drums/guitar/vocals, acoustic, midtempo beat, simple stucture, a side of fava beans and a nice chianti
music i like to play
I'm a guy with some terrible equipment and a bad voice who somehow makes songs.
Story behind the song
song inspired by a half italian and japanese lady, but its not about her really, man describing a song is kind of stupid.
Lyrics
I met a man, with a fire in his hand, he tried to sell me his can
I met a guy, with a smile in his eye, he tried to sell me the sky
I met a girl, with big red curls, she tried to sell me the world.
CHORUS:
I don't buy I only trade, everyhting's already made, go ahead and buy yourself a maid
I don't mind if you cry, go ahead and pour yourself some wine, sit and talk about the good times
I met a dude, with big red shoes, he tried to sell me the blues,
I met a chick, with bright red lipstick, she tried to buy herself a lick
I met a child, with a not so happy smile, she tried to buy off all my miles
CHORUS (replace "buy" with "sell")
When I saw you the first time, I was in another state of mind, then I found out it was you
I don't mind the good times, as long as you pay yourself mind every time you go unwind
I don't buy
