This crazy little thing was i response to not one but two skirmishes- one I saw the day after it happened (i think it was Thurs night my time but I didnt see it till Fri night, where the theme was 'pants' and the other skirmish was 'color/object'. Not sure where in my brain this came from, but as the song says, best not to get too deep, its really just me having fun and being a bit silly, I guess. (ANd after the last few 'serious' songs for me, I think it might be silly stuff the rest of the way out, tho who knows)
Recorded on the iPhone with a baritone guitar, then vocal track, then a baritone lead guitar track. Music memos adds sloppy drums for fun.
She wore black leather jeans, tight all over
Wait, that wasn’t her, that was me in last night’s dream
Racing motorcycles on the cliffs of Dover
Wait, who was that, that was me in last night’s dream
What does it mean, who really knows?
If I analyze it all, who knows where this will go
And sometimes you just want to stay closer to home
They were taking risks and plundering, like Vikings do
that wasn’t Vikings, that was me in last night’s dream
throwing Viking spears and making Viking stew
it was me in that dream last night
what does it mean, who really knows
if I analyze it all, who knows where this will go
sometimes you want to leave it alone
should I get on your couch and be analyzed?
I’d rather go to the kitchen and eat some pie
Which reminds me of this dream I was Julia child
Or was that me, in the dream I had last night
If I go on any longer, you might just start a file
About me and my dreams from last night