This songwriting process is modeled after Brian Wilson
Shuffling around in sweatpants, mumbling
So much would go wrong when he tried make his songs
And I'm not that big of a fan of Brian Wilson
My favroite Beach Boys songs were written by Charles Manson:
'Wild Honey Pie' 'Why Don't We Do It in the Road?'
No, wait, I think that was The Beatles
Everyday I try to do things that feel alright
And no matter what, I feel like a bastard deep inside
French Quarter to the bullshit, cut your losses, and play bass
And listen to CCR
And keep on chooglin'
Keep on keepin' on
Don't be afraid to speak in your native tounge
The grandson of a ghost is singing me to tell a song
And all my dead friends in my corner now are cheering me along
If it fits inside your head don't let them tell you that you're wrong
Because giving a shit has left the building
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