• last month
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

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