Untitled song in want of title... |
Ahoy... these lyrics are a product of (semi) automatic writing, so they dont appear to be very coherent as a whole and probably employ a lot of metaphor that's built into my psyche... if you go in for psychology....
Anyway, the song is all written but has no name, and I'm a bit stumped to be honest, so any help would be appreciated, and of course tell me what you like/dislike about them...
Hopefully I'm going to record the actual song with my band soon, so that'll be posted at some point with any luck...
here you go:
Beautiful desk of plastic wood
No food for thought but what I carry
This heat is draining, undercover, super-sized
The air hits me and I have to say good bye
Clever monkey be the clown; dance a round, red overalls
Very peaceful monkey, say nothing at all
This shadow flag to cut my hair, in bondage to pledge allegiance
Firefly night in that local place
Sinners and play-writes singing of big snow-covered tree
Terracotta red
Let’s go down to the practice room; it’s our inside riverside
Bed down; make me a pallet on your floor
Anyway, the song is all written but has no name, and I'm a bit stumped to be honest, so any help would be appreciated, and of course tell me what you like/dislike about them...
Hopefully I'm going to record the actual song with my band soon, so that'll be posted at some point with any luck...
here you go:
Beautiful desk of plastic wood
No food for thought but what I carry
This heat is draining, undercover, super-sized
The air hits me and I have to say good bye
Clever monkey be the clown; dance a round, red overalls
Very peaceful monkey, say nothing at all
This shadow flag to cut my hair, in bondage to pledge allegiance
Firefly night in that local place
Sinners and play-writes singing of big snow-covered tree
Terracotta red
Let’s go down to the practice room; it’s our inside riverside
Bed down; make me a pallet on your floor
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