Once I had a love and you know it was brass
Soon turned out, had a heart of glass
You know I love gold bling, but now I find
It’s not enough
I need more shine

Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I lusted after light
It seemed like the real thing cuz brass is so bright
It’s not enough
I need more shine

In between “what I find is pleasing” and “I’m feeling fine”
Love is so confusing
There’s no need, I find
To choose between the two
Glass is just so good, it’s changed my point of view

Lost inside this illumination and I love the light
It’s the thing I’m wanting, it just feels so right
I could even live with chrome, yeah…

Yeah, riding high on love’s true vintage light
Ooh ooh ooh whoa

Once I had a love and you know it was brass
Soon turned out, had a heart of glass
You know I love gold bling, but now I find

It’s not enough
I need more shine

Ooh ooh whoa
Ooh ooh whoa
Ooh ooh whooooooooa

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you are a genius!
for reals.
I heart you Erin. Best damn design writer on the interwebs, I say. And those lights are perfection. Every single one of them.
Yep, what Naomi said. ‘Bout sums it up.
I love your musical stylings! I wish this was a weekly feature.
Could you start doing a vlog where you actually re-record songs with the new lyrics? Because I would pay for that shit.
Ah yes, because I have such an AMAZING voice!
listened to the song while viewing pics. loved!
It’s stuff like the chairs in pic 4 that make me unwilling to buy furniture. Nothing seems special enough after looking at this blog! Clever musical stylings.
Those chairs that look like you can stab someone with are pretty!
And now I shall shuffle back to my lazy blog where I do not re-write clever new lyrics to my favorite old songs to correspond to whatever I’m writing about.
eff brass, those two hairy and shaggy poufs are killing me.
What are they?
I need one.
The remind me of:
The Mcdonalds FryGuys
and
the mylittlepony bushwoolies
and yes, I’m aware that I’m retarded.
and clearly born in the 80s
Okay, Erin. I’m ready for you to cut your album. Your lyrics are fabulously funny! And love the brassy glassy goodness too.
you rawk.