I've been working on a blues track called "The Hit on the Head Blues." And by "been working on" I mean "I've come up with a title for."
I've often pictured sorta grating, dissonant guitar riffs going with it, along with clunky, un-grammatical lyrics to address the delicate nature of the song. So, with that in mind, here's a start, I think:
I speak deliberate and slow-like
Since 'bout the end of last May
I got rolled over
by a Big Bale of Hay
Docs said I's OK
Nothin' too severe
I can use both my legs
And my visions is clear
but he says somethin' peculiar
'bout "Mental Faculty"
I said, "Gimme it straight, Doc
Don't be bullshittin' me"
He Said
You got the blues, yeah
The hit on the head blues
You got the blues, boy
The hit on the head blues
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