Name: You've Got To Learn (How To Lose)
Channel: Higher Than Pope
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Higher Than Pope

Guitars and Rock: frequently the rhythm is paramount. A splendid time is guaranteed for all. ...more guitar!

, is classical music, Higher Than Pope are a guitar band. They have been vaguely styled in overheard conversations as Beatles meets Neil Young meets The Doors, however that seems misplaced to my thinking. They seem more a mix of rhythmic and often syncopated pop guitar alternative. are more prone to commiting the usual heinous pop/rock sorts of guitar mischief. However. this go round HTP appear to be paying homage to both Guitars and Gustav Mahler. If you have ever wondered how some of your favorite classical music would sound if you changed some of the instruments in the orchestra out as guitar, bass and drums, then this is the album for you. is definitely more Mahler than Emerson, Lake and Palmer. They did not abandon the strings. They did add some amp. They also added some very delicious sounding acoustic guitars--massively moving electric guitar and some of the bass passages are truly tremendous. album at CD store near you. : Gustav's Guitars

Song Info

Genre

Alternative • Alt Power Pop

Charts

#928 in subgenre Peak #3

Charts

Peak #92

Author

Higher Than Pope

Rights

2006

Uploaded

March 04, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:33

Lyrics

You've got to Learn (How to Lose)

		Chorus:
		You've got to learn how to lose.
		There's a wrong and a right way to do it.
		You've got to learn how to break the rules.
		There's a wrong and a right way to do it.

You've been running like a dog in the rain,
Chewing your tail, acting innane
but though you've been lost for many a year
no magical draught is gonna ease your fear.

Your lover's been waling on leopard's feet,
sneaking around to find a place to meet
but though you know you don't really care
'cause another girl has you dancing on air.

While you were lovin' that dreamy eyed girl
your brain kept on spinnin' all in a whirl.
Now you got cold feet, a big empty bed
but no rain is falling onto your head.

My momma taught me when to run.
My momma showed me how to shoot my gun.
My momma told me how to play the game
but I'll never forgive my momma
for giving me that awful name.