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Like Ethiopia, just better dressed (version 2)
Recorded on 04/27/06
Guitar : Brandon van Eeden
Vocals : Ray Douglas
Bass : Ross Turpin
Drums : Juan de Lange
This song was written by Will from the Rising End, I hadn’t yet joined the band and he was filling in. At the time Brandon was going to the USA and wanted a demo to take and handout at shows. But when I joined the band and read these lyrics there was no way I wanted to change anything!!! This is an issue which is so close to my heart and something I would have written about anyways. So thanks Will! It’s about how some girls are destroying their minds and bodies because of a certain image they are chasing. It makes me so concerned to see how music ,TV, books, advertising, friends, family and men are making women try and live up to this so called “perfection”. How this is causing illnesses like anorexia and mental insecurities which in turn affect their health. How women will go to all extents of surgery to get the right look. How they must do this or do that to get the right guy. How they must flaunt what they have to get what they want. Women need to find their acceptance in God and not men, they need to know that they are so special and have such an important part to play in this world. That we as men need to treat them with respect and love, that they are not just a “piece of meat” there to serve our every beck and call. That if WE don’t start to make the first move and treat them right they will not change and more and more of our future mothers, sisters and wives will be left confused and dying mentally and physically.
- Ray Douglas
Vocals : Ray Douglas
Bass : Ross Turpin
Drums : Juan de Lange
This song was written by Will from the Rising End, I hadn’t yet joined the band and he was filling in. At the time Brandon was going to the USA and wanted a demo to take and handout at shows. But when I joined the band and read these lyrics there was no way I wanted to change anything!!! This is an issue which is so close to my heart and something I would have written about anyways. So thanks Will! It’s about how some girls are destroying their minds and bodies because of a certain image they are chasing. It makes me so concerned to see how music ,TV, books, advertising, friends, family and men are making women try and live up to this so called “perfection”. How this is causing illnesses like anorexia and mental insecurities which in turn affect their health. How women will go to all extents of surgery to get the right look. How they must do this or do that to get the right guy. How they must flaunt what they have to get what they want. Women need to find their acceptance in God and not men, they need to know that they are so special and have such an important part to play in this world. That we as men need to treat them with respect and love, that they are not just a “piece of meat” there to serve our every beck and call. That if WE don’t start to make the first move and treat them right they will not change and more and more of our future mothers, sisters and wives will be left confused and dying mentally and physically.
- Ray Douglas
Lyrics
She is not magazine perfect enough
Airbrush, shrink, enlarge,
Smoothen, whiten, glisten
Now it'll do, just a frame, a skeleton
To build on to or take away from
Is that a smile or a grimace?
The thousand words it paints
Are only synonyms of false, unhappy and empty.
Does attraction only lie in the eyes?
The bar moves higher with every jump
With every glossy photo and pose
With every pout of electronic lips
Someone is dying!
Go to the mall to see those struck by famine We made them that way With each cat call and lustful look We take food out her mouth Is that a smile or a grimace?
The thousand words it paints
Are only synonyms of false, unhappy and empty.
If you could love with your eyes closed
Maybe she wouldn't be malnourished
Stop pursuing perfection
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who she is?
Airbrush, shrink, enlarge,
Smoothen, whiten, glisten
Now it'll do, just a frame, a skeleton
To build on to or take away from
Is that a smile or a grimace?
The thousand words it paints
Are only synonyms of false, unhappy and empty.
Does attraction only lie in the eyes?
The bar moves higher with every jump
With every glossy photo and pose
With every pout of electronic lips
Someone is dying!
Go to the mall to see those struck by famine We made them that way With each cat call and lustful look We take food out her mouth Is that a smile or a grimace?
The thousand words it paints
Are only synonyms of false, unhappy and empty.
If you could love with your eyes closed
Maybe she wouldn't be malnourished
Stop pursuing perfection
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who she is?
