THE SCREEN DOOR SLAMS
MARYS DRESS WAVES
LIKE A VISION SHE DANCES ACROSS THE POARCH AS THE RADIO PLAYS
ROY ORBISON SINGING FOR THE LONELY
HEY THATS ME AND I WANT YOU TO WOE ME
>hurrr let me rip off dylan
>now let me rip off funk rock, oh and i have a new york accent now
>now let me rip off heartland rock, oh i have a midwestern accent now
>now let me rip off hard rock, oh i have a mid atlantic accent now
>now let me rip off a variety of different pop rock styles and varispeed my voice up to make it sound younger and more accessible
>now let me rip off folk and country and the band Suicide and write songs about rural people living hard lives just like me even though i have millions in the bank
>now let me rip off tom petty and synthpop, oh i have a southern accent now
>now let me write shitty adult contemporary synthpop and soft rock ballads
>now let me do the same thing again, oh i have a california accent now
>mix and match all of the above for the rest of his career
>oh i have an irish accent on this song for some reason
>let me write an album about 9/11 so i be relevant again and make $$$$$
>let me write an album about the 2008 financial crisis so i be relevant again and make $$$$$
Springsteen's discography in a nutshell. What a hack.
I want to fuck Michelle Carter like a savage and then nut on her forehead and bash her head against a wall, maybe kick her in the ribs a dozen times