Easter Song

by Romie Romak

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“I saw a bunny, and then a few steps further, I saw a dead one. Is this a bad sign, or a sign that I should appreciate life? Or should I prepare for an ambush?”

Thanks: Our friends and fans, the haters, the Easter Bunnies, Dad, The Buckets (Monkey and Tin)

No thanks: You know who you are

Boycott list: Sephora (Mission Viejo Mall), the Salvation Army

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released 24 April 2011
Romie Romak: Vocals, Bass
Brian Michael Evans: Guitars
Rogie Lucero: Beats
Kateri: Keyboards

Lyrics by Romie Romak
Music by the aforementioned group
Mixed and Mastered by Brian Michael Evans

Artwork: Romie Romak
a Romak / Evans production
© 2011 all rights reserved

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A version of pop music by Romie Romak

The songs reference and draw inspiration from iconography, mind control, and Easter ..as well as the post-good phenomenon

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Track Name: Easter Song
It’s Easter Sunday
I never wanted your hate anyway
But it’s become my favorite chain
Make out my words in big numbers
Let’s decorate and paint

I never thought I’d feel
happy to be here
I never woulda thought that Easter was real
It’s just my way to say

I never thought I’d feel
happy to be here
I never woulda thought that Easter was real
It’s just my way. Happy Sunday.

Let’s strike a pose for our oppressors
It’s picture day. It’s picture day. It’s picture day.
When they see this ad they’ll feel so bad.
Make out my words in big numbers.
What do you have to say?

I’ve run out of positivity and gotten it back
so many times
They tried taking away my oxygen and shoving me aside
Give me what you owe me

I know it’s wrong to be happy
that your machine broke
I know it’s wrong to take pleasure
but I fucking told you so

I’ve decided to be confident
Despite these feelings that you’ve tried to cast on me