Can’t Tell Me

Clem Dogg had a little bit of plagiaristic inspiration when he wrote this one. But he's darn proud of it anyway.


“Can’t Tell Me”

You think I should just get by on what I own
I could buy mine and still be fine until I’m grown
Until then you don’t know when I’m coming home
What I’m gonna be - It’s all up to me

Excuses slide on an icy table
He’d only twist free if he was able
Bonds and ties get stuck now in spots
Plastic bags across parking lots
To which - I reply that I
I have my own path I cut in half
Slide on up the graph

You think I should just get by on what I own
I could buy mine and still be fine until I’m grown
Until then you don’t know when I’m coming home
What I’m gonna be - It’s all up to me

A monarch king is not what we need
He is not able to get free
Never thought that it would stick
You don’t have to be such a prick
To which - I reply that I
I have my own juice I cut in twos
Now I’m on the loose

You think I should just get by on what I own
I could buy mine and still be fine until I’m grown
Until then you don’t know when I’m coming home
What I’m gonna be - It’s all up to me

Reverberate, shaking the walls
He intentionally falls
The icy table covers excuses
He is leaving here he deduces
To which - I reply that I
I have my own wares I cut in pairs
I’m just splitting hairs

You think I should just get by on what I own
I could buy mine and still be fine until I’m grown
Until then you don’t know when I’m coming home
What I’m gonna be - It’s all up to me
What I’m gonna be

1999

Because Prince and his song were cool once upon a time.
Note that this is another by Clem Dogg, the mid-90's rapper.



“1999” (feat. Prince)


The dresser drawer won’t close
I suppose that’s how it can be
She packs her case with clothes
And she heads into the street

The wind is blowing fiercely
She leans her body into it
The squeal of the tires is piercing
I didn’t think she’d do it

Her body twists and flies
The car just speeds on by
I watch her as she dies
Clothes float down from the sky

I’d expect the sky to be grey
But it’s clear and bright and blue
This is just another day
Another day we’ll die too

Your life can quickly pass
So here’s advice you need to know
If you have uncomfortable gas
You need to just let it go (ow!)

And when you are at work
It’s not cool to wear a sweater
Disrespected by some jerk?
Cuss up a storm and you’ll feel better (dang!)

Cut in line – no need to wait
I know you’ve been refraining
And never underestimate
The power of complaining (oooh baby, baby)

Eat whatever you can
Getting fat is half the fun (tubby)
Try to follow the plan
Looking out for number one

Don’t forget to betray your lover
Obviously have plenty of sex
When no money is left over (no mo’ money)
Write a bunch of bad checks

Now that you’re living you will hardly
Notice the passing time
And lastly you had better party
Like it’s nineteen-ninety-nine

Proposal #2

More from Clem Dogg, the mid-90's rapper.


“Proposal #2”

I don’t know what’s in store
But I do know I want more
I’m smitten with your appeal
Now tell me how you feel

You say that you want more
What do you want it for?
What is it that you see
That you like about me?

You know what I like about you
The things that you say and do
I don’t want to be rude,
But I like your attitude

Does my attitude turn you on?
Better love it before it’s gone
What about it makes you blush
And turns your brains to mush?

You are strong and you are fun
You don’t take crap from anyone
You don’t know it, you’re so money
And I think you’re pretty funny

It’s so nice of you to say
That I make you feel that way
Better answer while you can
What makes me so funny, man?

Of this quiz I’m growing tired
You’re gonna burn me with your fire
Asking questions isn’t where it’s at
And this Homey don’t play that.

Another Night Alone

I'm actually quite a bit embarrassed by this one as it is awful, but he wanted me to write another country song.



“Another Night Alone”

She needed some more smokes
She ran out for a pack
Now I’m afraid it looks
Like she ain’ never comin’ back

I’ve been home for days
She’s been gone the same
She always had her ways
And always me to blame
And I cry:

Baby you left me wanting
You left me in our home
Left me with this haunting
And I’ll spend another night alone

Sometimes I like to wonder
Where she went while it rains
And between the rolls of thunder
‘Bout what I lose, and what she gains

And I like to think she’s sorry
Maybe she’ll come back still, oh
And sometimes I throw a party
When I smell her on her pillow
And I yell:

Baby you left me waiting
You left me in our home
Left me with this hating
And I’ll spend another night alone
Another night alone
Another night alone with you

But what is the use in my hate?
Why’d I believe in our fate?
You finally cashed in on my fears
And now the end is coming near

I’m finally letting go
Who would want her anyway?
My life still moves so slow
Maybe back to normal someday
And I say:



Baby you left me crying
You left me in our home
Clearly here I was dying
And I’ll spend another night alone

Baby you’re gone for years now
I am a single, solid one
My sky has finally cleared now
I’ll spend a happy night alone