T. Hakola-words & music, vocals, guitars, piano, Laureline Prod'homme-bass, Tatiana Mladenovitch-drums, Bénédicte Villain-violin, Simon Texier-lead piano, clip artwork/animation-Laure Slabiak
SO BAD (after "The Mating Mind" by Geoffrey Miller)
Like the peacock’s tail, this song is nothing but a lure To make you want (to be with) me... so bad Like that bird’s swath of eyes, it’s the best I could devise It’s the money, the cool car and the house I’ve never had
I’m not doing it for the fame or to get on TV This song’s only aim is to draw you closer to me It’s an arrow I’m shooting here to touch you under the skin A dream I’m mooting, dear, to make you believe in And make you see how good we could be I only sing this song to make you want to be with me... so bad
Yes, this song is my eruption of colorful plumes My means of attraction, my courtship display A proof of amorous fitness, the honey in my tunes is all ardent sweetness to get you under my sway
This is my sage-grouse’s pumped up chest and strut and the bower I’m building for you as a psychedelic hut My pheasant’s harlequin hues and robin’s tuneful splendor My hummingbird’s prism chartreuse, my bull elk bugle in November To touch your heart and trouble your gut I only sing this song to make you see what a wonderful world you and I would be I only sing this song to make you want to be with me... so bad
Modigliani didn’t need a Corvette to conquer all those creatures Gauguin didn’t need money to mate and mate ad nauseam Rivera had his murals to blind women to his porcine features And while some say Picasso’s stare got the girls to succumb... I say it was his painting-a-day that let that cad have his way A painting-a-day made the girls want to stay
Me, I don’t have the paintings and hardly have the looks and who knows if you’ll ever bother to read one of my books But I know a song is bait and the right tune a killer hook So I came up with this ditty, darling, to get you all shook... up
It won’t hunt or forage for food or shoot down enemy drones but I’m counting on this song to take me to your intimate zones To dazzle your mating mind and rattle your mating bones I’m going after your mating ear with these dulcet tones The only way I know to stir your hormones And make your river flow, flow to my sea I only sing this song to make you want to be with me I only sing this song to make you want me... so bad
