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Nobody Asked Me
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To anyone with a kid who wanted to know why everything wasn't perfect - a perfect answer. . . .
acoustic singersongwriter fingerstyle
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Acoustic fingerstyle singer-songwriter; kind of a mashup of Leonard Cohen, Nellie McKay, Stuart Davis, Jason Mrasz, with a little Martin Simpson thrown in. Working on my CD, that I hope will be out this Spring: "The Suburban Book of the Dead."
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #91
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
drDave Elliott
Rights
2010
Uploaded
April 10, 2010
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MP3 4.5 MB • 219 kbps • 2:50
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From a comment by Deb, whose kids always want to know why everything isn't completely perfect, the perfect answer: "Because nobody asked me." I thought that was worth a song.
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NOBODY ASKED ME © 2010 WINDCHIMEVANDAL MUSIC Why can't I walk without my shoes? On a road of bubble gum That I could take a bite of And blow bubbles when I run? Why do we have five days of school Instead of two or three? And why, oh why did Maia Have to be the new baby?! There must have been a plot Where the mailman forgot To send me all those forms To make it just the way you want. If the mailman had arrived that day I'd have signed the proper folder To make your baby sister older I'd have checked the proper box So you could run without your socks And all the rest the way That it should be. But nobody asked me Nobody asked me. Who said I have to sleep at night? Who made that stupid rule? Why can't I flap my arms and fly While Maia walks to school? For reasons not completely known Your wishes didn't make it home The result being that you wound up Starting from the ground up And having nothing pre-defined To be just so. . . And while just so is The perfect way to be. . .. Its just that nobody asked me. Nobody asked me. Why can't lunch be ice cream? Why can't I teach my dog to sing? Why can't I be world famous Just for being me? If they'd asked me, I'd have fixed it But if the mail came, I missed it And you deserve to be world famous I agree And all the rest the way That it should be. But nobody asked me Nobody asked me. So when your own child's forms arrive Check everything they'd wish for And make sure that the mailman Doesn't drop them on the floor. Then your child won't complain And you'll have nothing to explain Because its all been set up In the perfect way. Until then its just the way It has to be Because Nobody asked me. Nobody asked me. . .
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