Originally, I heard this as a rock song with crunchy guitars, but ended up liking just a Nashville-tuned acoustic against the bass.
Written, Performed, and Produced by Tom O'Brien
|
This song is a little funny, and a little sad. My parents were fine parents in many ways, but suffice it to say that they did not see music as a viable option for my future, and one night they sat me down and tried to convince me to go into computers. See how well that went?
|
You wanna be a what?
You wanna be a songwriter?
That's
Not a thing
You can be
You wanna be a what?
You wanna be a soul singer?
What
If you sing
Out of key?
Why not do something with computers?
Why not get yourself a real job?
Shake yourself out of your music stupor
And get a shave, you're looking like a slob
You wanna be a what?
You wanna be a world changer?
That
Is for some-
body else
Why do you always think
You have to be a lone ranger?
Why can't you be like everybody else?
(Chorus)
Pawn that old guitar
And buy a good used car
And get a brand new suit
And meet someone cute
And maybe someday
You'll find a way
To get the help you need
To finally succeed
You wanna be a what?
You wanna be a soul seeker?
What
In the hell
Is that?
I know you're in a rut
That guitar you got is
No answer
All
Your ideas
They fall flat
(Chorus)
x |
|
 |
|