Category: Comedy

A Woman's Plight, Comedy, Male Bonding, Songs

“Get Along Back” (Electronica Dance Groove / Driving Song)

Candid Corvid Productions

By Athena Stairs, November 9, 2025

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

And they mistake (pause) me for a woman that’s crazed
Ain’t ever seen one on fire that ain’t been insane

But they forget (pause) what makes life feel alive
Is burnin’ passion for love – just give the place and the time

I’m movin’…

I’m groovin’…

I’m movin’ on gettin’ on jumpin’ back on that track
And there ain’t no way baby that they’re draggin’ me back

Because it’s high (pause) time we give that booty a smack
And there ain’t no point to loosin’ if we can’t win it back

I’m movin’…

I’m groovin’…

And there ain’t no point to loosin’ if we can’t win it back

I’m movin’…
(Get along back)
(Get along back)

I’m groovin’…
(Get along back)
(Get along back)

We’re movin’…
(Get along back)
(Get along back)

We’re groovin’…
(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

(Get along back)
(Get along back)

I’m groovin’…

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Obviously bumpin’ rhythmically…layered female voicing of one woman of many minds coming into “concert,” etc.

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A Woman's Plight, Comedy, Male Bonding, Unicorns

Capricorns I’ve Known

Candid Corvid Productions

Like unicorns brandishing horns
Climbing to the top of mountains

Bugling their vision unhearing
Other sight having equal merit

What pressures felt to be right
Rooted in earth bound so tight?

Telescopic points of dissuasion
Difficult to budge if bargaining

Goat head-butting forcing truths
Demanding respect’s adherence 

Knocking others off their paths
Chiding them for not following

I wonder if they had been raised
With more gentility of generosity

Perhaps they wouldn’t need to worry
About being so righteous in their glory

And my love for them wouldn’t be wasting
Upon sharp stones where it was trampled

Note that I too can
Brandish my horn

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(Revised from original unposted writing in April)