Track or Tracks may refer to:
A song is a single (and often standalone) work of music intended to be sung by the human voice with distinct and fixed pitches and patterns using sound and silence and a variety of forms that often include the repetition of sections. Written words created specifically for music or for which music is specifically created, are called lyrics. If a pre-existing poem is set to composed music in classical music it is an art song. Songs that are sung on repeated pitches without distinct contours and patterns that rise and fall are called chants. Songs in a simple style that are learned informally are often referred to as folk songs. Songs that are composed for professional singers are called popular songs. These songs, which have broad appeal, are often composed by professional songwriters, composers and lyricists. Art songs are composed by trained classical composers for concert performances. Songs are performed live and recorded. Songs may also appear in plays, musical theatre, stage shows of any form, and within operas.
A trail is usually a path, track or unpaved lane or road, though the term is also applied, in North America, to routes along rivers, and sometimes to highways. In the United Kingdom and the Republic of Ireland path or footpath is the preferred term for a walking trail. Some trails are single use and can only be used for walking, cycling, horse riding, snow shoeing, cross-country skiing, etc., others, as in the case of a bridleway in the UK, are multi-use, and can be used by walkers, cyclists and equestrians.
There are also unpaved trails used by dirt bikes and other off road vehicles. In some places, like the Alps, trails are used for moving cattle and other livestock (see transhumance). In the US historically, the term was used for a route into or through wild territory used by emigrants (e.g. the Oregon Trail).
In Australia, the term track can be used interchangeably with trail, and can refer to anything from a dirt road to an unpaved pedestrian path. The term trail gained popularity during World War II, when many servicemen from the United States were stationed in Australia, which probably influenced its being adopted by elements of the Australian media at the time (see Kokoda Track).
Hello precious, your wit is a bit infectious
And it has spread to all the wrong places
Gotta love all the familiar faces
See right through you, don't think everything that you do
Will slip through the grounds, the cracks, the holes
We'll lay you down and hold your neck while you choke.
You'll reach for the goal and fall on your face.
Don't forget about the ones, all the kids that you betray
We're laughing at you, laughing at you, laughing at you, laughing.
Fake names, fake satisfaction
We can't wait just to see your reaction
We'll be sure to send a postcard, seal it with a kiss
Remind me of the times we'll tell you've missed
You'll lose, you've got nothing to prove
You've made mistakes,
I'm not perfect, nor am I great
But I know I'm 10 times greater than you
It's hard to hear it but it's true.
They think the law's artistic
Make ways, make the kids go ballistic
But they're just new ways to click in space
So here's your knife thrown in your face.
You'll reach for the goal and fall on your face.
Don't forget about the ones, all the kids that you betray
We're laughing at you, laughing at you, laughing at you, laughing.
Fake names, fake satisfaction
We can't wait just to see your reaction
We'll be sure to send a postcard, seal it with a kiss
Remind me of the times we'll tell you've missed
You'll lose, you've got nothing to prove.
Fake names, fake satisfaction
We can't wait just to see your reaction
We'll be sure to send a postcard, seal it with a kiss
Remind me of the times we'll tell you've missed
You'll lose, you've got nothing to prove