Cryogenic (lyrics, dance, funk, miles davis, Kiss)

Crowe · 01-10-2006, 12:55 AM

A little somethin' different - wanted to see what you guys thought. This is kind of a Funk/ Folk fusion. Listening to Miles Davis when I wrote this.

I'm a cryogenic monk, reach out for that atom.
Smallest things dance like an electric eel.
Sleepin' in a tube, I'm cold, cold, cold.
Science is my working method, I'm calculating.
They say I'll sleep forever, but I'm thinking up a plan.
I'll just topple from my test tube tractor beam.
Crash on the ground, crash on the ground.
I'll free myself from my cryogenic freeze.
That's what you get for your calculations.
When you're sleepin' ice, thats cold deliberation.
When science keeps you alive, that's a pity.

But I like the pitter patter of my heartbeat,
On the tin rooftop of my chest,
I like the blood rushin' like cheetah cubs,
through my silly little veins.
I missed the air, sweet like the lips of my baby.

Alarms and red lights sober me up quickly.
I'm a cryogenic bunny escaping the lab.
I'm escaping the lab, in my underwear.
What's there to see under there? I'm escaping the lab.
Labcoats, to and fro, huddled up, like igloo eskimo.
I'm an experiment gone bad, yeah, I'm MAN, yeah.
I'm escaping the lab with both my feet.
Running in .3 time, that's fast for an ice man.
I see my opportunity close with the flick of a switch,
The man with the hand on the button grins.
I'm not escaping the lap. I'm a bad cryogenic man.
Oh the Scientists ask me my reasons, I stumble on,
my tongue, yeah it's stuck to the top of my mouth,
I ramble til I leave my body, yeah leave it low.
And while I'm high I say-

[chorus]

They scribble the answers down and set me free,
I'm a cryogenic test man, with no place to be.
As the thoughts flooded in , I think of my baby,
She's still so cold locked in her cryogenic crib.
I wanna kiss her, man I miss her. So I ask them politely.
Free my baby and we'll go quietly.
Free my baby and we'll go silently.
Scribble, scribble with the ink pen. Scientist say.
Scientific, cryogenic, hey, we'll lose both today.
So my baby is free, yeah cryogenic lovers we.
So when we kiss, it sticks, and you can bet...
we'll be cryogenic.

Crashing Sun · 02-07-2006, 03:24 PM

The things you find when you dig around... like these lyrics in a cryogenic freezer...

This is a story-song that has a cinematic feel to it, something Hollywood might pay to produce a script about, or have already in one shape or another.

Quote:

But I like the pitter patter of my heartbeat,
On the tin rooftop of my chest,
I like the blood rushin' like cheetah cubs,
through my silly little veins.
I missed the air, sweet like the lips of my baby.

The chorus doesn't seem to have anything to do with the main theme, but rather the secondary theme which is that he wants his "baby" to be free as well. Most of the lines are more emotion though and could probably fit any love song, so there's no real connection there which is something I like to find.

Also, is he wearing his heart on his chest or should it be: "beneath the tin rooftop of my chest"? Perhaps this is suposed to describe more than I can clearly see, like some half-man half-machine concept.

Quote:

we'll lose both today.
So my baby is free

At the end I'm not sure if his "baby" dies or not but that's sort of the vibe I'm getting. Overall this song might raise more questions than it answers but I thought it was a good try for something that was more inspiration than real work.

I expect to hear this worked on and set to music before the week is out.

Crowe · 02-09-2006, 03:07 AM

oh man. thanks i thought noone even looked at this piece, its not one of my better ones to be sure. thanks a lot though, yeah i'll look at it... although on my list of songs to be put to music... this is ranking near the bottom. I'm looking to get the Story of Lindsay, Emergency Doctor and I Wonder to music first... ( all on here if you wanted to look )

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01-10-2006, 12:55 AM
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Chicago/St. Louie Posts: 681	Cryogenic A little somethin' different - wanted to see what you guys thought. This is kind of a Funk/ Folk fusion. Listening to Miles Davis when I wrote this. I'm a cryogenic monk, reach out for that atom. Smallest things dance like an electric eel. Sleepin' in a tube, I'm cold, cold, cold. Science is my working method, I'm calculating. They say I'll sleep forever, but I'm thinking up a plan. I'll just topple from my test tube tractor beam. Crash on the ground, crash on the ground. I'll free myself from my cryogenic freeze. That's what you get for your calculations. When you're sleepin' ice, thats cold deliberation. When science keeps you alive, that's a pity. But I like the pitter patter of my heartbeat, On the tin rooftop of my chest, I like the blood rushin' like cheetah cubs, through my silly little veins. I missed the air, sweet like the lips of my baby. Alarms and red lights sober me up quickly. I'm a cryogenic bunny escaping the lab. I'm escaping the lab, in my underwear. What's there to see under there? I'm escaping the lab. Labcoats, to and fro, huddled up, like igloo eskimo. I'm an experiment gone bad, yeah, I'm MAN, yeah. I'm escaping the lab with both my feet. Running in .3 time, that's fast for an ice man. I see my opportunity close with the flick of a switch, The man with the hand on the button grins. I'm not escaping the lap. I'm a bad cryogenic man. Oh the Scientists ask me my reasons, I stumble on, my tongue, yeah it's stuck to the top of my mouth, I ramble til I leave my body, yeah leave it low. And while I'm high I say- [chorus] They scribble the answers down and set me free, I'm a cryogenic test man, with no place to be. As the thoughts flooded in , I think of my baby, She's still so cold locked in her cryogenic crib. I wanna kiss her, man I miss her. So I ask them politely. Free my baby and we'll go quietly. Free my baby and we'll go silently. Scribble, scribble with the ink pen. Scientist say. Scientific, cryogenic, hey, we'll lose both today. So my baby is free, yeah cryogenic lovers we. So when we kiss, it sticks, and you can bet... we'll be cryogenic.

02-09-2006, 03:07 AM
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Chicago/St. Louie Posts: 681	oh man. thanks i thought noone even looked at this piece, its not one of my better ones to be sure. thanks a lot though, yeah i'll look at it... although on my list of songs to be put to music... this is ranking near the bottom. I'm looking to get the Story of Lindsay, Emergency Doctor and I Wonder to music first... ( all on here if you wanted to look ) __________________ Hi. I'm Crowe. This is my sig. My love finally resting, A solemn corpse buried in you. My silly experimental band: www.myspace.com/boyfromthestarsmusic