Cursing at the Piano
· 4:45 · 2 plays · v2.2
- sunshine pop
- psych pop
- art pop
- british invasion
- pop rock
- pop
- rock
- baroque pop
- 1960s
- psychedelic pop
Lyrics
Verse 1
Bloody hell, this piano’s a beast to tame
Fingers tangled up, every chord is a shame
I labeled the damn keys but it’s still all the same
Every note a reminder—this is never my game
Pre-Chorus
Sweating over scales like some tortured bloke
Misfiring fingers, patience going up in smoke
Chorus
Damn this mess of black and white keys
Hands keep slipping in the wrong f***ing place
Notes won’t line up, it’s all out of tune
Why the hell can’t I just get this right
Verse 2
Every b*****d day I sit down to play
The room fills with cursing, frustration and rage
Sheet music scowling, it mocks my pain
Slamming the bench like it’s got a damn brain
Pre-Chorus
Tried slow, tried fast, patience thin as s***
Neighbors banging on the fucking walls again
Chorus
Damn this mess of black and white keys
Hands keep slipping in the wrong f***ing place
Notes won’t line up, it’s all out of tune
Why the hell can’t I just get this right
Chorus
Damn this mess of black and white keys
Hands keep slipping in the wrong f***ing place
Notes won’t line up, it’s all out of tune
Why the hell can’t I just get this right
Verse 2
Every b*****d day I sit down to play
The room fills with cursing, frustration and rage
Sheet music scowling, it mocks my pain
Slamming the bench like it’s got a damn brain
Pre-Chorus
Tried slow, tried fast, patience thin as s***
Neighbors banging on the fucking walls again
Chorus
Damn this mess of black and white keys
Hands keep slipping in the wrong f***ing place
Notes won’t line up, it’s all out of tune
Why the hell can’t I just get this right
Bridge
F*** this melody stuck in my head
Every wrong note just fills me with dread
Pedals squeak and the stool wobbles too
I’m losing my s***, what else is new
Verse 3
Smashed another pencil on the keys last night
Neighbors yelling now, what a f***ing delight
Stupid little sharps, never in their sodding place
Wouldn’t mind if the whole thing just burst into space
Outro
Maybe someday I’ll get it, yeah, right
For now I’ll curse and butcher this tune all night
Sod off piano, you damn little beast
Still can’t play, but at least I released
Outro
Maybe someday I’ll get it, yeah, right
For now I’ll curse and butcher this tune all night
Sod off piano, you damn little beast
Still can’t play, but at least
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