Here are four brand new songs that I wrote between March and May 2010 and recorded at my home studio in Berkeley, Calif., in May 2010. All tracks composed, performed and produced by none other than Paul Iorio! Enjoy!
LYRICS
IF IT'S TUESDAY, IT MUST BE SUSANNAH
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010
If it's Tuesday, it must be Susannah
If it's Wednesday, it must be Magill
If it's Thursday, it must be my Hannah
Friday she forgot to take a pill
Saturday, there's sexual chores
I'll help out somehow
If I had standards,
I'd have no one
I'm particular but not right now
And I'm always livin' here right now
If it's Tuesday, it must be Susannah
If it's Wednesday, it must be Magill
Friday she forgot to take a pill
Fat ones, thin ones, short ones, tall ones
I wanna taste the lot
I'm sure I'll stop being so damned horny
When I'm buried in a plot
Should've married well several years ago
When I still had my chance
I could've had the world if not for one bad day
It all came down to happenstance
Won't you give me just one more chance?
If it's Tuesday, it must be Susannah
If it's Wednesday, it must be Magill
If it's Thursday, it must be my Hannah
Friday it's the Morgan Bar and Grill
If it's Tuesday -- Susannah
Wednesday --- Magill
Thursday -- Hannah
Friday she forgot to pay her bill
NOTES ON "IF IT'S TUESDAY...": Playing off
the title of a 1969 movie, this is a bit of XTC-ish pure pop
about a guy with too many girlfriends. (Not autobiographical,
unfortunately.)
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BACK TO JACKIN' OFF
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010
It was fun for a while, I must say
A steady lover at the end of each day
But then the sex started getting routine
Mechanical as a motion machine
She left me, kicked me out of her loft
Guess I'm back to jackin' off
It was feeling just like married sex
Predictable as a prepared text
She said, "Our love is in a rut/
I had more fun just being a slut"
She left me with only this infectious cough
Guess I'm back to jackin' off
Guess I'm back to waxin' the bone
Only thing to do when you're all alone
Guess I'm back to strokin' the monkey
She came back, we tried it again
I fantasized she was the cousin of a friend
As we were doing it, she caught me lookin' at pics
That's when she said, "I'm sick of your tricks"
She left me, kicked me out of her loft
Guess I'm back to jackin' off
She left me during Beef Strogonoff
Guess I'm back to jackin' off
She left me with this infectious cough
Guess I'm back to jackin' off
NOTES ON "BACK TO JACKIN'OFF": I must admit I enjoyed
coming up with this one, a sort of Gram Parsons-ish
country-rocker about going sexually solo.
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NOTHING IS SOMETHING
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010
Nothing to say is really something to say
Something to say is often nothing to say
Nothing is something if there's nothing to say
Something is nothing if it just goes away
If nothing to say can really get in the way
Then nothing to say must be something to say
If something to say is really something to say
Then nothing to say wouldn't matter anyway
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
He's got nothin' to say -- says it anyway
She's got something to say which she doesn't say
She says, "You don't say," when there's nothing to say
But something gets buried at the end of each day
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
And you know nothing is something
NOTES ON "NOTHING IS SOMETHING": Riff
folk-rock-rap, I think.
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I'M IN LOVE WITH A GIRL I CAN'T STAND
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2010
She's got money and she's way too bright
She has a way to keep me up all night
I'm in love with a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
She crosses her ankles and her sevens
She always turns it up to eleven
I'm in love with a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
Anymore
Whatcha gotta do to get yourself true
Go away
It doesn't feel right until the dead of night
Go away
Her face has become an acquired taste
Go away
She's sorta rude but she looks so fine
I can't get her outta my mind
I'm in love with a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
It doesn't really feel so right
Will it be true love at 57th sight?
I'm in love with a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
Anymore
Whatcha gotta do to get yourself true
Go away
It doesn't feel right until the dead of night
Go away
Her face has become an acquired taste
Go away
Whatcha gotta do to get yourself true
Go away
It doesn't feel right until the dead of night
I'm in love with a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
I'm in love wth a girl I can't stand
Anymore
NOTES ON "I'M IN LOVE WITH A GIRL..." "This Year's
Model"-ish. It came out in mostly in one piece in one
sitting in April.
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