Ookla The Mok - Just Another Cliche lyrics

I'd offer you the world but that's no fun

We could walk along the beach leaving our footprints in the sand

If only you'd stop saying that's been done

If only you'd stop saying that's been done

Just for once I'd like to write a little cliche

Or perhaps I'd steal a poem who's to know

I'd compose a worthy lyric and perform the perfect song

But somehow all my influences show

But somehow all my influences show

CHORUS:

I've got so much to say and all of it's cliche

So please don't say you've heard this one before

I'd like so much to speak but my words are not unique

So kiss goodbye creative metaphor

Well I awoke alone at four in the morning

Feeling like a stranger in a stranger land

Baby babe love honey sugar girl now momma don't you cry

We can make it if you'll only take my hand

We can make it if you'll only take my hand

CHORUS

I know this topic's far less than original

But won't you please give me the benefit of the doubt

For if it's true that there is nothing that has not been said before

Then you already know what this song's all about

You already know what this song's all about

CHORUS

I think it's time I wrote a song about my girlfriend

Where I can tell her that I love her and pretend to mean it

Or I can talk about my vision of the world's end

Though I know you won't believe me I swear I seen it

Or I can say your eyes are blue as the ocean

Even though they're kind of brownish-green or hazel

Or I can offer you my infinite devotion

Parsley sage rosemary thyme basil

It's just another cliche

I'll try to make you think I have a big vocabulary

By using words I find in Roget's New World Thesaurus

I'll go to B. Dalton's and buy a rhyming dictionary

And find neat words to use like crochet and brontosaurus

I'll write great songs with words like potentate and oligarchy

And show the world my social conscience I really care now

My songs will top the charts my name will top the marquee

To the oppressed I'll be an idol so don't despair now

It's just another cliche

I'll write a song about my love for all God's children

Reach out and touch somebody's hand but please don't touch me

These are the best days of our lives it won't get better

If that's the truth then that's depressing I don't feel like rhyming

I'll write the songs I'll write the albums I'll write a remix

I'll write and write until there's nothing that's left to write about

And I'll use adverbs I'll even use a prefix

I won't stop writing until my ideas run out