Here’s the pella for ”Dancing in Puddles”
RIP David Bowie

Two files uploaded: a wet preview pella, with effects typical of the genre and era and a dry flac for remixing.

“Dancing in Puddles”

I’m standing out at the front of the party
in the rain I can’t compete
their black bodies in their raincoat drab
and their their heads pointed down at their feet
Pay no attention to the water a flowing
and reflections from the light on the street
the gutters full
but their minds are empty
can’t see paradise under their feet

And the rain falls down
keeps on falling on down

Hey, loosen up come and join me
I’m jumping in puddles running down on the street
I saw a man with a cool reflection
with no wellingtons down on his feet
Just give permission to your inner child
imagination we’ve forgotten to seek
sensibility somewhere else
responsibilty a slap on the cheek

It’s 3am and the rains falling heavy
with an urgency I just can’t beat
“I wear my suit that is dry clean only
from the pages of French magazine…
you can have all your parties
I’m busy down splashing whoever I meet…
join me now feeling naughty
swimming my way up and down on the street”

And the rain falls down
keeps on falling on down

Hurry up come and join me
We’re jumping in puddles running down on the street
Stay away from them black-eyed susans
lookn down on you they’re full of deceit
Let’s give permission to your inner child
imagination we’ve forgotten to seek
sensibility somewhere else
responsibilty a slap on the cheek

Hurry up come and join me
We’re jumping in puddles running down on the street
impetuositys on my mind
Lets leave the boredom to the tired and the meek
and grab a moment that is hard to find
put a bookend to your working week
give permission to your inner child
dance in puddles as we move down the street!
(puddles running down on the street)

ScOmBeR x 2021