Jazz with a reggae groove and geriatric angst lyrics. For those interested, the bass is a U-Bass.
Written and performed by Andy McClelland
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It’s hard to figure what's going on
People fighting people all day long
The problem just may be here in plain sight
When everyone's wrong and everyone's right
Admit it
You ain't no fool
Can ya dig it?
When you’re playing it cool
You turn it off it goes away
Then it won’t matter what they say
It’s always the same the same old crowd
Just a whole more and it's really loud
Admit it
You ain't no fool
Can ya dig it?
When you’re playing it cool
Sometimes you feel
Like you're talking to a wall
And there's nothing more to say
Nothing at all
You build a bridge and it goes nowhere
Looked good at the time, now who cares?
Might as well just watch the folly and laugh
And doing it by golly on time and a half
Admit it
You ain't no fool
Can ya dig it?
When you’re playing it cool
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