“Whistleblower” by Tim The Lion Tamer – A Song Feature

    There is an emotional warmth that brews within “Whistleblower.” Yet, the lyrics expose an unsettling time – “Cause trouble walks beside me everyday.” The song belongs to Tim the Lion Tamer, a singer/songwriter in Malmö, Sweden.

     The lyrics of “Whistleblower” are included in this post. At times, they cause us to recall the 1966/1970’s hit “If I Were a Carpenter,” which was in the Top 20 Pop chart with its release by The Four Tops and in the Top 10 Country chart with its release by Johnny Cash and June Carter. “Whistleblower” also steps through different professions and how things might be different. But the messages of the two songs are fundamentally different. “Whistleblower” is more than a pure love song with a readily apparent message. The track from Tim the Lion Tamer has depth.

     We recommend listening to “Whistleblower” with a focus on the instruments. Clearly, the instrumental support was carefully considered and executed. At times, the acoustic guitar carries the melody with a simplicity. Then, the piano and the guitar swell. Brass unexpectedly arrives, then disappears. The credits reveal Tim the Lion Tamer (vocals, guitar) and Anton Thoursie (drums, percussion, bass, piano, trombone).

     “Whistleblower” by Tim The Lion Tamer

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“Whistleblower” by Tim The Lion Tamer

I came down here to sell the drugs you left beneath your bed

I came down here to bend my crooked soul

And I wish you'd have the decency to tell me what they said

'Cause trouble walks beside me, as you know

Oh and if I was a fighter, then a fighter I would be

But the more I fight, the more I'm fought

Oh and if I was a sailor, I would sail across the sea

But the more I dream, the more I know I'm not

The cats upon the rooftops weep, the winter stole the sun

The hour's come of which the poets feed

And I guess that I must stab the eye of someone who's in charge

I say; the more I stab, the less I bleed

Oh and if I was a painter, I would paint the snow all green

I'd stroke the sky to cover up the grey

Oh and if I was a waiter, I'd be waiting for the spring

'Cause trouble walks beside me everyday

Well, I guess that I could love you even when my heart is faint

But I did not come to kiss your broken bones

You'll hear the sound of thunder traveling through the wind

The whistleblower's come to claim his home

Oh and if I was a drinker, I would drink away the blue

But the more I drink, the thirstier I get

Oh and if I was a runner, I would run my way to you

But this trouble's not gonna let me forget