Editing of this verbose lyric needed!
Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2022 5:09 am
Hi.
I want to chop this iNDIE/aLT ROCK TRACK down to manageable size to make a shorter radio friendly version. Which bits should go? Prob needs to be 3 or 4 verses long. Would appreciate your thoughts
YOU GOTTA SEE ME NOW (CLEANED UP RADIO FRIENDLY VERSION)
1. I’m back, in slacks, I’m blister packed, I got a chainsaw in my hand
A walk-in heart attack, it’s beatin’ outta whack, like the hammers on a baby grand
In kecks-mauve, dressed as Michael Gove, I was happy as the day was long
I got cloned, disowned, an’ overthrown, though I never did nobody wrong
2. I’m hot wired and my hair’s on fire, bin on the lash with your Auntie Beryl
I chew electric eels, I’m spinning Catherine wheels, so I’d ignore me at your peril
A big grin, (I’m) gonna pogo in, I got a stick made in Argentina
I’m fried, inside, flung open wide, like the doors of a Ford Cortina
3. I grind gears and I mainline beers, I chew the fat with an alcoholic
And then the bar-room spins, I’m hearing mandolins, drawn like a moth to the melancholic
The Dali clock face cracks, the numbers melt like wax and my troubles lie in disarray
And with a mow-mow double-jointed verbal soup, she’s gonna blues those blows away
CHORUS: YOU GOTTA SEE ME NOW… (Pay attention! Don’t ignore me! Etc )
YOU’D NEVER LEAVE ME NOW… (I need followers! Hit the bell notification!)
I SWEAR YOU’D WANNA BE ME NOW… (Over here! I’m not invisible! Etc Etc)
4. My brain hurts like Colonel Kurtz, I swan around like a pound shop Jesus
I’m on tenterhooks, knee deep in medical books, to Wiki up on some new diseases
I wore my yellow dress, to join the SAS, in an crazed bid for your attention
I bang gongs, right wrongs, and then I knock out songs, that go beyond human comprehension
5. OK...on your knees n pray, got a tenner says you don’t know how
We’ll meet God half way on judgment day, to plough along that furrowed brow
You got a double bed, I got a troubled head, you’d forget em if they ain’t been used
I got crazed, deranged, I raved for days ’til they medicated up my food
CHORUS/GUITAR SOLO
6. Yeah...I can’t sleep now I’m in too deep, I got a mattress that’s mostly wire
The night sweats, the looped regrets, feedin’ a mind like an amplifier
So now I’m necking pills, just like a hammer drill (note to lawyer – PUT DISCLAIMER HERE!)
I get wrecked and decked, by the side effects, keep falling over like a fallow deer
7. I make up stats, I saturate fats, I baked a cake in the shape of sorrow
I got double-crossed by those verbal knots, like ‘yesterday was today’s tomorrow’
I took my mojo back, I got my shoe-heels stacked, turned the gee-tar to way past ten…
And then I wowed the crowd,
Oh Christ my shirt was loud,
Then I woke up and I was born-again! Yeah!
CHORUS x 2 and FADE
I want to chop this iNDIE/aLT ROCK TRACK down to manageable size to make a shorter radio friendly version. Which bits should go? Prob needs to be 3 or 4 verses long. Would appreciate your thoughts
YOU GOTTA SEE ME NOW (CLEANED UP RADIO FRIENDLY VERSION)
1. I’m back, in slacks, I’m blister packed, I got a chainsaw in my hand
A walk-in heart attack, it’s beatin’ outta whack, like the hammers on a baby grand
In kecks-mauve, dressed as Michael Gove, I was happy as the day was long
I got cloned, disowned, an’ overthrown, though I never did nobody wrong
2. I’m hot wired and my hair’s on fire, bin on the lash with your Auntie Beryl
I chew electric eels, I’m spinning Catherine wheels, so I’d ignore me at your peril
A big grin, (I’m) gonna pogo in, I got a stick made in Argentina
I’m fried, inside, flung open wide, like the doors of a Ford Cortina
3. I grind gears and I mainline beers, I chew the fat with an alcoholic
And then the bar-room spins, I’m hearing mandolins, drawn like a moth to the melancholic
The Dali clock face cracks, the numbers melt like wax and my troubles lie in disarray
And with a mow-mow double-jointed verbal soup, she’s gonna blues those blows away
CHORUS: YOU GOTTA SEE ME NOW… (Pay attention! Don’t ignore me! Etc )
YOU’D NEVER LEAVE ME NOW… (I need followers! Hit the bell notification!)
I SWEAR YOU’D WANNA BE ME NOW… (Over here! I’m not invisible! Etc Etc)
4. My brain hurts like Colonel Kurtz, I swan around like a pound shop Jesus
I’m on tenterhooks, knee deep in medical books, to Wiki up on some new diseases
I wore my yellow dress, to join the SAS, in an crazed bid for your attention
I bang gongs, right wrongs, and then I knock out songs, that go beyond human comprehension
5. OK...on your knees n pray, got a tenner says you don’t know how
We’ll meet God half way on judgment day, to plough along that furrowed brow
You got a double bed, I got a troubled head, you’d forget em if they ain’t been used
I got crazed, deranged, I raved for days ’til they medicated up my food
CHORUS/GUITAR SOLO
6. Yeah...I can’t sleep now I’m in too deep, I got a mattress that’s mostly wire
The night sweats, the looped regrets, feedin’ a mind like an amplifier
So now I’m necking pills, just like a hammer drill (note to lawyer – PUT DISCLAIMER HERE!)
I get wrecked and decked, by the side effects, keep falling over like a fallow deer
7. I make up stats, I saturate fats, I baked a cake in the shape of sorrow
I got double-crossed by those verbal knots, like ‘yesterday was today’s tomorrow’
I took my mojo back, I got my shoe-heels stacked, turned the gee-tar to way past ten…
And then I wowed the crowd,
Oh Christ my shirt was loud,
Then I woke up and I was born-again! Yeah!
CHORUS x 2 and FADE