while trolling my gmail, i managed to find, not one, but TWO potential mulligans. this is one. for those new here, a “mulligan” is my code word for my once a week free pass in which i can use an old song instead of making a brand new one from scratch.
this, sequel to a song that i posted in january, is my mulligan for the week, somehow unearthed during a routine gmail crawl. whoever i sent this to, way back when, i’m sorry. it’s not very good but check that burger!
in my previous life i was once a young con man who was tutored in the ways of grifting by a heavyset, yet well meaning, con man named luther. we ran all sorts of schemes, usually involving rigged card games. it was great til it all came crashing down when we..wait. this isn’t my life. this is that jackie gleason movie.
i got stuck at the dmv today. it didn’t go well. my pathetic “come on man. i’m not a terrorist” look did not curry me any favor. then i was locked out of my house. also, my germs seem to have made a complete recovery. all of these factors. thus this song. SEE YA.
this is my “new-lligan” this week. which is my brand new term for the songs that take the place of the dear, departed mulligans of yore. to be short, i didn’t feel like making a real song but i have to make “something.” so i did, well, this. it actually kind of took a long time which i suppose defeats the purpose. oh well. so sue me. i was talking to myself.
another day, another holler. and by holler, i mean singing of course. i almost did this one totally acapella but at the last second added some flourishes. a like parmesan guitar sprinkle. you can never go wrong with parmesan, right?
who knows what magic lurks in the hearts of men? i certainly don’t. but once i had a feeling if i dug in my yard i’d find a quarter and i did. so…that makes me special, not to mention 25 cents richer. i think i spent it on a flinstone’s push up bar. remember those?