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Another punkish thrash based on another of my father's old phrases - though I've given it a more caustic twist here..
punk rock thrash caustic
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!
Martin Stirrup Singer/songwriter An old folkie who got back into it... These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Punk
Charts
#102 in subgenre Peak #4
Charts
Peak #43
Author
Martin Stirrup
Uploaded
January 10, 2024
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.0 MB • 320 kbps • 3:30
Lossless
WAV 35.5 MB
Meta Data
BPM
200
Beat
4/4
Key
E maj
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Story behind the song
A punk thrash based on another of my father's old phrases - though I've given it a more caustic twist here..
Lyrics
EG ^A EG ^A EG ^A EG ^A AC ^DA C ^D EG ^A EG ^A BB BAA7 EG ^A EG ^A You think your path through life is a walk in the park In any conversation, you get the last remark You like to be the joker, giving it large You think you're the butter, we're all marge Your comedic powers are overrated If wit were shit you'd be constipated At every party you're there doing the rounds You spend your time running with the hounds You're in the thick of it airing your views The rest of us are dullards stuck in the pews Your self belief is over inflated If wit were shit you'd be constipated F#mF#mGGF#mF#mGAA You tread the street like you're treading the boards When you speak everyone applaud Or at least that's how you expect it You give it out they must reflect it (next verse and instrumental dropped atone to D) You see yourself as a lifestyle influencer You think you’re hip but you’re really Marks and Spencer You think the wave you’re on is on the rise But life has a habit of giving a big surprise Whatever you want you’ll end frustrated If wit were shit you'd be constipated EEF FG GAA Pleasures wide and various And some of them nefarious You think are all hilarious but But may make your life precarious (Back to E) You think you’re Jesus and water’s for walking upon You’re unrepentant you don’t know when to cut and run Has nobody told you pride comes before a fall Everybody’d waiting for your car to crash into the wall The fates will never be placated If wit were shit you'd be constipated
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