Cruise Control Blues

(While driving to town, gloved against the cold, I repeatedly pushed wrong buttons attempting to set my Cruise Control. My wife asked if I didn't want to remove a glove, to make it easier. I responded, "I don't think it's my hands that've lost their focus, but my brain!" That begat this.... Mark Teague)

CRUISE CONTROL BLUES

Won't someone take these gloves from off my brain?
They're a pinchin' me and causin' me some strain!        
        'sgot to where I cain't feel nuffin'
        On account of all this stuffin'
And my eyeballs are beginning to pour rain!

My thoughts keep runnin' on, just like a train,
But the wrong switch throws; now we're sidetracked again!
        If these mitts could just be loosened,
        I might not be so obtuse, and
Causin' my po' wife-mate such a heap of pain!

        My emotions used to run in Cruise Control!
        But my button-pushin' skill's no longer whole!

        Who put these cotton-pickin' tube socks on my Soul,
        Castin' me in the "Befuddled Old Man" role?

I'm so bundled up, I caint see what to say�
The tight fabric of my mind's begun to fray!
        Won't these bees please sheathe their stingers,
        Put my gloves back on my fingers,
And alleviate my mental disarray!

        I might shut down most any minute--
        My life's gotten indiscriminate
        With no vigor, verve or vim in it
                Po', Po' Me!

        Can you help me get more leveled
        So I don't feel so disheveled
        If that happened, I might revel,                
                And get free!

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

Mark, "Po, Po, Me"....it's somewhat like having what I call, "A Brain Freeze"! I like the way you have expressed your frustrations by turning it into a write to share with others. At those times, I have to take my webcam and point straight at my brain and say.....This picture will return to normal again!!
Interesting and entertaining!!....oh, those cruise control blues!!
Sheila

[Zatoichi]

Metaphor is the opera of the mind, or in this case, the Grand Ole Opry.
Fun and funny. Z

[Snapdragon]

Oh, this is brilliant! I know the feeling all too well. I love the way you showed where the idea came from and how it evolved into something amusing and original.

[JENY]

Great work…..
An insignificant incident triggered your mind to write these much….
Creative mind indeed….

[Linair]

I like it. It's original and i pictured it in a Louisiana accent, don't know why. Needless to say, it was very entertaining.

[Breezie Kae]

This song is so original, I love it. :)

[Samuel Dickens]

Mark, I do believe you're almost as silly as me. Lord help us--we must've been cut from the same blob of silly putty.

[John Stussy]

This blues piece matched the awesome mental musicality of the last one, Mark. You do seem to have a gift for lyrics, your words flow very well, seems to be completely natural. A singer would have no trouble at all singing this, it just needs a good singer to give it that life that sound gives. Lyrics writing treats you well, keep it up.

[Suzanne Sherif]

This is a great description of middle-aged brain-fog, if you ask me! Is it because we have so much more going on than we did when we were in our twenties, or is it just age creeping up?

Amusing lament. : )

[emmajoy]

Laughing, laughing and laughing still more! This is sort of sad-fun.. there must be a word for that - a mix of frustration bundled with a streak of humour that lets you get on with life, come what may.

' I'm so bundled up, I caint see what to say�
The tight fabric of my mind's begun to fray!
Won't these bees please sheathe their stingers,
Put my gloves back on my fingers,
And alleviate my mental disarray! '

I can hear this sung to the sound of a good old accoustic guitar, a slightly rasping voice tinged with a drop of whisky .. there's a distinct rhymn and a real flow that hits you straight between the eyes, though kindly so.. moral to read, smiling the heart and maybe, just maybe there's a itsy bitsy truth to it! :))

Love it!