2 minutes 48 seconds| I apologizes for the Bathos, where lyrics of little wit sully an otherwise pretty tune. This is originally one of two scatological opuses, although the other situation was remedied with a title change. (I have no natural interest in this subject matter.)
Lyrics attract unsophisticated listeners to god-awful music, such as one hears with sing-songy, patty-cake nursery rhyme melodies that any idiot with an index finger can peck out on a thrift store Casio keyboard. Admittedly, I have no talent for writing lyrics. It is probably for these reasons that I often play my feeble vocals backwards, so to hide my palatable indifference to the words I utter.
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