I originally started writing this track ages ago, after learning about the Franklin Expedition way back in my college days. I had a morbid fascination with the doomed voyage, and so decided to write a trite, morbid ballad about it, tongue firmly planted in cheek. But I never got around to really finishing it. And then years went by.
A few months back when Shael and the boys was setting up an internet radio station for The Grammar Club, we talked about what to put on said radio station. Shael wanted it to be mostly if not exclusively vocal music, as in, no instrumentals. Well 98% of my back catalog is instrumental music. So partly in jest, and partly because I am about as mature as your average middle schooler in a petty act of rebellion, I surreptitiously added my original 10 year old Ballad of John Franklin demo to the radio station's playlist.
But then Shael heard it. And decided he really liked it, and put it into heavy rotation. And then random listeners heard it, and they too liked it.
But it was an old, incomplete song. Not wanting to leave it hanging, I tapped Tanner for the arduous task of re-arranging and updating it. And a bangup job he did. But if somehow that weren't enough, Beefy and Sean lent their immeasurable talents as well.
Truth told I have no illusions about being a particularly good rapper. Or singer. Or lyricist. But I'll be damned if that's going to stop me. Hah!
-Ty
lyrics
Find me a way to get back to shore
I can't feel my hands anymore
I'm frostbitten for sure
Now it begins my heart's slowing down
I fear I'm beginning to drown
I'm frozen to the core
It first began when we started to the north
And lost track of our heading
When the winds blew us off course
But no remorse
Headed back to the source
Of the force
That guides the compass
Towards the lands of the Norse
And of course we were prepared
Or so we had thought
But we soon realized
It was all for naught
When her majesty's Erebus
Found it was caught
In the icepack closing in
And the death that it brought
But this was not the end for ship or the crew
Two years of hell for the men and for me too
The first ones died when they went looking for food
They made a meal for the rest:
Desperation human meat stew
Over the months the tragedy would unfold
And as time passed on the arctic circle swallowed us whole
It's like you've been told about the cold
It's a cover for the reaper
While he claims the young and the old
Find me a way to get back to shore
I can't feel my hands anymore
I'm frostbitten for sure
Now it begins my heart's slowing down
I fear I'm beginning to drown
I'm frozen to the core
Oh Captain my captain
How could you not stop this from happening?
No longer laughing, mermaids and krakens
Underreacting, mutiny amassing
Part of the globe where the lord doesn't speak
Plot a course where the Earth moves in sheets
Surviving life at the edge of our seats
Reach pearly gates if my soul doesn't freeze
Question every decision that led here
I was told we would sing songs and drink beer
All I'm knowing is frostbite and deep fear
Somebody please take me home I don't belong here
I didn't think that it would end like this
We were gonna find the trail that would cause a shift
But instead we cold and bloated as we float adrift
Tell the others to treat every day like it's a gift
Find me a way to get back to shore
I can't feel my hands anymore
I'm frostbitten for sure
Now it begins my heart's slowing down
I fear I'm beginning to drown
I'm frozen to the core
credits
from King Content,
released January 2, 2019
Beefy - Lyrics, Vocals
Sean - Additional Arrangement, Guitar
Tanner - Primary Arrangement, Production, Mixing, Mastering
Ty - Original Demo/Music, Lyrics, Vocals
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Beefy is back! This record bangs even harder than Part 1. Beefy is an artist I will buy music from without hesitation. He's a bad ass and kills it every damn time. If you like killer raps, a good sense of humor and awesome songs then this record is for you. GO GET IT NOW. Matt aka Stormageddon
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