My Tuesday bus journey had that day’s selection Countdown To Ecsatsy for my journey I wrote …
I don’t care, Steely Dan, I don’t care.
I don’t care about your chops
I don’t care about how long it took
To find a drum sound that pops
I don’t care about the melodic hook
I don’t care about you Steely Dan
I don’t care about your studious rhymes Of vacant people in empty lands
I don’t care so much I wrote these lines
Today is Friday and I get this. If Steely Dan are going to turn out the same dull album I’m gonna do the same review.
I still don’t care, Steely Dan, I still don’t care.
I still don’t care about your chops
I still don’t care about how long it took
To find a drum sound that pops
I still don’t care about the melodic hook
I still don’t care about you Steely Dan
I still don’t care about your studious rhymes Of vacant people in empty lands
I still don’t care so much I wrote these lines