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Meter or metre is a concept related to an underlying division of time characteristic of western music. The concept provides that the pattern, is usually 2, 3, or 4 beats long, (duple, triple, quadruple), and each beat may be normally divided into 2 or 3 basic subdivisions (simple, compound). Another view is that meter is the measurement of a musical line into measures of stressed and unstressed "beats", indicated in Western music notation by a symbol called a time signature. Yet another view is that "meter" describes the whole concept of measuring rhythmic units, but it can also be used as a specific descriptor for a measurement of an individual piece as represented by the time signature—for example, "This piece is in 4/4 meter(help·info)" is equivalent to "This piece is in 4/4 time" or "This piece has a 4/4 time signature" – all of which are formally called simple quadruple meter, four beats, each normally divided by 2. Wikipedia |
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Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong To want more than a folk song Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall She keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along Give a little kick with your fine thigh high | | Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it | Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it | | Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Your phony roots, borrowed guitar Telling her what to think we are You the number one wet blanket Hardly a day goes by you don't try to break down No I don't buy it You're still around I wonder why She just keep... | Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong To want more than a folk song Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall She keep falling for the creep The body leech coming on Vicious hypnosis, clenched fist saying It's wrong to want more than a folk song I'm wrong to want more than a folk song I'm wrong to want more than a folk song Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall She keep falling for the trick vegetariate sing-along Give a little kick with your fine thigh high | | Doo-doo-doo | Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she is happy you wanna break it | | Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Your bathing suit, borrowed guitar Telling her what to think we are You the number one wet blanket You're still around I wonder why You the number one wet blanket | "you'll never believe me so why don't you find out for yourself Then you'll see the glass hidden in the grass Bad seeds come and go for which you must allow Sick down to my heart that's just the way it goes" |
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