LYRICS
Excuse me, Ma’am
Did you say mayhem?
I don’t know that’s who I am
Excuse me, Ma’am
Were you addressing me
If so, I’ll try to see
Excuse me, Ma’am
Did you say mayhem?
I didn’t ever want to be the master
Of what you would consider disaster
Excuse me, Ma’am
Did you say mayhem?
Would you mind repeating it again
Do you want to play the ham
Then, say it again — mayhem!
You thought the pork was all &^%$ed
You ain’t see nothing
Go tell your Gram
Avoiding the P.M.
For the A.M.
Cause that’s where I am
That’s where we are
Out under the stars
Excuse me, Ma’am
Did you want mayhem?
That’s not who I am
I try, try, try
To make sense of all humanity
I try… how I try
But, if it falls on deaf ears
Then that’s exactly what you feared
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords — E Em A through in a blues tossed salad (guitar played with a dime)
An extemporaneous 1-track stereo live recording made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Daniel — Vocals, Electric Guitar, Korg, Yamaha and Casio Keyboards (all instruments played simultaneously.)
From the Industrial Noize Pollution *Heavy Mental* music experiment Sign Wave
By Daniel Brouse