01-28-2017, 06:00 AM
Came up with my own tune for this one, not to impose, but I noticed a few things
(01-25-2017, 10:18 AM)Brownlie Wrote: I’m going to Long John Silvers, where I’ll blow my brains away. First, I love this, cause in my head fast food is a sort of suicide. Second, as a tune, blow the blues away works too, but I like brains better.Had a blast reading this one, thanks for posting!
Holy lord almighty, what a hell of a day.
Got caught up in a hook and snag,
and I lost some money at the old horse track,
guzzled down whiskey in the bright midday,
‘til the blinding sun blazoned bright dismay. I think there are too many similes here, bright midday, bright dismay, blinding, blazing sun, I like alliteration, but too similar here
I’m going to Long John Silvers, where I’ll blow my brains away.
Holy lord almighty, what a hell of a day.
Said to myself I wouldn’t turn on the car,
but the liquor store didn’t seem that far,
took off my mirror swiping a mailbox,
then I slithered home to a couple big shots. Slither sounds like intentional sneaking snake-like, not drunken meandering like I picture
I’m going to Long John Silvers, where I’ll blow my brains away.
Holy lord almighty, what a hell of a day.
Drenched myself, made my lips real dry,
and I gasped out slow that I’m ready to die,
reached in the sock where I kept my glock,
decided just to end all the guilt in one shot. From drinking shots to bullet shots, since guilt isn't elaborated, it might not be necessary
I’m going to Long John Silvers, where I’ll blow my brains away.
Holy lord almighty, what a hell of a day.
I’m going to Long John Silvers, on the congested freeway,
going to Long John Silvers, all you swimming fish make way,
I’m going away, I’ve decided my fate,
determined the time when I’ll lay prostrate. At first I thought this section was too long and repetitive, but now it's one of my favorites as is. However, considering all the fish on the freeway, yourself included, headed to Long John Silvers, or death in my mind, the fish would be dead long before they got to the restaurant, so as the location for suicide doesn't make sense anymore, I ll kill myself when I get to heaven... lastly, decided was used a couple times and determined is almost the same thing, so with the repetition of the chorus, and the abrupt cut off at the very end we know it's been decided,
I’m going to Long John Silvers, where I’ll blow my brains away.
Holy lord almighty, what a hell
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches

