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Saturday, 16 April 2011

I was once in a band. . I was supposed to be the bassist and main lyricist, but we never actually took off. Well, we actually just disbanded because we couldn't be bothered to do anything.

However, here I shall dab my hand again at songwriting. Who knows, maybe some major label will.... nah,

"I Know This Song Should Really Have a Title, But There Isn't a Line In the Chorus That Sums It Up Neatly"

[soft piano]
I'm...
sitting in a chair,
Thinking 'what the hell',
Am I doing here?
[drums enter. Heavier piano]
This place is pretty weird,
Is it everything I feared?

[enter keyboard, guitars. Piano stops. Everything is loud and fast]
No, I'm not going, I'm not going away,
Todayyyy...
No, It's not my time, but'll make it mine
In all due time,

I know this chick,
A real prick,
But she's real cultured,
A metaphorical vulture,
Hell, I'll do her too,

No, I'm not going, I'm not going away,
Todayyyy...
No, It's not my time, but'll make it mine
In all due time,

[Soft. Cool keyboard noises to the foreground]
This isn't making sense,
But, hey, its 11pm,
Give me a break,
It's really late,
And this is happening on-the-fly
I'm a poetic genius,
Give me two words, a subject,
It'll be lyrical Jesus,
No, I'm not sorry,
I'm not sorry,,,

[back to normal]

No, I'm not going, I'm not going away,
Todayyyy...
No, It's not my time, but'll make it mine
In all due time,

[spoken]
Screw it. I'm posting this. It's the best I can do during the night.

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