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    "Poor Me!"genre: Satire
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    Poor me, poor me, poor me, I can't get my song title out of my head, poor me, ...
    Credits: composition, vocal, slide whistle : Jonathan Benjamin / Musicians : Jammer Professional software / Recording : Michel Weber mweb@megacom.net

    Story Behind the Song
    I have been writing this song for many years, so many years. It is the story of my life, my parents' lives, and a lot of other people. Lament to your heart's content. When you are miserable, enjoy it, and sing along with "Poor Me!"

    Lyrics
    I failed every therapy I tried
    I killed my father thousands of times
    I got so fed up, I beat my therapist up
    But I still can’t find my inner child

    Oh what a terrible fate
    I ache when I meditate
    I don’t know who am I, I can’t find my third eye,
    Maybe it’s something I ate.


    Poor me, poor me, oh poor me
    My yin and my yang disagree
    I don’t know what I got, but my chakras are blocked
    Maybe one more therapy.

    Poor me, poor me
    My life is nothing but pain
    There’s only one thing that relieves my suffering
    I love, how I love to complain
    I love, how I love to complain


    My computer won't do what I say,
    It threw all my data away,
    I bang on the keys, till my fingernails bleed,
    But that stubborn machine won't obey.

    I always go out well-protected
    My bullet-proof vest weighs a ton
    It’s so hard to dance in my cast iron pants
    Oh when will I ever have fun.

    (INSTRUMENTAL)

    My girlfriend is teaching me tantra
    As foreplay we chant buddhist mantras
    We lie on our sides, And come with our eyes
    I think I’d prefer some Viagra.

    I wish that I could quit this tragedy,
    But I have too much responsibility
    I have to be strong, so the show can go on,
    Because the star of this play is me.

    Poor me, poor me, oh poor me
    My yin and my yang disagree
    I don’t know what I got, but my chakras are blocked
    Maybe one more therapy.

    Poor me, poor me
    My life is nothing but pain
    There’s only one thing that relieves my suffering
    I love, how I love to complain
    I love, how I love to complain

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