COMMENTARY! LYRICS/LINER NOTES

Produced, Orchestrated, Recorded and Played by Jed Whedon Recorded at Burnside Studios, Los Angeles, CA

Music and Lyrics by Jed Whedon
Performed by Simon Helberg
Piano Solo by Simon Helberg

 
Nobody wants to be moist
A bunch of overactive pores
I struggle opening doors
And I lose every tug of war

Nobody wants to be wet
Though sweet soul I do secrete
Can’t make damp fingers snap to the beat

The microphone is dripping
My baritone is slipping
A rhyme into this line I’ll have to foist
Nobody want to be moist

Nobody wants to be moist
Though on the dance floor I glide
On stairs I’m petrified
(That’s how Harry Wismer died)

Nobody wants to be soaked
Though it is with a graceful ease
I deduce in which way blows the breeze

Oh sure I have the power
To make paste from a powder
But last time I did that no one rejoiced
Nobody want to be moist

A man so ancillary
My little song is buried
Not till the Commentary is it voiced
Nobody wants to be
Nobody wants to be
Nobody wants to be moist