Posts tagged "Answer"

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Aug 11

So, here is my song in response to the answer superlestine provided: “SUPERMAN.” She didn’t answer the why part of my question, but a look at her tumblr. was all the why I needed. I read her response at about 5 pm today, and finished writing and recording the song by 7 pm. A dinner engagement kept me from posting it until now. The lyrics are below. Enjoy.

        Average guy

Superman—do you ever wonder
about the life that could have been?
Superman—do you ever wish
you were just like every other man?

Kal-El—do you ever tire of wearing all that red a blue?
I bet it would be nice to wear a white lab coat like your father used to.
Have a steady Kryptonian job and two very normal Kryptonian kids,
and all your friends would say, “What an average guy Kal-El is.”

They’d say: “He’s as fast as the others, no stronger than the rest,
and only able to leap short distances.”

Is the Daily Planet your cover job,
or a short description of your life?
You work daily to protect our whole planet,
but what do you want to do?
Maybe drive a Kryptonian car, play Kryptonian golf,
and have a group of poker buddies,
and they’d say, “What an average guy Kal-El is.”

They’d say: “He’s as fast as the others, no stronger than the rest,
and only able to leap short distances.”

And instead of that love life of lies with Ms. Lane,
you could of had truth.
Trying to be two men at once will only make you blue.
You could of had a nice Kryptonian girl
who cooked you Kryptonian food.
And she would of loved you even though

You’re just as fast as the others, no stronger than the rest,
and only able to leap short distances.

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blues folk original songwriter singer help advice answer questions love hate lyrics jazz cruel jam

Aug 27

How would you describe a cruel lover?

The other night I was tapping my finger and started singing:

Well, I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )
You’re mean to my mother, and you’re worse with my friends.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you.

Well, you say such awful things to wilt my pride.
You say such awful things to make me feel dead inside.
I could never love a woman as cruel as you. ( X 2 )

Parameters: How would you describe a cruel lover? Give me a line or two. The lyric can be simple—in fact, should be. This recording will be very bluesy/jazzy. I may not even have my guitar.

Expected response time: Sunday night.


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answer question challenge original song songwriter folk blues country singer deaf dumb blind

Oct 21

First, I made a list of what I would miss most if I became deaf or blind. Then, I remembered the phrase dumb, deaf, and blind. Made the “and” an “or,” imagined I had a choice between the three, and created a song debating the options. Enjoy!

     Dumb, deaf, or blind

If I was struck with a curse to be
dumb, deaf, or blind.
I’d choose to be dumb
and have a damn good time.

Cause the blind never see the autumn leaves.
They can’t see it coming, whatever it is.
No playing catch with their brothers in the yard.
They can’t see a woman’s hair bounce in the wind.

CHORUS

The deaf, they never hear any laughs or cries.
They don’t have baseball on the radio to help pass the time.
And I would never trade my lady’s heavy moan—
the sound she makes when I do something just right.

CHORUS

The blind never see the flush in people’s cheeks
or their rolling eyes.
The deaf don’t get the Star Spangled Banner
or the cannon fire.
The dumb drink all they want
and holler when a girl is fine.
They ain’t got much upstairs,
but they still have their ears and eyes.

CHORUS

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Oct 28

     Beautiful woman

I won’t deny that you are the most
beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
But unlike all those other boys
I won’t go wobbly at the knees.

Just accept that I’m a man
you can’t defeat.

If you swallow some of that pride
and stop looking down at me.
I can promise you, darling,
I’ll give you something you need.

Chorus

I ain’t a stallion you can break,
but I can be ridden hard.
Give me my due respect,
and I’ll take you far!

Chorus

You hang the pelts of strong men
on your mental walls.
Well, that ain’t no skin off my back;
I’ve tricked hunters like you before.

Chorus

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question answer challenge help song songwriter

Nov 29

What does it mean to love a woman like a man?

What does it mean to love a woman like a man (as opposed to loving like a boy)? There’s inherent confusion in this question. I do NOT mean how does one love a woman by treating her like she’s a man. I mean, how does one love a woman as a man—after one stops behaving like a boy? What bad habits as boyish lovers do we drop as we become men? What does it mean to love a woman with maturity? There are obvious benefits to this emotional aging, but is there also something lost?

I’ve already started writing the song, but I’d love to hear some strangers’ experiences. Will help with writing some of the verses.


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Nov 29

Thanks to falling-anthem for a couple key words here: biology and manners.       

     Love you like a man

I ain’t a boy looking for someone to mother me;
I can stand on my own.
Ours will not be a romance of needs;
Trust me, what I want is all biology.

CHORUS:
Baby, I will love you like a man
Baby, I will treat you the best I can
Darlin’, why don’t you give me your hand?
And I will love you like a man.

I can be strong; I’ll build us a home,
And you’ll be my cornerstone.
When we’re safe and settled,
I’ll love you like I’ve got nothing to lose (cause I don’t).

CHORUS

We can write the constitution to our love,
Set up all the ground rules.
I’ll give you manners and deep respect;
Just take away my blues!

BRIDGE:
Baby, I know you don’t need me,
But need, it ain’t what I want.
Just grow old with me and be my best friend;
I’ll pave us a road you’re proud to walk on.

CHORUS

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risk reward love friend singer song songwriter acoustic train goodbye loss all in soul no regrets answer question challenge

Dec 01

I’ve committed reverse-inspiration. I answered the following question from ttimshel with a song:

Hypothetically speaking,

if you only had one opportunity to tell someone you loved them before they moved away, would you? if it meant jeopardizing your friendship, putting your real feelings out there, being exposed of the risks involved - they either accept or decline - would you do it? 

i am not in this situation but if i were, let’s just say, i wouldn’t know what to do. what would you do

     Worth the risk

I played out the scene
a hundred times in my mind;
I got up the courage to tell you
I wish you were mine.
But you left on that train,
and I haven’t heard from you since.
Now everyone asks,
“Was it worth losing a friend?”

I say I have no regrets,
and if I could, I’d tell you again.
Love is a reward that’s worth the risk,
a gamble I’ll take again, and again, and again.

When you didn’t say, “I’ll stay,”
I felt the pain on my face,
but my heart started healing
the moment you stepped on that train.
Better to put you to rest
than never know.
A life of “coulda been”
will rot a soul.

I say I have no regrets,
and if I could, I’d tell you again.
Love is a reward that’s worth the risk,
a gamble I’ll take again, and again, and again.

The only way we control
the way our story unfolds
is to be all in with our chips
on love’s risk.

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Dec 04

I’ve done it again. Searched the tag “question” and found this post from sashdaley:

SEX IS NOT THE ANSWER

sex is the question. Yes is the answer

Thanks for the inspiration.

     Q & A Blues

Life is too short to walk around
all confused and lonesome.
There’s too much to learn
to stay in the dark.

Darlin’, your body’s got a question,
and mine’s got an answer.
Just go ahead and ask,
and I’ll give you all my advice.

In this instance,
ignorance is not bliss.
But I can promise you,
soon enough you’ll know what bliss is.

CHORUS

In this you can be my pupil,
and I’ll be your professor.
Just put your sweet apple on my desk,
and I’ll make sure you pass.

CHORUS

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question answer help betrayal love song singer songwriter original

Dec 06

Have you ever been betrayed by a lover?

Have you ever been betrayed by a lover? How? Your story could be the base for my next song. Thanks in advance for sharing.


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Dec 07

Thanks to icameisawicame for an answer to my last question:

yes.he cheated on me at the festival,with some country bumpkin

Now, inspiration is a coy friend. I’m not sure why, but when I read “festival” and “country bumpkin” together, I instantly started thinking a state fair. And then my mind jumped to that game where you swing the sledgehammer; turns out that attraction is called a high striker. I followed my wandering thoughts; the metaphor of a hammer and a bell were too good to resist. In a future recording, I’ll probably add a bell sound at the end. My listeners should notice, though, that I added a baseline to this song and the solo doubles in stereo through both ears (yes, listen with headphones). Not bad considering I only had two hours. Enjoy!

     High striker

I haven’t seen you in years,
since that date at the state fair,
when I lost you in a strongman competition
for your hand.
I paid a quarter to try the high striker,
and swung the hammer just for fun.
The next man who paid his quarter
swung to strike the bell.

And when it rang, baby,
you fell under his spell.

When you walked by me
the other day.
I noticed you
noticing me.
Well, I ain’t a boy anymore:
my hands are big and scarred.

As big and scarred
as my heart.

Now, though I learned to be strong,
I didn’t learn to be cruel,
and I know you remember
how good I was to you.
So let’s imagine we’re back at that fair,
and I’ve got a hammer, and you’ve got a bell.

Yeah, high striker,
why don’t you let me ring that bell?

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singer songwriter acoustic folk love loss pain fear answer question challenge labyrinth strong alone death

Dec 10

 Answered lovelyquestions’s post tonight:

what is your greatest fear? 

Thanks for the inspiration lovelyquestions—and for giving me a reason to think about something I usually am too afraid to think about.

     Maze

We met so young,
I don’t remember what it means to feel alone.
We were both so lost
when we found each other in this maze.
Our friends always ask:
aren’t you afraid you settled too soon?
My only fear is that I might live
longer than you.

‘Cause I am strong—
there’s no doubt.
But me has been we for so long,
I don’t know who I’d be on my own.

We’re still lost in that labyrinth,
dazed and confused.
Misery loves Company
as much as I love you.
As long as we’re together,
I can be lost in here forever.
My only fear is that I might live
longer than you.

‘Cause I am strong—
there’s no doubt.
But me has been we for so long,
I don’t know who I’d be on my own.

My only fear is that I might live
longer than you.

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