bouncy, hyperbolic night-out song, wherein I muse on the merits of Jack Daniels as it pertains to dental hygiene. (not really) [more inside]
Well, last week I had stepped out for a cigarette and witnessed a snippet of a conversation between a man and his daughter. They were both riding their bicycles down the sidewalk through the plazain which I work, and my guess would place the daughter at about 9 or 10 years old. As they rode past me, I heard the man say to the girl, "I just want to feed the ducks, and you keep pulling me away." And that's pretty much the basis for this song. It gets kinda awesome about halfway through. I mean, I think so, anyway.
Have the robots become sentient? What will all the robots think when they watch us humans go through our daily lives? Will they know I was very drunk, alone in my band's creepy practice space? Will they still like me?
by Felonious Bosch -- “Never got drunk, as you can see, I'm (hic) perfectly sober...”