Noises

T.C. Folkpunk

I Overheard Somebody Telling Me

02:39
from the album Lamest Fast Words
(T. Cameron)

Story

From the album "Lamest Fast Words". Buy it HERE!

Lyrics

I overheard somebody telling me that 45 was not the final answer,

And he should know, he's made a spectacle of himself in his role as mystery dancer,

  I'll give my glasses a raise, to all his clever turns of phrase,

  That had me pumped up until, my aim is troubadour still.

 

I overheard somebody telling me the band is often nothing more than icing,

And he should know, he lit the fuse by making solo punk guitar seem so enticing.

  I'll raise my pint in the air, and cast my mind back if I dare,

  When his releases were met, with greetings to the new cassette.

 

I overheard somebody telling me the future was and still remains unwritten,

And in his day the present kept him busy clashing with the clampdown in Great Britain.

  I'll raise my flask in the air, and cast my mind back if I dare,

  As near as I could discern, my hero strummed while London burned.