THE MESSY, MESSY S C S C BLUES, Jon Moody

THE MESSY, MESSY S.C.S.C. BLUES

by Jon Moody 2009




I got some friends who like to write songs.

They sit around the whole day long,

Till they think of a rhyme

And scribble down a line or two.

Then they set it to a melody,

The Messy, Messy, S.C.S.C. Blues.




To my buddy David Hershman I dedicate this versh,

Man it wont run overtime one bit.

Its short and to the point; dont beat around the joint.

As brevitys the soul of wit.

Said Polonius, in fact, in Hamlets second act,

To Horatio, Ophelia, Amelia Bedilia.

An edit would hurt a compendium by Goethe

Or the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.

As a supercilious fart who likes to quote Descartes,

I obfuscate and therefore I am.

But sorry, I digress— as anyone can guess.

Its just the Messy, Messy S.C.S.C. Blues!




Yes, Don, this song has a bridge.

Whats more it even changes key.

Keith Lamont Bachman would really be proud

Of this sophisticated harmony.




I can really learn to focus on a Larry Penman opus.

Im from Youngstown, hes from Mars.

And who could forget a guy like Bob Patetta

Swingin in legato for a dozen bars.

But theyre all good friends of mine, wouldnt trade em anytime.

Its a musical Mulligan stew.

Cos varietys the spice of the Messy, Messy, S.C.S.C. Bloooooze—

I said varietys the spice of the Messy, Messy, S.C.S.C. Blues!

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[figleaf22f]

good one!

Thanks Jon!