Besedila: Soundtrack Artists. I Miss The Music.

Cioffi (spoken):
You see what I'm saying? The song itself is kind of lackluster. It lacks ..

Chris:
Yes?

Cioffi:
Luster.

Chris:
I agree. We need a completely new composition, one that's catchier than pink eye. I'll leave you to it.

Cioffi:
Well, at least now you'll have a few minutes alone with your piano.

Aaron:
Alone, yeah.

Cioffi:
Could I ask, only because I've wondered this my entire life--which would normally come first, the music or the lyric?

Aaron:
Same answer as the chicken or the egg.

Cioffi:
Ah, so it's the lyric.

Aaron:
No. It can start with a note. Which can become a phrase. And then you try hanging words off each branch, like trimming a
tree.

Cioffi:
Sounds easy enough.

Aaron:
Really? Well don't talk about love
Or you'll have to say "fits like a glove"
Or "As certain as push comes to shove"
You will pine for the woman you're constantly thinking of
You see the problem.

Cioffi:
Dangling participle. So you suggest staying away from love?

Aaron:
At all costs. And don't mention your life
Or you'll have to say "cuts like a knife"
Or refer to the heartbreak and strife
When you find that you're missing your ...

Cioffi:
Missing?

Aaron:
What?

Cioffi:
You were saying what you miss.

Aaron:
No I meant that, well ...
(sung)I miss the music

I miss the song
Since she?s not with me
It comes out wrong
It doesn?t matter
How hard I try
I?ve lost the music
I don?t know why
You may have known
Before I met her
I wrote alone
But if you ask me
What I prefer
I?d say the music
I wrote with her
When you?re writing a song
And you?ve a partner
The room is filled with jokes and chatter
She says something
You say something
She writes a line
You play a vamp
But when you?re writing a song
Without a partner
That?s a completely different matter
No one tells you ?That?s not funny?
No one says ?Let?s cut that bar?
No one makes you better than you are
I can?t pretend
I miss the music
I miss my friend
No need to ask me
What I prefer
I choose the music
I wrote with her
I liked the music
I made with ?

Georgia (spoken):
Aaron, I forgot my lyric. Can you believe it? Me.

Aaron:
Well you?re not the lyricist now, you?re the star.
Georgia? Break a leg.

Georgia:
Thanks. You can finish the song without me?

Aaron:
I?m a one-man band.
(sung)
I miss the music
I miss my friend
No need to ask me
What I prefer
I choose the music
I wrote with her
I loved the music
I made with her