside
You have become his prey

When the devil took the body, and you cried
Took your brother to the basement, made him die
It’s not just, it’s not fair
But he gets off knowing that he’s wrecked a life

He knows you’ve changed
You’re rearranged
You’re well inside his hell

No turning back
Your world’s now black
You’re at the grief motel

Comments

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I know very little about reggae and it never occured to be it could be done this way. Thanks for opening my eyes. This is really good, all of it!
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this portrait of the devil eschews the supernatural for the casual presence of evil, a fact of life that creates disorder through simple actions, and leaves all involved in various states of distress. the music creates an everyday carnival atmosphere of insidious toying with the balances we humans try to maintain.
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Dark and brutal lyrics wrapped in happy music - just how I like it.

Also got a bit of a Tom Waits Bone Machine thing happening that I like.

How did you put together that reggae track?
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