A. Brown
A. is 62 years old.
He is the Electric Guitarist of Jazz Was Stone Dead.
A. is also known as "Hey Dude".
A. is located in London at London Airspace.
A. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Foggy Style
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Song Details
Foggy Style is Singalong music in tempo Moderato. The music is mind melting and the lyrics are earth shaking. The song was written 4/22/2024 by A. Brown. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
92 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
30 |
| Genre: |
Jazz |
| Owner: |
Jazz Was Stone Dead |
| First Revealed: |
5/19/2024 |
Dominant Instruments
Electric Guitar
Special Lyrics
In the foggy haze, we're lost in a daze,
Following trends in a curious phase.
They say it's the way, the ultimate craze,
But I'm not buying into this twisted maze.
Foggy style, oh so vile,
A mockery of love, it's just denial.
Beneath the surface, it's all so juvenile,
Trading depth for a cheap, fleeting smile.
Foggy style, oh so vile,
A mockery of love, it's just denial.
Beneath the surface, it's all so juvenile,
Trading depth for a cheap, fleeting smile.
(Bridge)
They say it's freedom, but it feels like chains,
Lost in a fog where nothing remains.
Is this what we seek, in our pleasures and pains,
A hollow echo, where love wanes.
Doggy style, they say it's wild,
But it's just a pose, a mask, a mild
Attempt at passion, so defiled,
In this foggy world, love's exiled.
Foggy style, oh so vile,
A mockery of love, it's just denial.
Beneath the surface, it's all so juvenile,
Trading depth for a cheap, fleeting smile.
So let's break free from this foggy facade,
And reclaim the love that we once had.
No more illusions, no more charade,
For true connection, cannot be swayed.