Songwriting has been a hobby of mine for more years than I can remember. I was influenced by family, who played piano, and a neighborhood buddy who had an amazing voice. I knew that I could not sing, so I figured maybe I could play guitar and write songs.
So, some 60 plus songs later, I’m still writing.
Here are the lyrics to my latest song, inspired by California Senate Bill No. 395, Chapter 869. This song is being recorded as a demo in Nashville, as I write this post. A country-novelty song destined to become a comedy classic! I’ll post it for listening when it’s completed.
For now, please enjoy these fun lyrics!
“Gruesome’s Road Kill Café“
Driving down country roads, like I do most everyday
I saw a sign that read, fresh country grub at Gruesome’s cafe
Well I was a bit hungry, so I pulled into the parking stall
And as I walked up to the front door, I read the specials posted on the wall.
Chorus:
At Gruesome’s Road Kill Café
You kill ’em, we’ll grill ’em
Awesome possum or smear-o-deer
Rack of raccoon, all simmered in beer
Served up fresh all day
At Gruesome’s Road Kill Café
So I went in and ordered up the chicken, that almost crossed the road
A chunk of skunk, swirl of squirrel and toad ala mode
You might think it sounds so sick, that it tasted awfully bad
But I just gotta tell y’all it was the best darn meal that I’d ever had.
Chorus:
Repeat
Music:
Bridge:
There’s really nothing fresher or tastes quite as good
As nature’s furry bounty, direct from your truck’s hood, hood. hood
Chorus:
Repeat
Ending:
Served up fresh all day
At Gruesome’s Road Kill Café
Spoken:
Dang, that squirrel was good. A little gassy though (burp!)
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