LYRICS
Live from KingArthur.com with an important public service announcement:
I’d like to take this opportunity to remind all of you fine citizens out there in TV-land…
Don’t forget to tip the bartender
Don’t forget to tip the waitresseses
I’d like to tip the waitresses
… I’d like to tip the waitresseses
For making us tipsy
A tip for making us tipsy
If you just showed up
Raise a cup
Here’s what’s up
Don’t forget to tip the waitresseses
A tip for getting us tipsy
Now, I think I’ll walk home….
Maybe… if it’s not an inconvenience I’ll just sleep on your couch. I could sleep on the floor… you don’t need to worry… I’ll lock the door… on my out.
I could lock up?
Raise a cup
A tip to the waitresses
Don’t forget the bartender
Yeah, that’s a hard job… listening to all of our wine… ya know… we go into such detail… blah, blah, blah….
Live Video Recording of Writing the Song
ABOUT THIS SONG
A drinking song about playing live in a band… at a venue that is also a bar and a restaurant.
Chords — F# and then sum
120 Beats Per Minute / Shuffle Boogie
Written and recorded on-the-fly and off-the-cuff in an extemporaneous fashion.
LYRICS
I heard the first snowflake fell
You could tell from the children’s yell
Feeling swell takin’ in the Christmas smell
You can smell the season in the air
Awash with the waft of love and care
I heard of heaven and hell
Could all be a matter of, “Oh, well.”
There is one easy way to tell
Can you smell the season in the air?
Awake with intake of love and care
You can smell it in the air
Once you become aware
Finding joy everywhere
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — D D6
G C D
C F D
Made in America (West Chester, Chester County, PA, United States of America.)
This song was inspired by good cops and bad cops. After dealing with some bad police in Doylestown, PA, I had the pleasure of dealing with some good police in West Chester, PA. While writing this song two different West Chester police went out of their way to be kind. The one with the big smile and wave started the lyrics.
Made in America (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Writing a Monsanto Protest Song in West Chester, PA
ABOUT THIS SONG
At one of my usual haunts for writing music, I had begun a songwriting session… when, a group of people started gathering around me. It appeared as though my “office” had become the site of a Monsanto protest.
So, I figured I’d write this song about it; however, I didn’t have a title. As I went to record the a video of the music, an alarm went off. It seemed to fit. Thus, the name of the song.
