Another scratch track!

This time the song is called "Cardboard box."  I don't have any vocals recorded yet, hopefully within a couple of months I'll be able to record a finished version with drums and bass and vocals and glockenspiel and mouth harmonica; but for now, this is what I got.  I do have finished lyrics for it though, which I present to you below.  Have fun imagining how they fit in; or don't, I don't know.  I'm not the boss of you.  And if I were, I would tell you to get back to work!

The video is too big to imbed, so here's the youtube link.

Lyrics:

Will you brave the fire for your love?
If history repeats, probably not;
Cause you take back your things in a cardboard box
On the top of which in sharpee she's scrawled out:
You've lost your last chance

So why postpone the inevitable?

(Chorus)
No she won't be made a fool of again.
No she won't be made a fool of again.
Spent the last three months tightening your grip while she's chafing to leave
Like there's a fire in the yard which you tried to put out with a gallon of gasoline.

Now she won't look back
Cause there's nothing back there but you.
One more meal that she eats alone,
While you're out somewhere forgetting to phone;
At least that's what you'll tell her tomorrow
When you really you both know you just preferred to stay gone.

No she won't be made a fool of again.
No she won't be made a fool of again.
Spent the last three months sharpening her teeth on the bit for the leave,
Cause there's a fire in the yard which you tried to put out with a gallon of gasoline.

So why postpone the inevitable?

No she won't be made a fool of again.
No she won't be made a fool of again.
Spent the last three months tightening your grip cause she's soon breaking free
But there's a fire in the yard and it won't be put out with a gallon of gasoline.