Here’s perhaps the catchiest tune of the bunch.  A very simple funk-rock song that’s easy to both sing and play.  When I wrote this song, I didn’t know anything about Tiny Toon Adventures, the TV series Steven Spielberg produced.  So any references to it are purely coincidental and unintentional.

Darn — I thought it was a catchy name.  Apparently, I wasn’t the only one.

Aries9: Tiny Toon

 

Took all this time to grow up
Is it a time to weave a coccoon?
dreaming about my white nightmare
Of turning into a tiny toon

I thought I kept walking
When did I leave my feet behind
I cared about what I’d become
Or did I seek out to be your kind?

Living with my black guns
Not knowing where to shoot

They came out of the wide screen
And took away all my privacy
Then I stopped walking
I stopped thinking
I stopped feeling
I stopped breathing

Caught inside feeding frenzy
Living with my black guns
Choose me from this box of keys
Not knowing where to shoot