
gecko zzed
Grumpy Mod
I have been free and easy with my comments in this forum, and haven't hesitated to be critical of other's creations. Sometimes it's unpleasant to be on the receiving end, specially if we believe we have created a masterpiece in which we have a considerable emotional investment, and some ignorant upstart has the temerity to find fault with it.
So with heart in mouth, I would be interested in your reaction to one of my songs.
Lyrics are below, and there is a link following that. After I've posted this, I'll post a response which provides an explanation to help clear away the obscurity.
Anklepants
v1:
A dwarf came bouncing by one day,
upon his pogo stick,
he vaulted right into the car,
it was so slick a trick,
he said that he would like a date,
and would that be ok,
I gave a flick, I gave a shove,
and I was on my way.
ch:
There's a story there in every man,
you need to find it where you can,
from the fat into the frying pan,
or when they're wearing anklepants.
v2:
The major came a courting,
a-knocking on the door,
just one hug and one coffee,
he said he didn't want more,
you turned around to see the lie,
in the words he said,
attention and saluting,
the proof, it rears its head.
br:
The dreams are running wild.
enough to make you smile,
the dreams know they don't attack,
the dreams they won't fight back.
v3:
Lana's feeling left out,
she says she misses Pete,
at least the bit that's in between,
his belly and his feet,
she said she's got no stories,
the well is getting dry,
no dancing in the doorways,
no rocky mountain high.
http://www.myspace.com/mikeraine
So with heart in mouth, I would be interested in your reaction to one of my songs.
Lyrics are below, and there is a link following that. After I've posted this, I'll post a response which provides an explanation to help clear away the obscurity.
Anklepants
v1:
A dwarf came bouncing by one day,
upon his pogo stick,
he vaulted right into the car,
it was so slick a trick,
he said that he would like a date,
and would that be ok,
I gave a flick, I gave a shove,
and I was on my way.
ch:
There's a story there in every man,
you need to find it where you can,
from the fat into the frying pan,
or when they're wearing anklepants.
v2:
The major came a courting,
a-knocking on the door,
just one hug and one coffee,
he said he didn't want more,
you turned around to see the lie,
in the words he said,
attention and saluting,
the proof, it rears its head.
br:
The dreams are running wild.
enough to make you smile,
the dreams know they don't attack,
the dreams they won't fight back.
v3:
Lana's feeling left out,
she says she misses Pete,
at least the bit that's in between,
his belly and his feet,
she said she's got no stories,
the well is getting dry,
no dancing in the doorways,
no rocky mountain high.
http://www.myspace.com/mikeraine