LYRICS
It ain’t no spoof
When you’re flying through the roof
Oh soooo aloof
Find it hard to handle
When you’re flying off the handle
Hard to handle
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candle
Stick
Thick
As a brick
Am I alone
In thinking it’s solid bone?
No it ain’t no spoof
When you’re flying through the roof
Out of control
When you fly off the handle
So aloof
Then, you’re flying through the roof
Flying off the handle
Out of the frying pan
Into the fire
Just adding fuel to the fire
What’s the desire?
Do you know what I mean…
Throwing on the gasoline
Yelling burn, baby, burn
Watching babies burn
Only something for which a demon would yearn
A demon’s yearn
Do you know what that will earn?
Well… well, that earns hell!
No it ain’t no spoof
When you go flying through the roof
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Em Em9 Em7(11)
Rhythm: 100 BPM 16 Beat #1 and 200 BPM Modern 6/8
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live
Vocals, Electric Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)
From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse