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pieces of Cake.

By revolutionaire.
You know how it's different to read lyrics than it is to hear them played? I'm a fan of the band Cake. They've got a highly distinguishable sound, you know I like that. Something about each of their songs -- each one is audibly identifiable as a Cake song.

But on paper, each one is poetic. Makes me wonder if John McCrea is a poet and then a musician. Honestly, it does.

Here are some of his lines, some of Cake's lines. Tell me what you think.

"In a cd karaoke bar
By the banks of the mighty Bosphorus
Is a Japanese man in a business suit singing "smoke gets in your eyes"
And the muscular cyborg German dudes dance with sexy French Canadians
While the overweight Americans wear their patriotic jumpsuits" -- Wheels.

" Ringing stinging
Jerking like a nervous bird
Rattling up against his cage
Calls to me thoughout the day
See the feathers fly" -- No Phone

" In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel
In the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelf
Is a small reminder of a simpler time
When a crumpled up pair of trousers cost a brand new dime" -- Dime

"I don't want to jump in
unless this music's thumping
all the dishes rattle in the cupboards
when the elephants arrive." -- Love You Madly



It makes me proud to read them.

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