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Another future blues. Look forward to about next Thursday. This guy's the last flesh and blood man among a world full of robots, androids and automatons. He's not sure he WANTS to fit in. |
CD: Sweet Misery Moan
Label: King Noodle Records & CDs
Credits: Marc Bristol (author); Clarence Blisswater Revival (artist) |
Story Behind the Song
Ever since watching kids running wild eyed to a fight in the schoolyard as I was walking away from it, I've felt I was a bit different. Same feeling when I'm caught in a traffic jam and find out it was just a bunch of losers who need to get a life gawking at a fender bender in the lanes going the other way. But everyone fits in somewhere, and there's hope for that in this song too! Don't take the lyrics about George Washington's cash crop as an endorsement (or condemnation) of alternate uses for hemp products. Just pointing out that a person might do more than one thing, and maybe even do it well. My first wife wanted desperately to fit in, and disliked this song. It might've taken more than one day to write all the verses, I don't remember. But once again, recorded in 1992 or so in one or two takes.
Lyrics
I was born to be a misfit
been a misfit all my life
I was born to be a misfit
been a misfit all my life
when you're born to be a misfit
boy, you're bound to see a little
trouble and strife
If the shoe fits, wear it
that's what they say
amd of the other shoe fits, wear it too
that's what I say
well these ol' shoes don't seem to fit at all
but I seem to got 'em on anyway!
Grandma thinks I'm lazy
My pa says I'm a snob
Grandma thinks I'm lazy
and my pa sys I'm a snob
(thinks I'm snubbin' work or somethin')
I think I know what the problem is
those two, they just don't understand my job
'Cause I was born to be a misfit
I been a misfit every day
(cheer up son, you can always serve as a bad example)
I was born to be a misfit
I been a misfit every day
but you can watch out for the night time
just might go some other way
Albert Einstein played the fiddle
and George Washington grew pot
(little cash crop in the back yard)
Albert Einstein played the fiddle
and George Washington grew pot
(they called it rope, back in them days)
You tell me what you think I am
I can sure tell you what I'm not
Well I ain't no blues singer
but I just might sing a little blues
Yeah I ain't no blues singer
but I just might sing a little blues
but it's only by request my friends
these ain't the kinda times I'd choose
Yeah, you got a notion about what's goin' on
I got a notion
I might just take off these shoes!
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