Friday, September 28, 2018
Backwards Song About A Bug
Thursday, September 20, 2018
Wearing My Reflection
I finished reading a book called Owning Your Own Shadow by Robert Johnson (1991, HarperCollins). It's a book about how there's this Jungian concept called The Shadow, which everyone has. The shadow is comprised of the parts of oneself that one has disowned. Some of it might be evil and/or mean, but there's also a lot of good stuff that people tend to end up disowning about themselves.
Well, anyway, after reading that book, I decided to let my shadow write some songs and stuff. This is the first of the songs that I let my shadow write. It's written by the part of my shadow that's a naughty cat that pees all over the house.
(It's not necessarily the one in the picture. It's a good picture cuz it's a reflecto-kitty picture, all reflecty, like the song).
(It's not necessarily the one in the picture. It's a good picture cuz it's a reflecto-kitty picture, all reflecty, like the song).
Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.
And here are the lyrics:
I'm wearing my reflection
How did this happen to me?
It is something similar to me
But it makes me inside out, you see
Maybe I am just a stupid dream
Middle aged and running out of steam
I am gonna pee all over the place and I am a reflection of your face
And I am a reflection of the sun and I am gonna pee all over everyone
Do not try to stop me, nosiree
You cannot stop reflecting the naughty tree
You cannot stop the person who has come as a cat
You think I am stupid but I'm only fat
Friday, September 14, 2018
Eem Oot Neppah
For anyone new to this here blog - when I say "backwards song," what I mean is that I performed one of my own songs backwards. I've gotten into the habit of posting the backwards version of a song the week before I post the regular, forwards version of it.
Friday, September 7, 2018
Gross Food
This might be my favoritest 2018 song, to date. It's a song about how I felt when my 2 cats died. When I say, "There used to be three of us but now there's only one, the stupid leftovers when all is said and done," I'm basically saying, I feel like leftover food. Food that's been left behind. No one even wants to take it home in a doggie bag. I'm the stupid, gross, yucky food that no one wants to eat.
*When the song refers to a glass of orange juice with fish in it, I mean orange juice with extra pulp. Pulp makes me gag.
*When the song refers to a glass of orange juice with fish in it, I mean orange juice with extra pulp. Pulp makes me gag.
Here are the lyrics, in case they're not easy to understand:
There used to be three of us / But now there’s only one /
The stupid leftovers / when all is said and done
My sadness fills the whole / Stupid world out there / I wish that I could go and climb that golden stair
Everything is stupid now / and everything is gross / a
single sampling of burnt and soggy toast
A noodle burnt onto the bottom of the pan/ a scrambled egg that got all gross and then it ran
I think I’ll go out and I think I will get stoned / a
chicken with no bones / I think it’s been deboned
A stupid listening and every single day / is just a stupid battleship that has turned gray
A piece of cheese that has decided to grow mold/ a heated
dinner that’s been left out in the cold
A glass of orange juice that’s got lots and lots of fish / a burnt and soggy terrible Tuesday dinner dish
I wish I could go up Heaven’s stair/ Go upstairs and see my
friends up there
I want to go upstairs upstairs
I want to go upstairs upstairs
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