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| GENERAL INFO: |
Song Title: Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart
Running time: 2:57
music by: Eric Kretz
words by: Scott Weiland
available on: Tiny Music... Songs From The Vatican Gift Shop [March 26, 1996, Album], Trippin' On A Hole In A Paper Heart [July 2, 1996, Single]
Recorded at: Westerly Ranch, Santa Ynez, Ca by Nick DiDia
Produced and mixed by: Brendan O'Brien
Robert DeLeo: Bass
Dean DeLeo: Guitars
Scott Weiland: Vocals
Eric Kretz: Drums |
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| LIVE INFO: |
First performed live on: November 4, 1996 at the Universal Amphitheater in Los Angeles, CA.
Performed as acoustic?: Yes, on April 19, 2000 at the Tower Records store in San Diego, CA. |
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| COMMENTS: |
Robert: "What a great song. That song actually, I think, kind of held Tiny Music.. together. Eric had the song already all written. He had the bass part all down, and it was just me taking what he all did and had there. I think playing it was a challenge, because it has this great, kind of 'Tower Of Power' Rocko and Dave Garibaldi backbeat to it."
Eric: "It kind of was inspired by a drum thing from Tower Of Power, they have this song called 'What Is Hip?'. I have always loved that drum beat, so I wanted to put it somewhere. I was just sort of messing around with these chords a strum that would fit a groove like that and then it kinda turned into what it is."
Dean: "We did that Panama City thing, that MTV Spring Break, with Aerosmith. And Joe was kind of watching us soundcheck. As we had soundchecked that particular tune, and we walked offstage, he was like: 'Man, that solo is just really great.' And I just replied: 'Well, you taught me everything I know!' (Laughs)"
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| LYRICS: |
Don't cut out my paper heart,
I ain't dyin' anyway
Take a look at eye full towers
Never trust them dirty liars
Sippin' lemon yellow booze
'ole' leadbelly sings the blues
All dressed up on wedding day
keep on trippin' anyway
I am I am I said I'm not myself,
but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
So keep your bankroll lottery
eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
Fake the heat and scratch the itch
Skinned up knees and salty lips
I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life
And when you binge I purge alike
Let go it's harder holding on
One more trip and I'll be gone
So keep your head up Keep it on,
just a whisper I'll be gone
Take a breath and make it big
It's the last you'll ever get
Break your neck with diamond noose It's the last you'll ever choose
I am I am I said I'm not myself,
but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
Hold me closer, closer let me go
let me be just let me be
I am I am I said I'm not myself,
but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale
So keep your bankroll lottery
eat your salad day deathbed motorcade |
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