Pop — The Songwriters Forum

Like a Fly on the Tongue of a Frog

MoraAmaroLaLoba — Fri, 11 Aug 2023 16:35:15 +0000

When I started making the song I wanted it to be very sentimental, melancholic, fainting, but after fainting, my mind asked me for a vital resurrection, galloping, fuetza, so this is the result

As for the video, me encantan las historias con ranas y sapos... This is why I made a frog appear in the part that fits the story; how many tales of frogs and toads becoming a Prince? But when love looks away = fading Prince lol

the other parts of the song are represented in the vid using my own footage, heat, even being fresh at home, makes me feel tired, rellay tired = a patchwork vdeo. I hope my song and vid entertain you!!!

Tke care

https://youtu.be/iiS8zCZB56c

There is no movement in my mind

nor words

looking for more words

my thoughts are dead

while I watch

the walls

the lamp

the sleeping clock

and that closed door

that makes me feel

like a flye on the tongue

of a frog

at the mercy

of the voracious appetite

of the end of a dream

Where is my essence?

The bottle containing it

now is broken

only a slight aroma remains,

so diffuse...

How to stop this reality

when Yersterday is dressed

in badly laid bricks

How to retracce a path

lost in a discarded draft

How to avoid those stones that I trip over

even having changed my way

how how how

The List - Slightly rude imagery.

CorkingCrackBand — Wed, 12 Apr 2023 01:22:19 +0000

An old song from a 20 minute medley from about 5-10 years ago that I always knew I would go back to flesh out. Now was the time. I feel this is the 'median' The Corking Crack Band sound from my 40 plus albums. Its a bit pop-y, a bit expansive, seemingly silly lyrically with a deeper message within. In short, it's the sort of song I feel would be a good one to say 'this' when someone asks what sort of music I write. You guys and gals may have had a slightly skewed view of my output from my recent concept album but I'm not always a pretentious tit. J/K

https://on.soundcloud.com/iSaHu

The List

I got a trowel

And I got a towel

I got a lisp that means I struggle around my vowels

I know that…

I got some CDs

I've had two babies

I've got a dog and he ain’t ever contracted rabies

So,

You may say that the worst is yet to come

That it’s a bomb every time that you hear a hum

If there’s a ticking, then it’s the ebbing of your life

I got a disease

And I’ve got two knees

I’ve got a nose that makes a huge noise when I sneeze

you know?

I’ve got a garden

Sometimes a hard-on

I’ve got some habits, mean, I’m always saying pardon

I’ve got toothpaste

a bin for the waste

I got chocolate cos I can’t get enough of the taste

You ask for something

Please give you something

Well boy you know here’s something you missed

Through all the pain

Oh I feel your pain

But boy I’m gonna write you a list

Yeah, boy, I’m going to write you a list

But you say our time is near its end

When there’s a corner you say it’s too sharp a bend

You need to know it’s nothing you should fear.

I got a cock

And I gotta sock

I gotta nice mantelpiece with candles and a clock

I gotta cool sofa

I used to have a loafer

I got a puppet that I think is Gordon the Gopher

I got a new phone

And I got a loan

I got a wife who never misses a chance moan

Well

You may say that our dreams are not enough

And the world will be kindest on the tough

But then you’d miss the beauty right under your nose

Believe

CorkingCrackBand — Tue, 04 Apr 2023 11:01:51 +0000

https://on.soundcloud.com/ujj9q

A song from a couple of weeks back.

Believe

A hundred miles have passed without a change of light

The snow is melting fast - the ground turns green from white

We take our turns to watch for life upon the hills

Sleeping before our dreams are gone

Lost without our wills

You close your eyes again

When you open them everything has changed

Believe

This does not have to be

Believe

Our minds are floating free

Believe

The Sun will come again

Believe

We can grow through the pain

Hold an Angels hand and see the sky at night

Float across the land until you see a blight

Then fall back down to earth and land without a sound

You know there’s going to be another day

Try and find another way.

You close your eyes again

And when you open them everything has changed

A kiss can’t make it better

Your love won’t pull us through

Don’t write the world a Dear John letter

Just show us all what we can do.

Believe

This does not have to be

Believe

Our minds are floating free

Believe

The Sun will come again

Believe

We can grow through the pain

You close your eyes again

And when you open them everything has changed