Open Fifth (O5) is a critically acclaimed all-male a cappella group comprised of 17 undergraduate gentlemen from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio. Founded in 2013, Open Fifth has catapulted to national recognition with 5 Contemporary A Cappella Recording Award (CARA) nominations, most recently for its holiday EP "Snowed In" for Best Holiday Album, Best Holiday Song, and Best Male Collegiate Solo competing against names like Pentatonix. The group is well known for its three studio publications including its flagship album, "Late Night", professional music videos, and national tours of cities such as Chicago, Indianpolis, Cinncinnati, and Cleveland in December, 2016. Since its beginning, Open Fifth has been dedicated to live performance, striving make each song an experience with high-spirited energy and focus on audience involvement. Open Fifth prides itself on sharing its love for a cappella with close intercollegiate relationships, including the incredible men of Exit245 of James Madi
I admire all these voices. Im a barritone naturally but sing bass with the choir at church. Perfect harmony, and the bass sounding powerful but no over bearing. Good blend of chest and head tones.
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money I am the thesis of her prayers Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried South side, and beat the devil by a landslide Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club Stand tall, something told me I should bring my butt to church You gotta move it slowly Take it in my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy You gotta move it slowly Take it in my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity rent You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it You're my dream-catcher, dream team, team captain Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain You gotta move it slowly Take it in my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy You gotta move it slowly Take it in my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy You gotta move it slowly Take it in my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down tired, it's gonna rain
You know that undescribable feeling like wanting to laugh yet cry at the same time? What in the world is that feeling? I feel it every time I hear this song.
