City of Bummers

July 3, 2024 5:47 PM

About 10 years in the writing, here's a lazy folky summer thing for you. Might add some sfx/synth. Notes always welcome. Lyrics inside.

Cookie-crumb crook caught: hand in the jar. Pause for laughter and applause. Mugging and shrugging for cameras lined up like a firing squad.
It's an old bit, but it kills so keep killing it. Kicked sole's worn thin. If it fits, well shit: it's just the type you're cast in. So do it again.

Free-form magician, all smoke and mirrors, making it all disappear. Cold-call turned long-con. Everyone cheers. Hey, what's that behind your ear?
It's an old bit, kicked souls: worn thin.

City of bummers. It ain't a joke. Not when you ain't got a smoke. "Tell us another!" Fuck it. I'm broke. Come on now. Who's got a smoke?

posted by es_de_bah (3 comments total) 2 users marked this as a favorite

I really like this a lot. Nice songwriting, song structure, dynamics, and lyrics!
posted by willc at 9:38 AM on July 4 [1 favorite]


The combination of your tightly braided and alliterative lyrics, your voice and your melodies that unspool from the cadence of the lines--it's all verypleasing.

Cookie-crumb crook caught is a full-on tongue twister that sucked me in to the song. Post more!
posted by umbĂș at 8:57 AM on August 21 [1 favorite]


hah! That line is a good example of why I take too long to finish projects. Why do I set up songs like I'm trying to make it harder for myself? Always appreciate the feedback, umbĂș.
posted by es_de_bah at 5:20 AM on September 26


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