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Dr. David Thorpe
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Just a little mockery of an Internet writer at www.somethingawful.com
acoustic creative folk inspirational story solo
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Acoustic side project focused on growth, exploration and annoying the shit out of people.
Inspiration can hit at the strangest times. Lately I've been inspired by some pretty offbeat memories, experiences, readings and ideas. My hope is that I can blend them with the words in my heart and stake my claim of originality. That being said, this is overflow parking. Here, have a seat.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #812
Peak in subgenre #157
Author
Dietrich
Rights
StayneSongs
Uploaded
October 12, 2005
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MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Well, he's kind of a jerk, but I really do like his piercing commentary. And for the most part he's entirely correct in the way he takes the piss out of music. But he's still a jerk, so I had to write the song half adoringly and half angrily. Most of the angry sounding stuff is totally joking though.
Lyrics
Dr. David Thorpe, You're probably not a real doctor You make my fingers sore From typing all these nasty words Show me your degree in Musicology I don't think you take the music world seriously You've got to know what hatred does to people like me We build our whole world around these songs Dr. David Thorpe, I'm jealous of your music knowledge You know so much more Than I could ever hope and you're sure to flaunt it. The Mars Volta write songs you're too impatient for And System of a Down are all pretentious whores I guess you would have hated that late summer tour they did together No one hates them more than you Doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo doo And all the bands you criticize are shitty ones And all the fans you criticize are angry ones You criticize the little ones who hate themselves But no one hates them more than you And though I hate you too You know it must be love Because no matter what you say I'll be here again next week With new critiques to read And I'll sharpen all my knives "Motherfucker"s and the like To show you what you mean to me. Dr. David Thorpe Don't you ever stop We need you more More than you need us.
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