The Shining Marquee - Original Song
Channel: Kylan
Date: 2023-03-11

Released on September 22, 2007
~5,000 views when removed in January, 2023

Original description:

ok, so this is a bit of a departure from my other videos--this is an original song that I finished writing about a week ago that I feel is quite relevant to the state of the world today, and I felt compelled to make a video of it. sorry the quality of the vid isn't as good as usual, but as you can see I miked it so at least the audio is decent. also, about half way through one of the key tops flies off--don't worry! that's happened to that key about half a dozen times and no amount of super glue makes the bugger stay put. I hope you enjoy, here are the lyrics:

You'll be wanting a little bit more,
You'll be hunting for that open door,
The one that opens for, the girls and boys who go to war, once they're through they can't come back, too late, we're into our necks.
Tell me something that I shouldn't know,
Tell me somewhere where I shouldn't go,
Like on a shopping spree, gee how I wish how I wish it all were free from fear, we're fighting fear, and fear has won the year.
And all eyes are on, on the shining marquee; it says we're just in time for musicals and dollar signs, and miracles; it seems quite strange to hear it, cuz the truth is nowhere near it...it's the one thing we should fear...
Where do all these societies go,
When they decide that they run the show;
It's funny how, I'm meeting everybody and they all kowtow; you gotta walk with the enemy, talk with the enemy, and you better do it now, do I have to show you how?
And all eyes are on, on the shining marquee; I guess that all I can do, is say it ain't true, so take your heads from the ground...you have a friend in sound...and then...you'll be high above, from where you were before, oh so high above, and you thought you couldn't soar, and now you just want more; you said you couldn't soar, and now you just want more...
Tell me something that you want me to know, tell me somewhere you want me to go, like on a killing spree, kill everyone who doesn't think like me, and once they're dead I can't bring them back, too late I'm into my neck...
And all eyes are on, on the shining marquee;
Just pass it along, all of you hold the key,
No more fighting at all, for we have but one home...........