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Looking for the Chinese Way
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| Credits |
| Lyric Credits: |
Woody Moran |
| Music Credits: |
Woody Moran |
| Producer Credits: |
Woody Moran |
| Publisher Credits: |
copyright 2007 Woody Moran |
| Performance Credits: |
Woody Moran - acoustic guitars, bass, vocals; Koorosh Daryaie - drum programming; Shanghai R&B Orchestra - chinese instruments |
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| Description |
Short Song Description:
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Long Song Description:
This song was a flow-of-conscience dealÂ? kind of a Neil Young style song of a guy who is living in China with a Chinese girl friend that just broke up with him and he is dreaming of going back to California. Then the song took a left turn and our broken-h
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Story Behind the Song:
Musical Notes:
I got some special assistance from Frankfurt, Germany producer/musician Volker (you can call me Al) Barber. Volker had recently recorded a Chinese rock band and consequently had an authentic library of Chinese musical instruments that he d
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| Metadata |
Song Length:
| 4:21 |
Primary Genre:
| Folk-Rock |
Secondary Genre:
| Folk-Alternative |
Lead Vocal:
| Male Vocal |
Subject Matter 1:
| Dysfunctional Relations |
| Lyrics |
I sit here dreaming long thoughts of California,
at the end of a November day.
Below a cloudy twilight near the Pacific,
listening to what the waves say.
I sit here dreaming long thoughts of California, itÂ?s so very far away.
When the winter comes and the beaches grow numb,
the seagulls fiery sky turns grey.
IÂ?m singing a song about breakin someoneÂ?s heart.
Singing a song about peace, love and war.
IÂ?m a regular man playing the strangest part.
Foreign love hurts a little bit more; foreign love hurts a little bit more.
Chorus:
Think IÂ?ll get up and dance around the room.
Think IÂ?ll sit down and pray.
Think IÂ?ll get up and dance around the room.
IÂ?m looking for the Chinese way.
BREAK
The Chinese smoke opium in their bathrooms,
they all get in the bathroom and lock the door.
The old people sit in the bathtub, and the children sit on the floor.
The Chinese smoke opium in their bathrooms,
and no one comes to answer the door.
If they only knew that they could take my pain away,
YouÂ?d think theyÂ?d pass me out a rowboat and oar.
IÂ?m singing a song about breakin someoneÂ?s heart.
Singing a song about peace, love and war.
IÂ?m a regular man playing the strangest part.
Foreign love hurts a little bit more;
Foreign love hurts a little bit more;
Foreign love hurts a whole lot more.
Chorus:
Chorus Ending: I found the Chinese way.
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