Poor richard's blues

poor richard's blues

Lyrics

the first of equals, the accountant
the purse strings he pulls may confound him
but each loss, he will find it
for he's not blinded by bias

our lives are a blur, they are visions
these visions converge in a nation
but each loss we can find it
for no terror goes quite quiet

we are honest and prudent and spendthrift
we are dilligent students of business
we record all our losses
and now i will report on them:

oh my god
oh my god
oh my god
oh my god

oh my each loss we can find it
for no terror goes quite quiet

Music

Chords

It's in C major, but i tuned my guitar down two whole steps for this recording.

Structure

verse, verse, verse, chorus

song writer comments

finally getting to the november ep!

comments

the keyboard work here is really different and mostly awesome. i like the fuzzy "bass" sound. having bunches of you singing is a brand new sound, and it's a pretty great direction.

this actually makes me think of the "song for..." songs you did; it's a sort of "businessman's requiem for profits". i can see the company manual reading, "in years where we operate in the red, we sing this song." the language is interesting as always. it sounds biblical in parts, especially the imagery of the first stanza. it sounds political in parts, too, what with "nation" and "terror" and the collective language. on the page, i didn't care for "no terror goes quite quiet", but when i heard you sing it in that syncopated way, i was sold. i need to let this one soak in some more. Gabemcelwain 09:43, 3 December 2008 (PST)