It’s been so long since I’ve tended to this site. While the world around us has been descending into chaos, I’ve been writing songs. Here is one I wrote yesterday.
Love Makes You Stupid
(C. McCabe)
If I could see your face
If we could share the same space
It wouldn’t be long
If I could touch your hair
Or glimpse your underwear
It wouldn’t be long
If I could make you smile
for just a little while
It wouldn’t be long
If I could make you laugh
or watch you take a bath
It would be long
And it wouldn’t be wrong
Ooo wee, Dear,
It’s gonna be quick
(but not as quick as this song)
Ooo wee, Dear,
it’s gonna be as thrilling
as the end of King Kong
Ooo wee, Dear,
it’s gonna be as sticky
As a cinnamon bun
Ooo we, Dear,
it’s gonna be stupid…
If I could hear your voice,
would I still have any choice?
It wouldn’t be long
If I could touch your heart
or one of your more accessible parts
It wouldn’t be long
and it wouldn’t be wrong
Ooo wee, Dear,
It’s gonna be quick
(but not as quick as this song)
Ooo wee, Dear,
it’s gonna be thrilling
like the end of King Kong
Ooo wee, Dear,
we’re gonna get sticky
like a cinnamon bun
Ooo we, Dear,
it’s gonna be stupid…
Murdered by ROBOTS 