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Apr 5, 06 03:07 PM

As I Try to Make the Rock.


Trying to rock by example.


Been sleeping poorly. I don't know if it's too much coffee at night, or obsession with work, but in any case, I've been running my own tunes over and over in my head as I toss and turn in the sack. Pruning a lyric here and there, occasionally having to interrupt the hypogogic state by scribbling a phrase down.

Daniel Johnston's guileless, lit-up style has been haunting me lately. I lay awake, thinking: How do I write a lyric like this?


He was smiling through his own personal hell
Dropped his last dime down a wishing well
But he was hoping too close
And then he fell
Now hes Casper the friendly ghost

He was always polite to the people whod tell him
That he was nothing but a lazy bum
But goodbye to them he had to go
Now hes Casper the friendly ghost

No one never treated him nice
While he was alive
You cant buy no respect
Like the librarian said
But everybody respects the dead
They love the friendly ghost

Well never forget
What he learned us
We were mean to him
But he never burnt us

And so the legend grew
And all the people that he knew
Go and spread the news of
Casper the friendly ghost

(He was "hoping too close"--?!)


Posted by Mike at April 5, 2006 3:07 PM