How Does It Feel to Be So Ordinary?
by @joefahey
Liner Notes
FAWM isn't over till it's over, it's been a slow start this year but I don't want to miss an opportunity to get some songs written.
Since I'm having a hard time trying to find stuff to write about, I've been working more on producing the music first and hoping some lyrics find their way in. I've had 3 songs going for a few days that are developing musically but aren't ready for lyrics yet, so tonight I just felt like getting a song done and posted fast.
I've had this title in my head for a while and don't remember the origin of it but I hadn't written anything for it or even given it much thought until tonight. It took less than an hour to write and then record live to a mic for the vocal and direct for my acoustic guitar (instead of getting another mic set up).
I messed up on the Ambrosia Salad section but it was close enough, it's not like it's that linear of a story, added a bass quick, then I just started overdubbing and experimenting with a couple different electric guitar parts. I know it's dark but tried to throw in a few laughs too.
#psychedelic #psych-folk #acoustic #minor-key #blues
Lyrics
Does it hurt?
I want to know
When you blurt
Does it ease the pain?
Are you inert?
Are you cold?
Are you alive?
Do you fit the mold?
Not once were you forced to throw a Hail Mary
Never saw the inside of a public library
Never cracked a smile when you read Doonesbury
How does it feel to be so ordinary?
Oh that’s different
I heard you squawking
Or are you just indifferent?
Are you just mocking?
Why so vociferant?
Was it the Ambrosia salad
Doing all that loud talking?
Not once were you forced to throw a Hail Mary
Never saw the inside of a public library
You didn't understand when your cousin called you a dingleberry
How does it feel to be so ordinary?
Glistening in the fluorescent rays
Of this church basement sorieé
A rainbow collection of jiggling neon jellos
Surrounded by bowls of mini marshmallows
And those pineapple yellows
Mandarin oranges and whipping cream
Coconuts shredding like Yngwie Malmsteen
Not once were you forced to throw a Hail Mary
Never saw the inside of a public library
Never cracked a smile when you read Doonesbury
How does it feel to be so ordinary?
Does it hurt?
I want to know
When you blurt
Does it ease the pain?
Are you inert?
Are you cold?
Are you alive?
Do you fit the mold?
Comments
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Interesting how you usually write lyrics first and then the music. I'm the opposite, but I carry these romantic notions of writing a whole album out in lyric form...a real tight narrative piece...and then setting it to music. Maybe someday. I've struggled with what to write about this year as well. This is a great take on a difficult subject.
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Never saw the inside of a public library
Never cracked a smile when you read Doonesbury
How does it feel to be so ordinary?
Brilliant. As if those people are in charge.
Rhyming Malmsteen to whipping cream? Niiice!