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Over Pass the Butter, Not the Blame
«Pass the Butter, Not the Blame» is een zelfverzekerde song in het genre voor het diner, van Ferndale (104 BPM, B♭-majeur, 3:37, gezongen in het Engels). Dit nummer maakt deel uit van de catalogus van WeavyAudio en is gelicentieerd voor weergave in koffiebars, restaurants, sportscholen, winkels en andere locaties.
Meer: muziek voor het diner zonder extra royalty’s. Meer op sfeer: zelfverzekerd. Licentie voor uw locatie.
Credits
- Artiest
- Ferndale
- Genre
- Voor het diner
- Sfeer
- Zelfverzekerd
- Tempo
- 104 BPM
- Toonsoort
- B♭-majeur
- Duur
- 3:37
- Zang
- Engels
- Licentie
- Gelicentieerd voor locaties
Trefwoorden
- Dinner
- warm bittersweet confident glow
- crossover appeal
- bright synth plucks
- clean electric guitar
- tight pop drums
- 104 BPM
- breezy tenor with light falsetto lifts
Toegevoegd 3 maanden geleden · 25-7-2026 · gelicentieerd voor gebruik op locatie
Songtekst· volgt de audio
Pass the Butter, Not the Blame – songtekst
Verse
Candle wax on the tablecloth
Twelve plates down to just the two of us
The pot roast gone, the wine half poured
We're still here laughing like before
You reach across the mashed potatoes
Say the same old joke you always throw
I roll my eyes but catch your grin
Something's shifting deep within
Pre-Chorus
So what if the roof's still leaking
What if the bills keep speaking
Louder than we want tonight
What if we just turned up the light
Chorus
Pass the butter, not the blame
We've survived worse than this again
Push the chairs back, clear the floor
I don't need to keep score anymore
Kitchen radio, turn it up
Freedom tastes like an empty cup
We're dancing tonight, dancing tonight
Everything's gonna be alright
Verse
Grandma's china stacked and drying
Kids asleep, the house not trying
To be anything but ours right now
Flour on your collar, I don't care how
You spin me past the pantry door
Sock feet sliding on the floor
Twenty years of Tuesday nights
Led us here to the porch light
Pre-Chorus
So what if the roof's still leaking
What if the bills keep speaking
Louder than we want tonight
What if we just turned up the light
Chorus
Pass the butter, not the blame
We've survived worse than this again
Push the chairs back, clear the floor
I don't need to keep score anymore
Kitchen radio, turn it up
Freedom tastes like an empty cup
We're dancing tonight, dancing tonight
Everything's gonna be alright
Bridge
Maybe we don't fix a thing tonight
Maybe broken still feels right
When your hand finds mine like this
When forgiveness is this kind of bliss
No apology, just this beat
No goodbye, just tired feet
Chorus
Pass the butter, not the blame
We've survived worse than this again
Push the chairs back, clear the floor
I don't need to keep score anymore
Kitchen radio, turn it up
Freedom tastes like an empty cup
We're dancing tonight, dancing tonight
Everything's gonna be alright
Uit de catalogus
Ook op WeavyAudio
Kant A
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Ferndale - A5
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Ferndale - A6
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