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Butterfly Scotch
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Eclectic Pop
songwriter cool romantic hopeless unpublished
Rhythm Guitarist/Songwriter <br />(Original Songs, Acoustic, Lazy, Unaccomplished, Off-key vocals)
Not a band... just a songwriter looking to catalog some of the many songs I've written over the years (or forced to by some faceless muse)... If anybody enjoys the words and music (note: I can't sing!) and lets me know so, then all the better... but it's mostly just for me and posterity... (Although I wouldn't mind having these puppies published...).
Song Info
Genre
Pop • Dance-Pop
Charts
Peak #271
Peak in subgenre #96
Author
Lorenzo D. Policelli
Rights
Lorenzo D. Policelli, 1991
Uploaded
September 14, 2005
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 3:59
Story behind the song
One of those relationship question-mark type things... she was the butterfly... and the scotch was all around. Other than that, just some simple vignettes in the verses and (I hope) a catchy "hook" throughout tying it all together (that moment when you realize you just said something you shouldn't have...)
Lyrics
How fortunate we are for our present company But what’s the bind and where’s the bond I see the writing on the wall Sometimes it seems that you misunderstand I know I can be just a little or cruel But I’m much harder on myself than you Damn the butterfly Dontcha get the feeling I've already said too much How pleased am I to be the jester and the knave Sound the trumpets yet no one hears Dull the senses with endless cash machines You can always feel the silent resentments I know I let you get to me tonight But I’m much stronger than my will Blame it on the booze Dontcha get the feeling I’ve already said too much How beautiful the play but I’ve never seen the cast The lightening strikes the same place twice A double barrel in the back Somehow the perfect antagonistic scene is set I feel you’ve cut a little piece of me And fed it to some faceless muse Stab the bleeding heart Dontcha get the feeling I’ve already said too much The dolls are all drunk and tired and ready for bed Why am I held prisoner by words that were said? How cool it is to be captured by the sun Is there betrayal in a kiss? No point in going down the path You sensed emphatically something between us had changed I know I get angry by the by But it’s just ‘cos you’re creating your own fate Free the butterfly Dontcha get the feeling I’ve already said too much Dontcha ever get the feeling you just might have said too much Dontcha ever get the feeling you just might have said, you just might have said, you just might have said... Dontcha ever get the feeling you just might have said too much It’s all just butterfly and scotch That’s all we are - That’s all we got April 1991 ©Words and Music by Lorenzo D. Policelli
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