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Comparing apple to orange its hard to do but I prefer Stan lyrics instead of robert.
Here my line by line interpretation of Couch works so I post it in here to point out why I did not prefer couch works. Anyway couch doesnt listen sometimes in your suggestion hope it will benefit stan more who nails me several times.
This is only my own opinion, a point of view of an asian songwriter.
That’s How I Roll
Headin’ through Harlan county, on my chrome n leather hog Blew by a sleepy trooper, in the midnight fog Had two warrants on me, from three counties back Busted up a bouncer, at some bootleg shack
(On this 1st verse I know the genre of this runs on country tune. The lyrical line is quite long. FOr me its like im listening or reading a novel where it describe all the details. Dragging IMO.)
He dropped his Budweiser, hit the siren n light But I’d already vanished, in the misty night
(Ok I dont know how I called this scenario after the first verse where the guy is heading somewhere with his harley then there this another guy who dropped his beer, then who hit the siren? The police who is drinking alcohol or this guy from nowhere that disappear.)
Cos that’s how I roll, with fire in my soul I live fast and I live bold, yeah my story’s told From Shawnee Lake to Muscle Shoals That’s how I roll
(Ok now this is clear the guy run away but how couch explains "fire in my soul"? What I understand from the beggining that this guy is an antisocial, triple y chromosome and heart of steel runs from the police. There should be a police chase that need to be told here couch.)
Found a rowdy roadhouse, right outside of town Skidded up in back, put my kickstand down Cowgirl waitresses, hustlers dealin’ blackjack Yahoos rollin’ dice, on the floor in back
(Wow!!! I saw this alot of time in a cowboy movie where the wanted criminal will enter the bar with some character. Nice one though the verse is cliche. SOrry this is just my opinion.)
Well, I won at 21, grabbed the dice and made ‘em sweat Risked it all and broke the house, with a single bet
(Haha lucky guy... It happens only in the movie and in this lyrics but rarely happens in the real life. Gee, I hope if that happens casinos in lasvegas will not exist anymore.
How about with a single bet with a hidden camera in my pocket where the eye in the sky turns blind. How about that couch? that makes realistic for me and you might nail me.)
Cos that’s how I roll, with fire in my soul Live young and life don’t get old, yeah my story’s told From Shawnee Lake to Muscle Shoals That’s how I roll
(Again you roll with fire in your soul in one try and you broke the house if you really a macho guy you should bet more or throw some tantrums that you need to broke more bar patrons pocket.)
Left with a roll of fifties and a waitress on my bike We parked out in a meadow, near a bed of soft moonlight Said she’d never found a man, who made her lose control Kissed her deep and said when I ride that’s how I roll
(This is the best part to critique. The happy times, the happy moment then this triple y chromosomes guy was hypnotice by the lady in the bar and she know HOW TO ROLL better than him. So what is the point in this how to roll things where the winner is always the gals in the bar.)
Thong in my back pocket, note with that sweet thing’s name Dropped her off at home and roared off down the lane Passed that same ol’ trooper, while pushin’ 92 He just drank his beer, cos that trooper knew
(The Ending... HE got the souvenir and story to tell for his co biker roaming in the streets. I hope the guy is not broke after the sexcapades he had. Need to elaborate the ending.)
That’s how I roll, with fire in my soul I live fast and I live bold, yeah my story’s told From Shawnee Lake to Muscle Shoals That’s how I roll
(Overall Im not interested and the lyric is a same old story and there is no special about it that brings a goosebumps in my skin.)
JMO
Lynman
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