I wrote this song from the point of view of one of those cranky old men who like to hang out at the public library because they have no better place to go (and, really, what place could be cooler than a great library anyway?). The song has some artistic license, as I doubt many old men listen to The Smiths (maybe someday--give it a few years). You can check out the MP3 here. I went a little crazy on the Audacity effects this time. Really, this stuff is much more fun and cheaper than therapy. The
lyrics are below. It's the same deal as always. If you like a song,
then feel free to cover it if you're in a band or whatnot. I love to
hear covers of my songs, so please let me know about your version. If
you start making money, then send me a check/we can work out a deal.
Similarly, if you want to use a song for your Youtube video or whatnot,
then just let me know. It's usually fine by me unless it's a commercial
product or whatnot (and then it's likely fine as well--I just want my cut). Find out first though. Write me at wredfright
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I'm going downtown to the library.
I'm going to check out a book and find out what's wrong with me.
Maybe other people just don't pay attention to politics,
and that's why they're not bothered that we're led by cunts and pricks.
I love the library, lots of books to read and they're all free.
Well, tax dollars paid for them so they're not quite free,
but at least they're paying for something other than bombing peasants overseas.
I also like that I don't have to buy something to go pee.
Yes, there are many reasons to love the library.
The other day at the Friends of the Library booksale,
I bought a Smiths cassette for ten cents.
I gave the clerk a nickel and five pennies.
It was Rank, my favorite 'cause they rock on it,
yet another reason for me to love the library.
There's a retarded guy there who's always yelling at me.
Yes, you can meet many strange people at the library.
But I find reading relaxing. It calms me,
unless I read the newspaper and see what the idiots are doing with my tax money.
Written July 2014
Recorded July 2014
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