--still lacking the 5th and 6th verse. :(...I am a fucking bloody perfectionist and thats a pain in the ass..:D..with people around me, I am actually able to FOCUS, but alone..I just keep writing, and re-writing..I am actually sitting in the Audimax at Uni Wien right now. Sneaked into a conference on liquid matter..^^..brushing up my knowledge on chemistry^^..having found a warm place to sit, write- AND: a plug!!! :)...
So, this was meant to be an intro, spoken, for amazon..but it turns into a hymn of sorts (and times like these I wish I was a guy..seriously..some of them seem to be so able to write short, precise messages..and I am not used to writing hymns..but I do my best). It has a full melody as well.
Little Leonardos
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Intro (sung-spoken):
Once upon a time in marketing land/
a clever design cloned out and planned/
to sell (our) souls (off) to the highest demand/ (highest bid?)
-but they didnt bargain with a new breed of man..
Verse 1:
Little Leonardos
where the fuck have you been/
all this time the planet withered/
with hatred pain and greed/ (Präposition?)
Verse 2:
Little Leonardos/ (replace LL with a synonym?)
we are drowning in the need/
to spawn leaders for a new age/
as its getting hard to breathe..
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Chorus:
Little Leonardos/
nows your time to rise/
line up at our side/
and claim your place in history/
as leaders strong and wise/
I (we) need you to fuel love/
diffusing beauty/ (find a more fitting synonym for diffusing?)
why dont we show them/
what we're all made of..
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Verse 3:
Little soldiers of perfection/
call it beauty (freedom), love, protection/
its not in the face, its in the heart that counts/
Little Leonardos we're the bloodhounds (whispered: of the soul)/..
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Verse 4:
I see the kids out on the street/
and in their hearts a different beat/ (note: use hearts and wisdom too often- replace!)
shaking off centuries of deceit/
Little Leonardos you'll grow up to be free/
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Chorus repeat (full chorus)
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Verse 5 or 6, no option chosen yet..I'll have to let it grow.
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Little Leonardos
we're like bombs that drop/
one after one/
and the beat goes on and on and on and on and on and on....:)
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(in the background second part of chorus repeated: i need u to fuel love, levering beauty, why dont we show them, what were all made of..)
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Outro (sung-spoken):
Glorious eccentricities/
hard to trace, and hard to keep/
every single one unique
Little monsters, warriors, angels/
we're not anonymous- but we ARE legions/
- and you will have to EXPECT US. :)
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I am sorry- have I mentioned that my encounters with anonymous so far were all quite negative? So..its no wonder I dont really like them, despite me drawing on certain..similarities. image-wise.
and @ Lady Gagas use of the term "Little monsters". The times of self-stigmatisation turned into coolness with a rebel-edge are OVER. the is no NEED to BE monstrous just for the sake of it anymore. Hence- Little Leonardos. Vitruvian. Perfect all around.
I am sorry to say, but..most indigo children or however you'd like to call them I KNOW are actually stunningly pretty- a.k.a. both physically and mentally perfect, So..ugliness, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder, anyways. That is why I wear a MASK. I am not fucking crazy- I just want to DO AWAY with the accepted "pretty girl lead singer" image first of all..and then build from there.
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