Sit down at your piano without any ideas. Start with Bennie and the Jets (or this Ben Folds song, doesn't matter either way), then, casually glance at a tweet that places the hint of The Simpsons' fake Michael Jackson "Lisa it's your birthday" song in your head. Make up words that kinda hopefully sound cool and maybe mean something to someone. Finish writing and recording the whole thing before you notice any similarities in the melody to The Simpsons' song. Finish with a polyphonic slow build to give the illusion of substance. Realize there are only four songs left and freak out. Song Discussion CHRIS: In Cuba, apparently a "rum and coke" is called a Cuba Libre. The drink is also called that at a small Cuban restaurant in Toronto's west end, where they cost $8 and go down quick. And then you get back from your friend's birthday dinner all full of Cuban sovereignty juice and sit down to write and record a song and this is what you get. I think "their words can't hurt me anyway / at least that's what they say" is a clever enough lyric. Not sure if there's anything to the rest of it. But meh it's fine. Except seriously now, four songs left! Let's make these the best four songs since Four Songs, amirite? (Steve, we need to find some time to get together and put some effort into this, yeah?) Lyrics God you’re back again Tempting me with words I’m too weak to defend No ordinary friend With benefits that have to end But their words can’t hurt me anyway The messages we send A grownup game of make believe and let’s pretend Just when I think I’m on the mend The seams all start to burst and bend But their words can’t hurt me anyway Their words can’t hurt me anyway At least that’s what they say Wrapped up so tight we might break Bless my soul I’m on the take It’s these feelings I can’t shake It’s these feelings I can’t shake Break my bones, break apart Break the rules break my heart It’s these feelings I can’t shake It’s these feelings I can’t shake Credits Words and music: Chris Tindal Chris Tindal: Piano and vocals