Giraffes Can't Dance [Single]

by Backdoor Lightshow

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First single off of our new Self Titled EP called Giraffes. Music video coming soon!


released March 31, 2013

All songs written by: Ray Piscione
Recorded, Mixed, Produced by: Backdoor Lightshow, Blake Hamilton
Mastered by: Blake Hamilton

Album photo: Ray Piscione Photography
Manager: Blake Hamilton
Backdoor Lightshow is Kevin Henry, Timur Fattahov, Ray Piscione, Jess LR



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Backdoor Lightshow Mississauga, Ontario

Backdoor Lightshow formed in the summer of 2012 by Singer/Songwriter, Ray Piscione.

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Track Name: Giraffes Can't Dance
Sit me down so we gotta speak
I'm working to much and I'm feeling weak
Can not sleep I only dream in fright
Break away with no hopes tonight

Whisper slowly, rewind the tape
All your friends broken acetate
Chase me in a starlit dream about when you came home
I'm all alone, I am all alone.

Calling around. Lost hope of what to do
We talked for hours about it
Your hardened parents didn't know what to do
You saw giraffes they were dancing
They were prancing, they were moving
Your heart was racing, didn't know what you were doing
Run far my child it won't be to long
But for now on try to stay strong

We are the kids who saw things
We have spoken about it to
We saw them, they were dancing
Tell me truth
I saw it with my two eyes
I despised
So long, I'm gone I'm done here
I'm ready to disappear
So hold back
Take my hand
Ill creep away
Hope you stay

Spoken Word
Sick of it all
Ready to fall into the traps that we set our for ourselves
Dreaming of things that aren't there
that no one could compare that look when you had to stare
Our dreams were crumbling around us
The animals astound us
The times that could compound us
But now we are just sick of it all-ness
Making up things that aren't there
We all got problems that don't compare
to the social norm of everyones regular day
the business mans just flying away
we were free
You were looking at me