by Mal Webb
Guitar, piano, whatever you like
Plonk your fingers on it however you might
It could be rubbish, it could be out of sight
But you’ll never know until you try it, right?
Plonking plonking til you’ve found that sound
Switch off your brain and let your fingers bound around
If they stumble on a gem, then put it in a song
There’s no such thing as wrong
Freerange, dodgy, random stuff
Ragged and rough, I can’t get enough
All off the cuff, from the fluffy to the tough
I can’t get enough of that random stuff
Weird weird weird weird
Xylophone, telephone, trombone, kneebone
Make your own tone, in your own zone… go!
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