Dead Alive Baker Ya Maker
"Dead Alive - Baker Ya Maker" blends #Rock and #Alternative elements, released in 1994. The lyrics explore themes of existential struggle, identity, and the search for meaning in a chaotic world. Unique musical elements include dynamic shifts and haunting melodies. The song resonates with listeners, reflecting a generation's disillusionment.
[Chorus]
Don't look down
He's on his way
Back alive
From the grave
Don't look down
He's on his way
Back alive
From the grave
[Verse 1]
Oh dear, look here it's your worst fear
Call me Baker Maker, soon I will make it all clear
The taker the underlord
So come on and climb aboard
This crazy train I'm conducting
No luck when you fight the force
Buckle up or get stuck
Left in the dust you just a mutt
Steppin to this pure breed clique
To get you get bucked
Only known for bad luck
Seems I got that wicked omen
Put myself in these positions
But this hell is never chosen
Since they dropped me on my head
Back when I was just a baby
Maybe that's what made me crazy
Got my thoughts blurry and hazy
Feel to be hated
I know I'm not better than the next
But I guarantee that there's no other me within [?]
Don't expect or suspect my respect
Feel I've given many reasons
That I dont need your approval
Only judge from my dreaming
From my vision my appearance
Got 'em looking sideways
See them jealous little bitches always got something to say
Don't look down
He's on his way
Back alive
From the grave
Don't look down
He's on his way
Back alive
From the grave
[Verse 1]
Oh dear, look here it's your worst fear
Call me Baker Maker, soon I will make it all clear
The taker the underlord
So come on and climb aboard
This crazy train I'm conducting
No luck when you fight the force
Buckle up or get stuck
Left in the dust you just a mutt
Steppin to this pure breed clique
To get you get bucked
Only known for bad luck
Seems I got that wicked omen
Put myself in these positions
But this hell is never chosen
Since they dropped me on my head
Back when I was just a baby
Maybe that's what made me crazy
Got my thoughts blurry and hazy
Feel to be hated
I know I'm not better than the next
But I guarantee that there's no other me within [?]
Don't expect or suspect my respect
Feel I've given many reasons
That I dont need your approval
Only judge from my dreaming
From my vision my appearance
Got 'em looking sideways
See them jealous little bitches always got something to say
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