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These days my e-mailbox is clogged, not only by disparaging comments about my manhood and generous proposal for remedies, but also by loads of fan mail, asking: "Hey, do you have more unposted Monggz gems such as Pearl to a swine in your vault?"
So, as a token of my understanding and generosity, here you go, pestering fans!
This is from 2007. For the music, imagine someone tone-deaf trying to reconstruct a 1965 yardbirds song only by hearsay. The words are somewhat inspired by 5xa's great song "You're moving", but also by the way, in old blues records, absolutely everything can turn into a lewd metaphor. There's a snippet at the beginning from a, early 60s movie entitled "suburban roulette".
Don't thank me!
So, as a token of my understanding and generosity, here you go, pestering fans!
This is from 2007. For the music, imagine someone tone-deaf trying to reconstruct a 1965 yardbirds song only by hearsay. The words are somewhat inspired by 5xa's great song "You're moving", but also by the way, in old blues records, absolutely everything can turn into a lewd metaphor. There's a snippet at the beginning from a, early 60s movie entitled "suburban roulette".
Don't thank me!
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Lyrics
"Hi. welcome to suburbia. As long as you're here, I want to invite you to join in a little game that we play out here".
Birdwatching is my passion
in the tress with field glasses
You entered my field of vision
wearing only sunglasses
Neighbor neighbor
when you are gardening
my pulse starts quickening
Neighbor neighbor
when you are sunbathing
my pulse really starts racing
And when your husband is gone
I'll ask no money
Neighbor, I will mow your lawn
I'll sweep your chimney
My new hobby is video
in the trees with a camera
by chance I saw through your window
you were only wearing a bra
Neighbor neighbor
when you are gardening
my pulse starts quickening
Neighbor neighbor
when you are sunbathing
my pulse really starts racing
And when your kids are at school
and if you want more
Neighbor, I will scrub your pool
and fix your backdoor
Oh neighbor, neighbor,in the deck chair
wearing only blonde hair
in the garden with your hat on
wearing only an apron
yeah...yeah...
Birdwatching is my passion
in the tress with field glasses
You entered my field of vision
wearing only sunglasses
Neighbor neighbor
when you are gardening
my pulse starts quickening
Neighbor neighbor
when you are sunbathing
my pulse really starts racing
And when your husband is gone
I'll ask no money
Neighbor, I will mow your lawn
I'll sweep your chimney
My new hobby is video
in the trees with a camera
by chance I saw through your window
you were only wearing a bra
Neighbor neighbor
when you are gardening
my pulse starts quickening
Neighbor neighbor
when you are sunbathing
my pulse really starts racing
And when your kids are at school
and if you want more
Neighbor, I will scrub your pool
and fix your backdoor
Oh neighbor, neighbor,in the deck chair
wearing only blonde hair
in the garden with your hat on
wearing only an apron
yeah...yeah...
tempie
first, i love the concept of the hot neighbor, a suburban myth that like all myths has some basis in reality for a lucky few. second, i love the concept of the innocuous phrase turned to lewd metaphor, something that has unfortunately vanished from too many rock and roll tunes, ironic since the term rock and roll actually MEANS to have sex. third, the reverb on the vocals, the dirty distortion, and the skate rink organ conjure damp basement dance parties so perfectly that I can actually smell the moldy couch and the beer on the breath of the girl i'm necking with. far out great tune dude count on my fan mail hitting your inbox in the near future.