Well, one of my goals for this song sprint was to do at least one #skirmish, so I decided to jump in early! The prompt "World Cup of Song" was tricky for me because I don't really watch any sports, but then I imagined what it would be like to try out for the world cup of song.. and be rejected.

I had the chorus and both verses figured out by the end of the hour, but had to take a break to take the dog out and eat breakfast. So.. better late than never! Wound up with this silly little #folk song about the silly things that us songwriters do. The bridge definitely needs some zhuzhing but I consider this first one an exercise in getting the rust out!

V1 Been doing three rounds object writing a day and just started over reading Artist’s way My wrists has arthritis from all the free hand I even follow rick rubin’s instagram…

Chorus Cause I tried out for the World Cup of song They told me that all of my lyrics were wrong. They told me that 1 four and 5 were a bore So I packed up my notebooks and walked out the door.

V2 My dreams have been dashed Like iced cubes in the rain I meditate daily to deal with the pain the sting of rejection has rendered me blind I guess I’ll go back to the ol’ corporate grind

Chorus

Bridge Those stuck up judges don’t understand me Just because I didn’t graduate from Berkelee

Chorus