P. Duffy
P. is 117 years old.
He is the Piano Player of Duffy & the Legends.
P. is also known as "The Real Phil Duffy".
P. is located in London at Ray´s Blues London.
P. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
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Duffy on your trail
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Song Details
Duffy on your trail is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Andante. The music is mind melting and the lyrics are mind melting. The song was written 6/15/2020 by P. Duffy. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
56 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
30 |
| Genre: |
Blues |
| Owner: |
Duffy & the Legends |
| First Revealed: |
6/16/2020 |
Dominant Instruments
Piano
Lead Vocals
Special Lyrics
You got to keep movin', you got to keep movin'.
Bullets fallin' down like hail, bullets fallin' down like hail.
Mmmm-hmmm, bullets fallin' down like hail.
And that shotgun keeps worryin' you.
There's a Duffy on your trail, Duffy on your trail.
Duffy on your trail.
It wasn't on Christmas Eve, it wasn't on Christmas Eve.
I escaped you on Christmas Day.
It wasn't on Christmas Eve, I escaped you on Christmas Day.
Aw, you finally lost me, zombies.
All I need is my little shotgun, just
To blow you all away, uh-huh.
To blow you all away.
Someone sprinkled hot foot powder, Mmm-hmm
Around my grave, all around my grave.
They sprinkled hot food powder
All around my grave, got me walking away.
It keep me touring the world, Robert.
Every gig I do, every old gig I do.
But I come back to gets my revenge, zombies tremblin' in fear
Zombies tremblin' in fear
I come back to get my revenge, zombies tremblin' in fear
Hmm-hmm. hmm-hmm.
All I need's my little sweet shotgun.
And old Bob Zombie for company.
Hey, hey, hey.
You get my shotgun for company, Bob.
Duffy's on your trail. Duffy's on your trail.
I'm fixin' to getcha.
Mmm-hmm.
(With apologies to Robert Johnson's Hellhound on my Trail)