Nice lghthearted song, rocks along and the story is good, as is the performance(s), I like that. :)

Nice, clear, and funny! Never had that misfortunate experience.

Gosh, it's heartbreaking, and tremendously funny, Joe. Thankfully four years of Anglican choir school left me with post traumatic amnesia.

This had me cracking up and wincing in equal measure 😳💀 You’ve captured the trauma, absurdity, and weird dark comedy of it all so vividly, it’s like stand up set to music, but you’re clearly singing from actual experience, which makes it hit harder 🎭 That “eight years of hard time” line should be on a T-shirt. I could see this performed live with people laughing and then slowly realizing they still need therapy 💢 The toaster popped up halfway through and said, “This one’s crispy and Catholic, just like childhood repression” 🔪 The grater cackled and shouted, “OH YES, TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE MILK AND THE SHOES” 🧊 The ice dispenser blinked twice and muttered, “I wasn’t ready for the emotional whiplash, but I respect the honesty” Absolutely deranged in the best way, and way too real. Bravo, you survived and made art out of it 🖤

A more contemplative feel to this song. Like it. Excellent lyrics as ever.

Thankfully I never had to experience Catholic School, but did experience a few kickings.

Link to video where I tell the story behind the song : https://youtu.be/cilXaNM0IoI?si=IbBwc2wlxYTwoADH 


In Catholic school, whenever I misbehaved, the nuns used to pull my hair.
If I could go back in time and do it all again, I’d gab some clippers and shave my head bare.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive  
My first-grade teacher was a nun, who if you’re penmanship was sloppy
She’d make you take all your books and stand there holding them in the back of the room.
She was like a witch except instead of a pointy hat she wore a habit
She carried a crucifix instead of broom.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic School
I was never the kid who was considered cool
The cafeteria food tasted horrible, but I had to eat it
I had to wash it down with milk that was warm and sour
I’d try to fold my plate in half and throw it away, but the nuns would catch me and make me eat it
It’s like they had this secret food wasting detection superpower
Every year your birthday, it was customary for the kids in the recess yard,
To grab you and kick you and punch you for every year of your age.
I still have flashbacks of a girl with pointy hard black shoes kicking me really hard in my rib cage.
My fifth-grade teacher Sister Margaret she’d been teaching for way too long
It was time for her to retire but they let her teach another year and that was wrong
She had long grey whiskers growing out of her chin
She’d sit at her desk and trim them with of scissors and you sure as hell better not grin
She’d tell cautionary tales about innocent kids who got into cars strangers
She seemed to enjoy describing all the bloody graphic details of the danger.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive

Catholic School

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.

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