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Jazzy piano and horns tune about dysfunctional relationships. Anyone could relate, right?
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Q: Where did you grow up? A: New Jersey Q: What made you realize that music was your path? A: The devil made me do it... Q: How would you describe the music that you typically create? A: Commentaries on human nature Q: Who are your biggest musical influences? A: Oscar Brown Jr, Steely Dan, and the guy leading the elephant parade with his clarinet Q: What makes your music unique? A: who said it's unique? Q: Has there been one particular moment in your musical career that you're most proud of? A: Trapped by an unexpected blizzard in at a grand opening in Sagniaw Michigin, me and my band mates played a non stop 1 hour improvisation which may well have been the best music jam I've ever been part of. When I approached owners seeking praise, one guy looked at the other guy, turned to me and said " that was the worst piece of shit I've ever heard." Q: What's next for you? A: I don't know, but I'll let you know when it happens!
Song Info
Genre
Jazz • Modern Jazz
Charts
Peak #331
Peak in subgenre #30
Author
Gino Wolfson
Uploaded
August 25, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:05
Story behind the song
This is a case of the man who choses to eat his soup with a fork.  It doesn't work out very well.  This being an foolish method to achieve sustenance and satisfaction.   What this guy thinks he knows may not be so at all. What he thinks should be, may not be so, and ,in fact, isn't.  He's doomed. Welcome to the 'nice guys finish last' club.  Wrong as the day is long.
Lyrics
VERSE 1 Hanging out and dating jerks, there's better things to do I'd sure give a lot to know just what is driving you Did daddy treat you badly, did he walk away? Are you just getting even by throwing your life away? VERSE 2 Your words like knives draw blood, take lives, I hope someone brought band aids Couldn't look me in the eye with all you’re trying to hand me Your laundry's dirty, your house is a mess I'd like to spend time with you But don't think I can pass the test, 'cause CHORUS You want somebody to treat you mean, hurt you bad and make you scream, darling You want somebody to treat you bad, make it hurt like it always has (x2) VERSE 3 Sitting on the porch steps, the words go round and round It’s plain to see your life is dragging you down You say you’re hurting, I can see that's true Nothing that I and say, nothing that I can do cause....... CHORUS You want somebody to treat you mean, hurt you bad and make you scream, darling You want somebody to treat you bad, make it hurt like it always has (fades out - repeating)
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