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Behind Red Eyes - Parody - The Who "Behind Blue Eyes"

Recorded by Bob Narley at his home production facility, this song is more of a parody of the Fred Durst version than of The Who.  Bob laid 2 tracks with his Taylor acoustic guitar which he customized with a Fishman Natural 2 pickup.  Massive amounts of VST vocal correction were used on the lead vocal track to simulate the annoying vocal warble found on Fred Durst's version, with 2 other vocal backing tracks all performed by The Narley One.  The Bass is actually a VST synth pad.  Enjoy!

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Lyrics to:  Behind Red Eyes by Bob Narley

Some one knows what it's like, to be the pot man, to be the bag man, behind red eyes.

My friends know what it's like, to be wasted, to be bake'n, from wicked highs.

And my wee-ed, is hydroponic, without those stems or seeds.

I'll smoke for hours, come and join me, my buds are sensi, all red and green.

Someone knows what's it's like, to need my dealings, How bout you.. do you need a dube?

No one chokes quit as hard, on my bong man, since i use ice or snow, in my tube.

and my wee-eed, is hydroponic, without those stems or seeds.

I'll smoke for hours, come and join me, my buds are sensi, all red and green.

My friends know what it's like, to be wasted, to be bake'n, from wicked highs.

Some one knows what it's like, to be the pot man, to be the bag man, behind red eyes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

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