A blast of rockin' sound at you in a poetic, melodic fashion. Thick harmonies.
Music/Lyrics/Singing/Playing/Arranging/Recording: Tom O'Brien
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About a kid who's secretly into classical music, though he only listens on his ipod, and maintains all the outward affectations of his cool friends.
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I have mutton-chop sideburns
And am usually alone
I wear an old, black, tattered t-shirt
With a picture of The Ramones
My inked-up arms say stay away
You wouldn't like the games I play
And you can't love me anyway
But in my ear buds
I'm blazing Eric Satie
Antonin Dvorak
And Igor Stravinsky
The Rite of Spring
Fanfare for the Common Man
I'd let you in
But you wouldn't understand
I ride a Vespa
To the local biker bar
My badge of honor
Is a hesitation scar
I drink mojitos till I'm drunk
My father says that I'm a punk
My battleships have all been sunk
(Chorus)
And Chopin preludes make me wanna cry
The Lark Ascending gets me kinda high
And Fur Elise is written in the sky
(Chorus)
I got a buzz cut
'Cause I didn't like my hair
I failed in high school
'Cause I didn't really care
And no girls will be friends with me
'Cause they only judge what they can see
They don't know I wrote a symphony
(Chorus)
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