LYRICS: Turn the key over feel the engine spark-- Always miss the mark. Tearing up the road cranking classic rock-- Eyes outlined in chalk.
Can't find the lock, can't find the keys, Can't find the forest for the trees. Scraping the bottom of these Barrels of monkeys. This is the last Last thing you'll ever see.
Too drunk to notice the old train track-- It's never coming back. A light out of nowhere suddenly grows-- That's the way it goes.
On this song we each wrote and sang lyrics independently of one another by starting with four syllables with which to rhyme dueling couplets. The chorus and melodies were all composed blindly, and only when the song was done did we hear it together for the first time.
Nup - vocals, guitar, drums
ReplyDeleteRex - vocals, bass
LYRICS:
Turn the key over feel the engine spark--
Always miss the mark.
Tearing up the road cranking classic rock--
Eyes outlined in chalk.
Can't find the lock, can't find the keys,
Can't find the forest for the trees.
Scraping the bottom of these
Barrels of monkeys.
This is the last
Last thing you'll ever see.
Too drunk to notice the old train track--
It's never coming back.
A light out of nowhere suddenly grows--
That's the way it goes.
On this song we each wrote and sang lyrics independently of one another by starting with four syllables with which to rhyme dueling couplets. The chorus and melodies were all composed blindly, and only when the song was done did we hear it together for the first time.
ReplyDeleteI bet there haven't been many songs composed by that process in the past. Wow.
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