Week 7
Figure It Out
This week was a bit of a mess. I worked on a different song for several days and ended up scrapping the whole thing on the last day and having to put this together in a few hours. I wasn’t starting from scratch, though … this song has been bumping around my head for some time, but I could never figure out (ha!) what to do with it. I took the opportunity to use pressure as a motivating factor to finish it up once and for all.
I made this random video (white people dancing!) from some films I found at the Prelinger Archives.
I hope you dig it but, if it’s not your thing, don’t worry about my love - you’ll have that always and forever. <3
FIGURE IT OUT
My pretty ditty pits its
Petulant intents against
The sense my friends are fences
I must try to ascend
I dreamed a different scene
The grass was greener
I could glean a new crew
One that would skew to
Venues i don't do
And for the first time in my life
I’ll sing about the last time
In my life
I’ll never figure it out
Oh my God
I’ll never figure it out
The Michiganders
Set the standard
I got gerrymandered
My head was redistricted
My heart was unbound
I flew the coop, regrouped
And discharged all my troops
I scooped good views
And dirtied shoes
Now i avoid my old town
And for the last time in my life
I’ll sing about the first time
In my life
I’ll never figure it out
Oh my God
I’ll never figure it out
For the first time in my life
I felt justified
To harmonize
For the first time in my life
I started writing songs and making music
That I actually kinda liked to listen to
And I was like
Oh My God
I think I figured it out
I think I figured it out
