So I found this praying mantis . . .
I had my camera so I took some footage. He was very combative - attacking the camera, as you'll see in the video. So I wrote a song pretending I was in his shoes I think I captured his take-no-prisoners attitude and defiance.
I recorded his feet hitting the strings on my guitar and developed the melody from that - which is why it has an "open string" sound to it.
More music at tinyurl.com/brtoykf
Here are the lyrics:
I'll killya killya killya killya
Don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya
Don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya
You'll never get me into you jar
Feel that breeze coming up it's gonna take me far
It's summer time let's sleep under the stars
Out under the bright lights of Venus and Mars
But you just want to lock me away
And take me out and put me on display
But don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya
Don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya
Living just to fight the good fight
Because survival's not enough to satisfy
I've learned a thing or two about your ways
How destruction follows you throughout your days
So exit now my personal space
Or I'll wipe that haughty smile off of your face
Don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya
Don't mess with me
I'll killya killya killya killya