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one-chord rock auntiesin1 auntiesin2 auntiesin3
Out of the gate with an unhinged rocker. If you think my vocal sounds dangerously unstable, you should have heard some of the first takes. The take on the track is basically what's left after I have exhausted myself screaming the lyrics furiously. I kinda like the mesh of mad fury and tired hoarseness.
The story is (very loosely) inspired by @hoopshank and his recent move to a nicer place. Whereas his home moving story is undividedly positive, this story obviously is seeped through with denied anger at the situation. That's just where the song took me. Yay for FAWM DAY ONE!
Great, I’m getting out of this place
I’m moving out of this place
Away from the stinking streets
Great, no point in handing ‘round
I’ve been stomping the same ol’ ground
Dancing the same old steps
Got the key, got the house
Away from it all, I’m moving out of Pearl Street
See ya, Pearl Street
Great, the skies are opened up again
There ain’t nothing scraping on them
Nothing but the gentle clouds
Great, I don’t need it anymore
Got my hedge and my hardwood floor
Got my mail-box and oak front door
Pearl Street, I'll see you around
Great, you left your perfume in the air
as if you think that I’d care
I know you leave it everywhere
Got the key, got the house
Forgot about you, honey, I moved on out of Pearl Street
Buh-bye Pearl Street
So what if you came to the housewarming
I get it, it’s just you performing
You never danced well and your perfume is crass
you play like a queen but you’re only a pawn
I moved my dance floor out on the grass
of my new wonderful, safe, right-feeling lawn
When I moved out of Pearl Street