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Back in 1993, when I was recording ideas to a Vestax MR-44 four-track cassette recorder, this is me attempting to do a live recording/vocal (with rhythm overdubs) of a song. It goes on a bit and I lose my way, but this is the early days. It's me and my old Epiphone 12-string guitar.
lyrics
The words fly around the room
Swoop over my head
Why should I listen?
It’s all Sound and Fury
and I know better anyway
The voice goes right through me
I just can’t concentrate
This time is not a good time
But they always have something to say
And I open my mouth
And I watch whole lotta nothing tumble out
And I open my mouth
And I watch whole lotta nothing tumble out
I’ve every right to shout
A lot to shout about
But nothing ever comes out
Damn, I hate this life
Forgot why I chose it
Too late now
I guess I’ll have to face it
Pedantic, pretentious, oblivious
It’s so hard, so hard
to make it obvious
And why should I bother
When you overwhelm me with you confidence
And I open my mouth
And I watch whole lotta nothing tumble out
And I open my mouth
And I watch whole lotta nothing tumble out
I’ve every right to shout
A lot to shout about
But nothing ever comes out
With a deft line in humour
Laugh I couldn’t start
You try my patience
You try a lot
I won’t submit to anger
Must maintain calm precision
With your charm and expensive accent
I’m spiked on the end of your derision
And you can’t even make the simplest of decisions
But they open their mouths
And I watch a whole lotta nothing tumble out
And they open their mouths
And I watch a whole lotta nothing tumble out
They have every right
Every right to let it all out
We will make our noise
Stand our ground
Disassociate with any cause
Exclude all random elements
Be safe in our sterile void
But I don’t care
I don’t care
Run my fingers through my hair
Look at my watch, play with my pen
And when I’m finished
I’ll do it all again
But they open their mouths
And I watch a whole lotta nothing tumble out
And they open their mouths
And I watch a whole lotta nothing tumble out
They have every right
Every right to shout it about (and they like to shout)
Must keep away
Must not be dragged in
Hold onto my own personality
And keep my thoughts within
They think they can justify
Every word,
Every thought,
Every lie.
Imagine their surprise
When they discover
That so can I
And I open my mouth
And all these words come tumbling out
And I open my mouth
And the words come tumbling out
Just look at my mouth
And the words come out
Oh watch them come out
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