Female invasion

Lost in a Female Invasion: Roger Cicero's Melodic Journey
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Lyrics

My Rolling Stones backstage pass

Reflecting on a backstage pass for a Rolling Stones concert

In the plastic tree

Referencing a plastic tree, possibly a symbolic element

That old football shirt

Mentioning an old football shirt, a nostalgic item

My California dream girl

Referring to a dream girl associated with California

That's been hanging on the wall there for years

Describing a girl's picture on the wall, a long-standing memory

I'm standing here looking around

Observing the surroundings and reminiscing

For the guy I knew

Searching for someone from the past

Lord, I know it's a shame

Acknowledging a regretful situation

But I guess he left for good

Expressing a realization that the person is gone for good

And Baby you're to blame

Attributing blame for the situation to a person (Baby)


This old house ain't a home

Describing the house as not feeling like home

All my memories gone

Noting the absence of memories in the house

Girl, your love is a female invasion

Stating that the girl's love feels like a female invasion

Flowers bloom in the hall

Describing the presence of flowers in the hall

Nothing's me here at all

Feeling a lack of self in the current situation

Oh girl, you killed me with friendly persuasion

Expressing that the girl has an impactful, persuasive influence


Pink curtains, a purple bath

Describing the interior with pink curtains and a purple bath

No motor magazines

Noticing the absence of motor magazines

On the bathroom floor

Mentioning items on the bathroom floor

Each day I'm waking up in a

Waking up in a world associated with femininity

Fluffy, puffy, girl, lady world

Describing a fluffy and puffy environment, emphasizing femininity

My driver's seat's nice and clean

Highlighting cleanliness in the driver's seat

Without the pizza box

Noting the absence of a pizza box, a change in lifestyle

But my life's down the drain

Expressing a feeling of life going downhill

Yes I don't know who I am

Feeling lost about one's identity

And Baby you're to blame

Attributing blame for the identity crisis to a person (Baby)


When I come home late at night

Returning home late and encountering symbols of victory

Three laughing Buddhas are smiling at me

Noting the presence of three laughing Buddhas

They know that they have won the fight

Recognizing the Buddhas' awareness of winning a metaphorical fight

But they won't set me free

Conveying the reluctance of the Buddhas to set the speaker free

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