Grannies (Solo Demo)
Hear more musicI wrote this song at a workshop songwriting I attended in 2006. The assignment was to write a ‘protest song’. I decided to stay close to home and was inspired by a (hopefully) recognizable everyday situation…
So Close (Solo Demo)
The title is ’stolen’ from Craig Armstrong. The song was inspired by a discussion between friends following a song written by one of them. No matter how close you think you may be with someone, you can still be worlds apart.
Grannies (Band Demo)
Buy the songRecorded by: Whydentity
Written by: Luc Acke
Lyrics
GRANNIES
Handbag, handbag, handbag
Last Sunday, at the bakery
I'm convinced she came in after me
When I wanted to order my loaf of bread
She slid in beside me and took the last one,
she took the last one instead
Now, hush, hush,
when I won't get up for you on the bus
And don't complain,
if I won't give up my seat on the train
I object, to grannies cutting in line
I object, to grannies taking what's mine
And I object, to grannies not waiting their turn
And I think grannies have got a lot of things left to learn
Handbag, handbag, handbag
Last Friday, at the grocery store
A little old lady, I'd seen this one before
I stood in line, then I looked away
And before I knew it she was there,
and she was there to stay
So let's not pretend that they're innocent
It's all make-believe, now don't be naïve
And don't be surprised, they're all wolves in disguise
Who'll hit you over the head
With their handbag
I object, to grannies cutting in line
I object, to grannies taking what's mine
And I object, to grannies not waiting their turn
And I think grannies have got a lot of things left to learn
Handbag, handbag, handbag
Handbag, handbag, handbag
Last Sunday, at the bakery
I'm convinced she came in after me
When I wanted to order my loaf of bread
She slid in beside me and took the last one,
she took the last one instead
Now, hush, hush,
when I won't get up for you on the bus
And don't complain,
if I won't give up my seat on the train
I object, to grannies cutting in line
I object, to grannies taking what's mine
And I object, to grannies not waiting their turn
And I think grannies have got a lot of things left to learn
Handbag, handbag, handbag
Last Friday, at the grocery store
A little old lady, I'd seen this one before
I stood in line, then I looked away
And before I knew it she was there,
and she was there to stay
So let's not pretend that they're innocent
It's all make-believe, now don't be naïve
And don't be surprised, they're all wolves in disguise
Who'll hit you over the head
With their handbag
I object, to grannies cutting in line
I object, to grannies taking what's mine
And I object, to grannies not waiting their turn
And I think grannies have got a lot of things left to learn
Handbag, handbag, handbag
THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG
I wrote this song at a workshop songwriting I attended in 2006. The assignment was to write a ‘protest song’. I decided to stay close to home and was inspired by a (hopefully) recognizable everyday situation…