Om Pass the Butter, Not the Blame
«Pass the Butter, Not the Blame» är en självsäker låt i genren till middagen, av Ferndale (104 BPM, B♭-dur, 3:37, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.
Fler: muzyka do kolacji utan extra royalties. Fler efter stämning: självsäker. Licens för din lokal.
Medverkande
- Artist
- Ferndale
- Genre
- Till middagen
- Stämning
- Självsäker
- Tempo
- 104 BPM
- Tonart
- B♭-dur
- Längd
- 3:37
- Sång
- Engelska
- Licens
- Licensierad för lokaler
Nyckelord
- Dinner
- warm bittersweet confident glow
- crossover appeal
- bright synth plucks
- clean electric guitar
- tight pop drums
- 104 BPM
- breezy tenor with light falsetto lifts
Tillagd för 3 månader sedan · 2026-07-25 · licensierad för användning i lokal
Text· följer ljudet
Pass the Butter, Not the Blame lyrics
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
Ur katalogen
Även på WeavyAudio
Sida A
Fler låtar av Ferndale
- A1
WA-PFKbbjV7pT0K118BPM2:27Mood Swing Blue
Ferndale - A2
WA-hGcWHNRbFErs96BPM3:24Fog on the Mirror
Ferndale - A3
WA-7oe5b4gTvDTR97BPM3:22Midnight at the Marina
Ferndale - A4
WA-q3VatuUpKz3796BPM3:29Gentle evening glow
Ferndale - A5
WA-NA7MsttccOXV104BPM3:00Hold That Line
Ferndale - A6
WA-iA1QutP7wzf699BPM2:50Bass Under the Blue Light
Ferndale
Sida B
Liknande låtar: muzyka z pazurem
- B1
WA-W4vnpuNmmjdN112BPM3:52Save the Last Dance for Chaos
The Amaretti - B2
WA-5FzR0mtboCvL110BPM3:25Save Me a Seat by the Window
The Nightjars - B3
WA-rNt2CiL8qugl98BPM4:12Candlelight Doesn't Lie
Marlowe & Vane



