Autobiographical.
This was a Snapface song that we recorded in the basement. Bryce had the music, I wrote the lyrics. I pulled some references from Anthrax and Public Enemy into the lyrics because… autobiographical. Love those bands, and I'm a huge fan of the Bring The Noise collaboration between them.
This one always was a bit tough on the timing of the last line of that first lyric because there's extra beats. We never changed it because I love the way it's a bit jarring, just like getting old. LOL
The lyrics are dense and we ended up having to drop some because it was too much of a mouthful. Specifically the original lyrics for “Bottles piling up in the trash, Got salves in case of a rash” were “pill bottles piling up in the trash, got creams and salves in case of a rash”. Editing, kids. Sometimes you need to edit. I think the lines still work and just like everything else in life; you can't keep it all.
I think this is one of the first songs we asked Shari to sing backups on, and then asked her to be part of the band because she's a rock star. Fucking killer solo on this one by Bryce.
So please, enjoy Shell of a Man.
Lyrics
Bloom of youth has withered
Skin resembles lizard
Energy comes poured from a can
I'm a shell of a man
Used to take a nation of millions to hold me back
Now a nation of doctors can't keep my old ass intact
My broken down days
Dulled by a deep malaise
Feeling old and tired
Feet stuck in the mire
Different kind of antisocial
In my Anthrax attire
Counting down the days
Til I can fucking retire
Grumpy old man sitting on the porch
Back bent in a permanent arch
Bottles piling up in the trash
Got salves in case of a rash
Yelling at the kids to get off of my lawn
More important than sex is the height of my john
when did I become an angry old wretch
Everything pops when I stretch
Grumpy old man sitting on the porch
Back bent in a permanent arch
Bottles piling up in the trash
Got salves in case of a rash
Yelling at the kids to get off of my lawn
More important than sex is the height of my john
when did I become an angry old wretch
Everything pops when I stretch
Bloom of youth has withered
Skin resembles lizard
Energy comes poured from a can
I'm a shell of a man
Used to take a nation of millions to hold me back
Now a nation of doctors can't keep my old ass intact
Grumpy old man sitting on the porch
Back bent in a permanent arch
Bottles piling up in the trash
Got salves in case of a rash
Yelling at the kids to get off of my lawn
More important than sex is the height of my john
when did I become an angry old wretch
Everything pops when I stretch
Yelling at the kids to get off of my lawn
More important than sex is the height of my john
when did I become an angry old wretch
Everything pops when I stretch