Drop Dead Sunset – Sirens In Your Pocket

Odysseus may have resisted the Sirens, but he never encountered the 21st century smart phone.

That is the Island of the Sirens. Circe warned me to steer clear of it, for the Sirens are beautiful but deadly.

They sit beside the ocean, combing their long golden hair and singing to passing sailors. But anyone who hears their song is bewitched by its sweetness, and they are drawn to that island like iron to a magnet. And their ship smashes upon rocks as sharp as spears. And those sailors join the many victims of the Sirens in a meadow filled with skeletons.

The Odyssey – Homer
8th century BC

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Written, Performed & Produced by Drop Dead Sunset
© 2023 Herrmann, Jones, Cox & Gray – All Rights Reserved

Personnel:

Ty Herrmann – Guitars
Steve Jones – Bass
Keio Stroud – Drums
Nathan Cox – Guitars
Ernie Gray – Synths, Vocals

Credits:
Engineering & Mastering by Torrida
Cover design by Ned Muipo

Lyrics:

every time you want a piece of it
every time you want to see
follow the blue light always calling

everything you need is in your hand
everyone you want to be
follow the blue light always calling

a hit of dopamine
a hit of dopamine

i hear her calling me
i hear her calling me

hollow the cry of sirens calling
head down fading into blue

salivating like a pavlov’s dog
waiting for the bell to ring
anxious to check the notification

so fucking tired and you never sleep
and you don’t even want to see
but you follow the blue light always calling

a hit of dopamine
a hit of dopamine
i hear her calling me
i hear her calling me
don’t wanna put it down
i cannot put it down

hollow the cry of sirens calling
head down fading into blue
blue

fear of missing out on it
i want to play a part
a part of the pieces
don’t want to be apart
i wanted you to notice
that i’m keeping up
even pay some respect
…don’t mean to interrupt…