Rewrite: THE THOUGHT

 SO I HAD AN IDEA. A LITTLE SURPRISING TO SOME I AM SURE…

SO THE IDEA WAS TO TAKE AN ALBUM I HAVE NEVER LISTENED TO ,

TAKE THE NAME OF THE ALBUM, AND THE SONG TITLES AND DO A DIFFERENT VERSION OF THEM.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE SONGS SOUND LIKE OR THE RYTHM THEY CARRY

I KNOW IT HAS TO BE BETTER THAN WHAT I CAME UP WITH. 

I WROTE THE FOLLOWING ELEVEN “SONGS” IN ONE DAY… DURING WORK.

THEY ARE STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS, THEY ARE SOMETIMES RHYMING, SOMETIMES A STORY OF HOW THINGS COULD GO. THEY BEAR NO RESEMBLANCE I AM SURE TO ANY OF THE WRITERS OR THE SINGER I BORROWED THEM FROM. THERE IS NO MALICE, JUST A FUN EXPERIMENT. 

SO IF YOU CAN TAKE IT THAT THESE ARE NOT GOING TO BE GROUNDBREAKING, ( or possibly any good at all) READ ON. I HAD A GOOD TIME PRETENDING TO BE SOMEONE ELSE, WRITING SONGS/SPOKEN WORDS/ A POEM SET TO MUSIC FOR AN INVISIBLE CROWD.

ENJOY.

Rewrite: WHAT MAKES MILWAUKEE FAMOUS (HAS MADE A LOSER OUT OF ME) (from the album ANOTHER PLACE ANOTHER TIME)

 Beer 

It’s all about beer

Whether the brewery is far or somewhere near

Beer

The froth the foam

Whether I stay or whether I roam

The taste can be wonderful, or taste like piss

Here in Milwaukee we got both kinds

Mix it with orange peels and melon rinds

Once I start there is only one stopping point

Me hitting on your lady and you hitting me to the floor

 God knows I should stop, just quit

God knows I’ve done it a million times

But see,

It’s the devil holding a cold one for me

 The only love I have left is from a bottle

Or a can

On a good night I can barely stand

The taste as it flows from my throat 

To my brain

There’s nothing like it

I live for it, probably die from it

God knows I should stop, just quit

God knows I’ve done it a million times

But see,

It’s the devil holding a cold one for me

Yeah, I should blame myself, or maybe my folks

I could go to a meeting, I’ve stood outside plenty a church basement

But what I have when my money is spent

 Is beer, cold refreshing, beer

Disconnecting me from the world

Beer is my best girl

God knows I should stop, just quit

God knows I’ve done it a million times

But see,

It’s the devil holding a cold one for me

A cold one for me

 A cold one for me

Rewrite: PLAY ME A SONG I CAN CRY TO (from the album ANOTHER PLACE ANOTHER TIME)

 Play me a song I can cry to

You know like the one where the dog dies saving his master

Or the guy loses his grip on his beer and it spills away onto the asphalt

Play me a song I can cry to

You know like the one with the rotten mom or the dirtbag dad

The one that goes something like

My best friend rode off with my best truck, and now I got no wheels to care for

Or the ones that talk about the races

Car races horse races dog races, don’t matter pick one

Play me a song about the one that got away

Croon me a little let me hear the hurt

Play the fiddle, hell play a flute

Just 

Play me a song I can cry to

rewrite: ON THE BACK ROW (from the album ANOTHER PLACE ANOTHER TIME)

spitballs fly through the air

trumpets blare with reknowned flair

teacher blames it on the back row

gonna give it a go, go with the flow

on the back row

games get got, sold and bought

roses are given, roses are sought

 except for the ones on the back row

boats adrift, set to sea, those sharks don't bother me

smoking and drinking, world getting fuzzy

look through the haze like ruth buzzie

on the back row

webster and merriam, wordsmiths all

take a fifth of whatever, heed the call

the call of the wild the call of peter and paul

from on the back row

 on the back row, the gift of sanity

on the back row from where i'm standed

on the back row ran to thee

or be stranded

from on the back row

that's where the heat go

bursting from the back 

on the back row

rewrite: WALKING THE FLOOR OVER YOU (from the album ANOTHER PLACE ANOTHER TIME)

you never called me back

 you've got me walking the floor over you

i thought you'd call, i thought you'd show

 i made a map, i wrote the script

you left me alone and goblin free

you got me walking the floor over you

these games take some time

you have to make the commitment

i thought you'd show, you didn't 

but you had me walking the floor over you

werebears and crossbows, timing is everything

wizards take the front stage at times

other times hide behind the barbarian

one time you couldn't make it

'cause you said your wife was having a cesarean  

such bullshit, be a man

those days of having a family are done

i don't know why i bother

you said you would be on time

or call if you were going to be late 

you got me walking the floor over you

if you showed up now , maybe i would gut you

 bury you under my carpet

 then i would be walking the floor over you. 

all of the little pieces that make you you

 would be be stuffed under my feet

i'd be walking the floor over you

 goblin free tree to tree goblin free

walking the floor over you

rewrite: ALL NIGHT LONG (from the album ANOTHER PLACE ANOTHER TIME)

so hot, so sweaty

 lost in the heat

found a place to run to hide

a place i can stay 

all night long

all night long

in the woods there's a cabin

i slip inside, lock the door

i lay down drenched onto the floor

all the crickets, all the birds

have gone silent

not a sound to be heard

are they quiet because of you and me

all night long

that was the plan all night long

i was gonna be your man

all night long

you started to undress me with your eyes

it was over before it began

all night long was over

except for all the lies

all night long all night

gonna last all night, all night long

but i came, came up short

rewrite: I'M A LONESOME FUGITIVE (FROM THE ALBUM another place another time)

i'm a lonesome fugitive

we left in a group of five

now i'll be lucky 

lucky to get out alive

put away and left forgotten

cage door locked

something smells rotten

three doors down a fight breaks out

one gets stabbed 

 wonder what it's about

i'm a lonesome fugitive 

a lonely runner

now i'll be lucky

lucky to evade a gunner

everyone's been caught

a coupla them done been shot

lordamighty now

i'm a lonesome fugitive

a bandit all alone

maybe if i'm quiet

maybe if i law low

maybe if i can hide away

live to roam another day

i can find you

but for now

i'm a lonely fugitive

a bandit all alone