Music Review of How About a Cup of STFU?

Written by Ellie James

Sunday, 20 November 2011

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Care for a spot of Shut the Fuck Up?

David Clarke, former front man of The Doormats has gone out on his own and created an album full of old style angst and musicality reminiscent of the early Rolling Stones.

Only the brilliance and poignant writing of David Clarke can produce an album called How About a Cup of STFU?

Clarke is said to have written the song about his brother-in-law. When asked though why a man from England would set the song in Abilene, Texas, he only shrugged and said, as only David Clarke can say, "Went there once with this really cool girl. They had a lot of cows and shit. It stuck, like the shit, but without the smell."

Other songs on the album that will soon be released as singles are: Looking for the Perfect Jacket, All My Socks Have Holes, and I Never Kissed my Sister, but Luke Skywalker Did (a Tribute to Geeks.)

Below are the lyrics to the title track also called How About a Cup of STFU? The album is available at all fine on like establishments worldwide.

How About A Cup of STFU?


As I walked down the streets of Abilene one day
I met a man who thought he knew my mind
He said I'd never make it to the place I was going
Oh how I wish knew where he lived.

I sent him a coffee mug
That says Shut the Fuck Up.
I'd say today what you said
Doesn't matter anymore

I handed him a copy of my book as he sat upon his ass in a bar
He held it in his grubby little hands, but he's never goin to accept I wrote this book!

I sent him a coffee mug
That says Shut the Fuck Up.
Today what you say
doesn't matter no more.

He threw the book right down in the rose bushes. He never even turned a single page.
He looked at me so long off the end of our noses, but he couldn't bring himself to say words to say.

I sent him a coffee mug,
That says Shut The Fuck Up
Today what you say
doesn't matter anymore.

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