Idiom Man

A playful 60’s-style rock tune packed with clever wordplay and Beatles-inspired charm. “Idiom Man” celebrates the quirks of language through a swirl of catchy hooks, witty lyrics, and nostalgic grooves. It’s a joyful ride through classic idioms and rock ‘n’ roll flair — fun, clever, and impossible not to sing along to.

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Song Lyrics:
One, Two, Three

I am me, as you are too
Coo Coo Kachoo
I am you, as you are me
Ob-la-da, ob-la-de
(Ob-la-di, ob-la-da)

I am the Idiom man, they are the Idiom man
When we want to hear, we’re all ears
When we want to see all about, we keep an eye out
I am the Idiom man, I speak my own Jargon
(I am the Idiom man, we are Idiom men, speaking our Jargon)

Sitting on the fence, waiting for the other shoe to drop
Boy, I’ve been a little devil, that’s gotta to stop
Wearing my Sunday best, none of those Monday blues
I’m sitting on cloud nine, cuz no news is good news

I had to “bite the bullet”, because “I spilled the beans” on my own
I was hoping to break a leg, and kill two birds with one stone
It happens “once in a blue moon”, but “better late than never”
Making simple ideas into words, and phrases that sound clever

I am the Idiom man, they are the Idiom man
We are Idiom men, We speak our own Jargon
(We’re speaking our own Jargon)

I heard through the grapevine, the buck stops here
Someone let the cat out of the bag, oh dear!
But it’s no use crying over spilled milk, when things have gone south
You should ‘a taken that old silver spoon, outta your big fat mouth

It’s not rocket science, but it’s easier said than done
No pain, no gain. Time flies when you having fun
Even when it rains cats and dogs, there is no free lunch
So throw caution to the wind, but don’t get your shorts in a bunch

I am the Idiom man, they are the Idiom man
We are Idiom men, We speak our own Jargon
(We’re speaking our own Jargon)

Let’s not beat around the bush, Is this song some kind of wild goose chase
Well to make a long story short, It’ll make you blue in the face
You hit the nail on the head, so let’s let the sleeping dog lie
Catch you later, its time to say good by

I am the Idiom man, they are the Idiom man
We are Idiom men, We speak our own jargon
So take it easy, cuz we’re all done
Time flies when your having fun