i tried to write a song for andy just the other day i strummed every chord that i knew from a# up to a tried to find one that befit him but none of them could convey chasing him's like chasing a photon it'll always slip away
read the oxford english dictionary to get just right what i'd say but every single word made the rainbow he is look gray chasing him's like chasing a photon he will always slip away
sang the most perfect melody that i ever may time nearly froze and butterflys wept even bent the sunshine's rays but chasing him's like chasing a photon he will always slip away chasing him's like chasing a photon and i'm no bose-einstein condensate
after getting back the recorder i recorded andy's song and it was terrible so i made this one up instead. which i guess means i have to make one for trent now. bummer. jk trent.
so you should meet our precious katy t just look for the girl playing clue and eating cheese then in life you'll have no regret unless you don't tip her and she spits in your la baguette
when fully tanned he makes kenyans look quite pale if he's not in church then he's down the street in jail he has a movie for each day of the year and in internet checkers he has no peer he'll beat you in tennis 6 games to love and the loser has to buy him a sub he doesn't have leprosy though if you saw his toe you wouldn't agree he loves boston creme pie
candace's song mostly revolves around lunch earlier in the day at crackerbarrel and dressing up to see pirates of the carribean. and yes, lunch at crackerbarrel makes for good song topics. the theme of 'why' in the song is due to her high pitched asking of why which we always poke good fun at her for.
he is breaking hearts up and down the coast his touch is more tender than a succulent rump roast i never thought that in this life i'd see perfection and i guess i never will if he's caught a tetanus infection with his grass stained mowing shoes and osu hat i'd never recognize him without that oh tyler text me yo
birthday song for my little sister michelle from june. she's young so of course that means i had to make it sound like the end of the world. and she loves shoes. we used to sit around with that 20questions electronic ball that seems to know everything. someone suggested to try "colostomy bag" which did stump it though it gave the respectable solution "diaper". think that pretty much sets it up. oh, and everyone go to freddy's frozen custard... their burgers and fries are delectable.
i can't believe that you're turning twenty-six that's a third of the way to floating down the river styx we can all see your gray hairs are turning white and when you close your eyes you can see the tunnel of light but it will be all right, it will be all right
so when you're out shopping for your thirty birthday shoes and purses sporting dooney, bourke, coach, louis, and kors be careful that your walker doesn't snag your portable iv ask 20q what punctured? he'll say bag of colostomy and it was full of pee, it was full of pee
so have a happy birthday i hope that it goes well have a happy birthday our little michelle have a happy birthday please do not feel sad just because you're older isn't really all that bad
senile dementia and alzheimer's the diagnosis you're one step closer to menopause and osteoporosis but although another year has come and it has gone just be glad that you are not nearly as old as sean 'cause he hasn't got long, no he hasn't got long happy birthday
last one today... more refuge stuff from a few weeks back. tried to create a song that is half typical love song cliches and half whatever the opposite of that would be. if you listen (not so) carefully you can hear tate bark halfway through. here it goes.
song made the night before kevin left for the air force. he played the drums and was an auto mechanic and a master of win lose or draw. that's probably all you need to know to enjoy this one.
oh little kevin i miss you already yes it's true but someone's gotta save the world from al-qaeda koala bears and kangaroos oh kevin i can't believe you're gone it seems like only yesterday that i wrote you this song oh wait that was today
what's the deal with these short high pitched songs?
i think the whole thing came about in tulsa when i made a song for tony asking john walls (the anchor at ch. 2) to ask tony to go to the zoo with me. i liked that the worst software you could use to put songs on a computer (windows sound recorder) initially limits you to 60 seconds of recording time. i also enjoyed recording on the worst medium i could find and so i recorded in mono in one take on a digital voice recorder. i'm pretty sure it's illegal to not play back voice recorders in high speed so that's where that came from. plus my attention span is so short 60 seconds is about all i can take before my mind wanders.
this song is the 10th in the refuge series and is about melissa. i didn't have a pick so i tore a listerine breath strip package in two and used that to play with. then i listened to it 84 times in a row.
oh little melissa you're not just sarah's baby sister you're a silly special way smart beauty what a rad ol' chick and in everything that i do i try my best to emulate you but i always fail 'cause in comparison i pale
oh little melissa when you're in okc we miss ya so quit that rewarding job those kids can make it on their own you can stay home with your parents saving money on food and rent until you're dr. meeks and you can cure those kids' disease
i'll try to take requests if you remember an old song you want to hear again. if i still have it i'll throw it up for ya. or if you want me to make a song just write me "make a song about hermaphrodite balloons on the bottom of loch ness" or whatever and i'll give it a go. or don't. e-mail me