This was borne out of numerous annoying situations that musicians encounter at one time or another.
If Gwen Stefani and James Hetfield got married their children would probably sound something like this California hard rock band Check it out
Sachi is an alternative rock band based in Southern California and led by a Japanese American female singer. The music is a blend of hard rock and neo-punk guitar songs with a 70s-era synth sound in the mix.
Story behind the song
The rantings were dreamed up from a band meeting gone awry. Just imagine five people in a cold quiet garage not meeting in the middle for anything. The frustration has risen so high, you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. And suddenly the guitar player goes off on another tangent about wanting to FEEL the music....
Lyrics
It's 9 o'clock we've gotten nowhere.
This round and round does nothing but give me a headache, baby.
Your voice goes on and on and my heart is pounding.
I turn my head and let you take the wheel.
Oh Johnny, you can hear him on the radio.
Shaved head and a cold, cold bed and don't forget the ego.
Just turn around he'll make sure that the dagger fits in your back so nicely.
Open the paper see the centerfold on his moonlighting.
My life's full of Primadonnas, yeah, yeah. I think about it everytime I step outside my door, yeah.
Surrounded by Primadonnas yeah, yeah, so I'll, I take the next train, take the next train so I just can be alone.
I just got home the phone is ringing. The voice says let me tell ya how wonderful my day was.
How was yours? Oh guess what I could have done it better. By the way, did I tell you that I'm never, ever, ever, wrong?
My life's full of Primadonnas yeah, yeah.
I think about it everytime I step outside my door, yeah.
Surrounded by Primadonnas yeah, yeah, so I'll, I take the next train take the next train where I just can be alone.
Pulmonary, it's so scary. Nicotine, while you get clean.
Douse the craving. Feel the sting.
A shot of rage for me, I can feel my ears ring.
I'm stopping in for a drink look over past the bar. An axe-man leather-clad sure thinks he's a star.
He tells me let's go home got a secret for you, babe.
You ain't that cute my dear so you'll be happy to be my lay.
My life's full of Primadonnas yeah, yeah. I think about it everytime I step outside my door, yeah.
So sick of those Primadonnas yeah, yeah, so I'll, I take the next train take the next train where I just can be alone.
P-p-p-p-p-Primadonnas, yeah, yeah. P-p-p-p-p-Primadonnas yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
P-p-p-p-p-p-Primadonnas yeah, yeah. Thank God for those Primadonnas yeah.
Why don't you get over yourself man?
