Here's a song I wrote in early 2004. Can be sung to the tune of generic rock and roll songs . This version has been stripped of scene-setter/mood-changer paras which I felt were obstacles to the free flow of the rock'n'roll rhythm.
Literary value? Well, it coins a new(!) proverb and also tells a story!
It is an autobiographical account of a band that never was. Does that make it fiction?
Read (sing) on ....
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FFAT
(Cubb)
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Spending my days out on the beach
Dreaming dreams that were outta reach
Gotten tired of counting grains of sand
Why don't I start my rock'n roll band?
Tunes that buzz around in my head
Wonder can they earn me my bread?
Scores of new songs in my hand
But what's the name that I will call my band?
Whoever said that, "What's in a name?"
I tell you he really hasn't played the game
Abbreviations mean less appreciation.
Personal name gives one all the fame (and the blame!)
It's gotta have soul
It's gotta rock'n roll
Yeah, and it's gotta have meaning too.
That's the name of the game...
(chorus)
Don't you know that
Four fingers and a thumb
make the mighty hand
Four fingers and a thumb
make the mighty hand
That's the name that I will call my band
Four fingers and a thumb.
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Times were good we could do no wrong.
People they throng just to hear our song.
Though the exec was a slippery eel
Finally managed to land us a deal.
(he said)
Guys you really don't fit the mould
Gotta beat the odds just to break even
(and we said)
We ain't clones of pop stars of old.
Platinum, gold just a question of when.
Songs I sang then in the studio
I hear them all now on the radio
Playing pool, drinking beer, we're having some fun
Rock show here, a concert there, we're out in the sun.
We're on a roll
We've beaten them all.
Beaten the odds and broken the records.
Wonder whether we've won the game?
(chorus)
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Though the years have passed us by
The hand's still mighty and going strong.
Man, you oughta hear us
When we're on song...
...And that's always!
(chorus)
(repeat & fade to end)
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WASTE
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The discarded lines were
Maybe/Babe/You'll be seeing me singing on the shore
Maybe/Babe/You'll be seeing me singing on the show
Maybe/Babe/If you don't see me right on top for sure
at the end of each chorus.
and
[It's a long way/To the top/If you wanna rock'n roll
I got high hopes/But no ropes/to climb upon]
[It was a long way/To the top/We really did rock'n roll.
Gonna stay on/where we've got/ Just know that things will stay the same.]
just before the 'maybe-babe's.
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Four fingers and a thumb make the mighty hand. - TJ
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
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I remember the way we practised this song when we were at SreeBhavan. The funniest part was that you guys (Rahul and u) dragged me to your room and made me work on the song even when i had the Solid State Devices Exam the next day.
ReplyDeletetarza,
ReplyDeletewasn't that one psychoneurosis? psycho neurosis, where it all started.
what's ur email id man?
luv
thomas