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West Hyattsville
(Levine/Mendelson/Rolleston/Taronji)

I see in the distance
Redcoats approach getting pretty close
Look at other soldiers
We’re not sure how many will return

Today the river flows to bring us war
Bladensburg, the British burn

Haven’t fired this old shotgun
Since my dad took us hunting squirrels
I pray to the heavens
With so much rust and dirt
Let it please still work

If we fail and the city burns
Don’t close your eyes
Load your gun but turn and run
No one dies

Your very own private hell
The War of 1812
Your very own private hell
Bladensburg still fell

My shame is a shared one
Such a pathetic defeat
Last line retreat
What’s the point in surviving
Just to see your town burnt to the ground

Your very own private hell
The War of 1812
Bladensburg still fell
Your very own private hell

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from MetroSongs, Volume 4: Multi​-​Tracking, released July 12, 2013
Jason Mendelson and the Open Doors:
Oren Levine - Keyboards
Karlin McNeill - Bass
Mort Rolleston - Drums
Ian Taronji - Lead Guitar
Audrye Tucker - Violin and backing voice

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Jason Mendelson Washington, D.C.

Multi-instrumentalist, producer and composer Jason Mendelson of Alexandria, Virginia created MetroSongs in 2010 with the goal of writing and recording a unique original song for each of the DC area's 91 Metro station locations, based on local history and character. The project was completed in April 2017 with Volumes 7 & 8. ... more

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