What About Herble? EP, track 3
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UNCLE FREDDIE DIED?'S philosophy is simple:
nod and smile
enjoy the strange
play the uncanny
drink the incredible
strip naked
talk to strangers
learn to let go
have a drink before noon
stay up late
wake the dead
Story behind the song
The lyrics come from a poem I wrote in 2004 or so. It's my typical dadaist rambling, but it paints a surrealistic picture of the bizarre Sara.
When I finished recording this song I realized it was too short, which is why I expanded it after the free-form guitar solo. Cutting and pasting on this Tascam 8-track is not so easy, which is why I left room for the guitar solo instead of just tacking the new section right onto the end of the old one.
Lyrics
She’s afraid of water and she can’t read, she’s building a computer and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
After dinner she sings into the mirror, and you keep hoping that she’ll go away
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
You hand her an apple and she starts to cry, nothing really matters but guacamole
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
There’s poison in the air, but she’s your hero, she borrows your gun and your sense of direction
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
She’s finally moving out just like the old days, she hates your songs but the lies no longer matter
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
She takes her chauffeur everywhere, there’s fear in the air when she finds your hidden key
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy
Sara can’t dance, Sara can’t dance
Sara can’t dance, and it’s driving her crazy