Roger Waters - The Heavyweight
When I listened to the new Redux version of "Money", by Roger Waters, I thought that the new section of lyrics would work well as a new piece, without the context of the original song. So, just for the sake of it, I sampled his voice and made a new song with an original instrumental.
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Quando ouvi a nova versão Redux de "Money", de Roger Waters, pensei que a nova parte da letra funcionaria bem como uma música nova, sem o contexto da música original. Então, só por diversão, sampleei a voz dele e criei uma nova música com um instrumental original.
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THE HEAVYWEIGHT
Lyrics/Voice by Roger Waters
Music/Intruments by Malinverni
Welcome to the underworld
And now, for tonight’s main event
The heavyweight
Close swaddled in the cloying folds of fat
For heavyweight
Squats freak fearful on his stool
And through toad lids he squints his vision of the world
The gray parade of waiters and trade is retinue of course
Seconds thirds and fourths
Clean tick-like to his skin
The bell sounds in the corner of the ring a fresh contender for his crown
Puts out his pale hand to shake before the bout
Champion blinks his sticky tongue swallowing greed
With cuprous speed snakes out
It’s lights out for the kid, his grace and wit
In that split second plucked sucked dissolved reduced petty bulk digested shit
The champ well satisfied adjusts his sumo backside on the stool
Draws ‘round his clock breaks wind out loud
The crowd howls it’s approval
But in the shadow of the Ring with cloven hoof and a crooked grin
The devil pats the briefcase that holds the Faustian Pact
Enjoys his little joke
Because he knows the Champion’s cloak is but a shroud in fact