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... is the title of my latest 'baby'. I wrote the words to match a backing track that I had recorded and mixed over the last two weeks.

There are many 'rules' to lyrics writing. One particular rule says that you must not switch the persons like from second person to third. Which is what I am doing in the bridge. When I started singing that part I wondered if I should replace the word 'you' with 'they' on the fly. I decided against it because I like the text as is, never mind the rules. The song structure doesn't comply with any rules anyway. Its structure is similar to "come real". In both songs the bridge comes rather soon, and in both songs there is no real chorus but just parts that are repeated.

Here are the lyrics:

she came to me
she came fast
she was not the first
nor the last
she wanted more
I complied
she was the boss
I got time

whatever they wish
that I will give
what they were denied
that I provide
what they dream up
I make come true
what they dream up
comes true

what they pay for
they will get
the time we spend
they won't regret
word of mouth
says I'm the best
my wealth is proof
I've stood the test

I'm your
escort
I charm
I court
willing
servant
toy boy
serpent

whatever they wish
that I will give
what they were denied
that I provide
what they dream up
I make come true
what they dream up
comes true

what they pay for
they will get
the time we spend
they won't regret
word of mouth
says I'm the best
my wealth is proof
I've stood the test

what they pay for
they will get
the time we spend
they won't regret
word of mouth
says I'm the best
my wealth is proof
I've stood the test

call me John - done

Can't say that I'm too happy with the "sir - fur" part, but I'll live with it for the moment. Maybe there will (have to) be changes once I record a song based on these lyrics:

my name is Brad, but you can call me John
today I may be Eric, but not for very long
I love to feel your love, I hate to feel your hate
soon I may be forgotton, could be my luck or fate

some take me seriously, adressing me as sir
maybe that it's my coat that I made of fake fur
what looks like high esteem, may really be contempt
I'm trying to live my dream, if in a vain attempt

call me John, and I'll be John for you
call me creep and that is what I'll do
call me weak and I will cry for you
call me strong and watch me coming through

your name is Sue, but I will call you Jane
because you are a woman, and girls are all the same
I'll make you feel my love, so you feel me inside
tonight you are all mine, albeit some other's bride

you are Sue, but you are Jane for me
as for tomorrow we will wait and see
I mean no more to you than you to me
if you are honest you have to agree

call me John, and I'll be John for you
call me creep and that is what I'll do
call me weak and I will cry for you
call me strong and watch me coming through

it's me

Written for MotorPlanet matching Nici's tune. Syllables and stresses fit perfectly (remember: stresses are the important part). As for the content and the slightly quirky rhyme "feed" - "feet", well... Not yet approved.

when I come home from my hard workday
when I feel like I'm goin' cold turkey
it just makes me sick to come
home to
find a lazy couch potato
in front of the TV

it's me
got hungry mouths to feed
it's me
tryin' to make ends meet
poor me
while I'm dead on my feet
it's me
it's me
it's me

I'm picking up the kids from daycare
sustain the fam'ly out of thin air
but it makes me sick to come
home to
find a lazy couch potato
in front of the TV

it's me...

one of these days I am gonna run off
nothing that you should make fun of
'cos it makes me sick to come
home to
find a lazy couch potato
in front of the TV

it's me...

a chorus

... that will not be used.
(was written for yet another part of Christian's trilogy).

the more miles I put between
me and the places that I'm fleeing
the more where I spent my time
seems to occupy my mind
the more miles I put between
me and the past that I am fleeing
the more the friends I've left behind
seem to live on in my mind


Maybe sometime I write verses to add some meat - and write a folk song myself ;-)

work in progress: call me John

I came up with the first four lines on the way to the gym. Fortunately (?), I remembered them, so I could key them in after my workout, and also add some more lines:

my name is Brad, but you can call me John
today I may be Eric, but not for very long
I love to feel your love, I hate to feel your hate
soon I will be forgotton, I guess it's just my fate

some take me seriously, adressing me as sir
maybe that it's my coat that I made of fake fur
what looks like high esteem, may really be contempt
I'm trying to live my dream, if in a vain attempt

call me John, and I'll be John for you
X X X* and that is what I'll do
call me weak and I will cry for you
call me strong and watch me coming through


*no idea yet

I need three or four more songs for my upcoming Rock Bernd album. These words just come in handy. They are inspired by an interview that Keith Moon of the Who once gave ("My friends call me Keith, but you can call me John").