David Ker

Writer, musician and more.

Hi! I’m David Ker. — May 18, 2021

Hi! I’m David Ker.

I am the founder of Little Zebra Books. I am a writer and musician. I live in Cape Town, South Africa.

My writing:

Download “Cyber-Psalms”

Download “The Bible Wasn’t Written To You”

Download “Marked For Deletion”

Listen to my music:

 

Even If – new/old single — July 24, 2021

Even If – new/old single

Listen to “Even If” on your favorite streaming platform. (And show your support by adding it and folloiwng me.)

I wrote this song in 2018 and it as one of the first songs I released. But I decided there were some things I’d like to improve so this is a new/old version. Thanks to Ben and Jimmy for the incredible cello arrangement and for all the band for making this song so special.

Inside Your Sunlight – Single Release — June 15, 2021

Inside Your Sunlight – Single Release

Album art courtesy Marleen “Paddy” Visser

I wrote this song in 2018, and it has always had very special connections for me with my family. At the time I was struggling with mental health issues and having my family care for me and love me just felt like being bathed in sunlight.

I wrote it first thing on a Sunday morning and then tried it out with Andrew playing guitar and singing harmonies. You can see a snippet of that in this video.

Click here to stream the music on Spotify, Apple Music and more.

Superman (Andrew’s Birthday Song) — May 18, 2021

Superman (Andrew’s Birthday Song)


Superman
(c) 2005 David Ker

Written for my son, Andrew, for his birthday.

Flying bravely through the air
Helping victims everywhere
No one laughs at his underwear
They don’t dare!

It’s Superman!
He’s faster than a speeding bullet.
It’s Superman!
More powerful than a locomotive.
It’s Superman!
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.
He’s the coolest guy around.

It’s a bird! It’s a plane!
Got a crush on Lois Lane.
Got a problem? He’ll save the day.
Chasing all the bad guys far away.
He’s the coolest guy around.

It’s Superman!
Faster than a speeding bullet.
It’s Superman! More powerful than locomotive.
It’s Superman!
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.
He’s the coolest guy around.

He’s super, man!
It’s Superman!

Flies like a kite. Wears blue tights.
Has some issues with kryptonite.
Not a guy you want to fight.
He’s super, man!

He’s Superman!
Faster than a speeding bullet.
He’s Superman! More powerful than locomotive.
He’s Superman! Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.
He’s the coolest guy around.

Superman!
It’s su-per man
Woooooo!

Iceland (The Happiest Place On Earth) —

Iceland (The Happiest Place On Earth)

Iceland (The Happiest Place On Earth)
(c) 2003 David Ker

Not sure when this strange song was written but i did write it in the Hot Dog house in Mozambique when I heard that Iceland had been ranked as the happiest place on earth.

It is a Calypso-style song.

Intro
Ice ice Iceland …

V1
Iceland is such a nice place
Children all dressed in bright clothing
A smile on every face

Iceland is such a happy place
Happiest place in the world
Or so the survey says

C1
What is their secret in Iceland?
What is the source of their fun?
40 below and its covered in snow
The laughter never ends

V2
Iceland is such a nice place
Hot springs, volcanos and glaciers
Cover the island’s face

Iceland is such a happy place
The happiest darn people in the human race

C2
An economy based mostly on fishing
A diet comprised mostly of fish.
Pickled shark meat on their plates
Is considered a tasty dish

C3
I wish that I lived in Iceland.
I wish that I owned a yurt.
I wish that I could eat puffin hearts
Without those cute little birds getting hurt.

Outro
Iceland is such a nice place
Iceland is such a nice place
Iceland is such a nice place

Push-ups For You —

Push-ups For You

Push-ups for you
(c) 2019 David Ker

Get the song “1-2-3-4” by Plain White Ts in your head. Then read these lyrics. I was trying to write a sort of happy Jason Mraz-ish song. Girls really don’t appreciate how awesome guy-muscles are.

V1
When we first met
I don’t know why
But suddenly I’d feel shy
I’d start to tell you something then I’d stop.

The first time you caught my eye
I suppose I was a nice enough guy
But I didn’t have muscles that really pop.

C1
So I’m doing push-ups for you.
Gonna build big biceps for you
Your heart will turn to goo
When you see my muscles.

Gonna be ripped.
Your mind will be tripped.
When you see the heavy lifting I can do.
Gonna win your love
Doing push-ups for you.

V2
Six weeks later I’m a brand new guy
With my bulging arms I’m ready to try
To win your love with my muscles that will make your jaw drop.

I see you walking by
Time stands still and I say hi
You don’t even notice my muscles. What a flop!

C2
So I’m doing push-ups for you.
Gonna build big biceps for you
Your heart will turn to goo
When you see my muscles.

My shirt will be tight
I’ll be a bulging sight.
Cupid’s arrow will have taken flight.
Gonna win your love
Doing push-ups for you.

Bridge
Maybe it’s my calves?
Or I need more chiseled abs?
It rankles because my mankles aren’t so shapely It’s true.

If I do enough squats
You might just get the hots for me.
Until you do
I’m gonna do push ups for you.

Chorus to finish

Nobody Loves Me (Quite Like I Do) —

Nobody Loves Me (Quite Like I Do)

Nobody loves me (quite like I do)
(c) 2018 David Ker

A song about Internet narcissism. In 2018, I decided it was the year to start recording my music. And I also tried promoting it on Facebook, YouTube, Instagram and this website. The result was I spent increasing amounts of time tooting my own horn while wondering why no one seemed to care. In 2019, I’m hoping to focus more on making music rather than promoting it. If you like your music that’s all you really need. And your Mom probably says she likes it, too.

V1
Nobody loves me
Quite like I do.
Laughs at my jokes
likes all my posts
Watches my videos all the way through.

C1
Nobody loves me
Nobody loves me
Nobody loves me
Quite like I do.

V2
Like and subscribe I plead
Tap all my photos til your fingers bleed
Comment on my posts in your Facebook feed
Why’s that so hard to do?

C1
Nobody loves me 3x
Quite like I do.

Bridge
How many fans would be enough
Patrons and subscribers declaring their love
Who thought it’d be so tough
For them to see my special qualities

V3
I’m puzzled by your inability
To appreciate all the wonders I can see
When I look at me
Not sure just what I can do

C2
To help you love me
Why can’t you love me
Nobody loves me
Quite like I do.

Didn’t See It Coming —

Didn’t See It Coming

Didn’t see it coming
(c) 2018 David Ker

A song about marital miscommunication, a subject which I am especially proficient in. This song has a Motown feel. Can’t wait for this one to come out.

V1
Seemed like
a good idea at the time.
Talk about what’s on our minds.

Two hearts
shouldn’t move to a different beat.
Cant find a rhythm
With four left feet.

Pre
Now I’m starting to wonder
If I just made a colossal blunder.
Rocked the boat
And it’s going under.
Hoped for sunlight
I got thunder.

C1
Didn’t see it coming at all.
Tried to open a door
And hit a wall.
I didn’t see it coming.
Maybe I should stick to drumming.

Didn’t see it coming at all.
Tried to build a bridge
And it’s starting to fall.
I didn’t see it coming.
And I didn’t see it coming at all.

V2
There seems
To be a slight mistake
About the point
That I tried to make.
Can we start this over?
This time Ill try to say it slower.

Pre
Now you’re starting to wonder
If there’s been a colossal blunder.
The boat is rocking
And you’re going under.
Looks like sunlight
But sounds like thunder.

Chorus

Fine Fine Fine —

Fine Fine Fine

Fine Fine Fine
(c) 2018 David Ker

A song written for my son, Henry. Bunny rabbits. Angel cars. This song has it all.

Intro
Fine, fine, fine!

V1
I never lose my head
cuz it’s attached to my neck
I never lose my cool cuz I’m as cool as heck
When I’m swinging my moves you’d better hit the deck
I’m feeling fine fine fine

V2
Out of sight is out of mind
A bird in the bush is the very best kind
I can’t wait for the planets to align
I’m feeling fine

Pre
Fine Fine Fine We’re running out of
Time Time Time to leave the world
behind

Long squealy guitar solo

Chorus:
There’s no need to make up your mind
You and I’ve got plenty of time
The mistakes we make won’t cost us a dime.
We’re feeling fine fine fine.

Pre
Fine, fine, fine!

Bridge

I’m floating toward the stars
Angels pass me in angel cars
I see a light appear
Someone’s drawing near
There’s nothing to fear (whisper)

Chorus

When you leave the world
Behind Fine Fine when you leave the world
Time Time Time to leave the world behind
We’re almost out of time.

V4 (Hand clap verse)
Tell me why are you in such a hurry?
Running from your past toward a future you cant see.
Move too fast and things start getting blurry
We get so caught up trying to be free.

V5 (Screaming guitar loud verse)
Bunny rabbits are so cute and furry
Hide and wait for them behind the tree
Future thoughts just make you worry
Right here right now you and me (build build build)

We’re feeling mighty fine. Echo echo echo

Maybe repeat Chorus

Chorus 2
I’m feeling fine fine fine
When I leave the world behind fine fine
We’re running out of time
Time time
to leave the world behind

I Don’t Care About Your Blues —

I Don’t Care About Your Blues

I Don’t Care (About Your Blues)
Set to “OctoBlues” by Kevin MacLeod

A Blues song about Blues songs.

V1 (trading with guitar)

What’s left to say about the blues
That hasn’t already been said?
The only folks that aren’t feelin’ blue are probably already dead

There’s always something to complain about
The price of milk and bread.
If I have to hear anymore of your whining
I might just lose my head.

Life is hard so deal with it, man
And get up out of your bed.
You think you got problems well here’s some news:
I don’t care about your blues.

V2 (with laid back guitar)

I don’t care about your blues.
I got enough blues of my own.
Go buy yourself a box of crayons if you want another color. I can’t stand to hear you moan.
I said I don’t care about your blues, you big baby.
Go cry to your mamma on the phone.

There’s nothing left to say about the blues
That hasn’t been sung a thousand times before.
Your woman left you. You lost your job. You’re sad and lonely because you’re poor.
If you start playing the harmonica I swear I’m gonna kick you out that door.
You think you got problems?
Well now you got one more.
You just keep it to yourself.
Because I don’t care about your blues.

Build A Fancy Castle —

Build A Fancy Castle

Build a fancy castle
(c) 2018 David Ker

I have to actually try to NOT write songs about the beach. Walking on the beach is a great place for inspiration. This song wrote itself while I was walking on Muizenberg beach. This song was written in part because I needed festival song to get people bouncing.

V1
Build a fancy castle
lined with shells and pretty stones
Dig a hole to China
Bury Dad up to his nose

The waves come in
The tide goes out
There’s sand between your toes
Whoa oh oh oh oh

V2
The tide comes crashing in
And all your work is gone
You’re wet up to your kneecaps
Wondering where it all went wrong

you’re waiting for the handclaps
And someone hits a gong
Whoa oh oh oh oh

pre
Though Your plans are reduced to rubble
most of your troubles
Will pop like tiny bubbles
In your hand
When you’re Playing in the sand

Chorus
You just gotta go like this
Life is hit and miss
Wave goodbye and blow a kiss
It’s not hard to understand
When you’re playing in the sand

Solo

Bridge:
Give yourself a hand
Your feet are on dry land
It never turns out how you planned
When you’re Playing in the sand

V3
All the stuff You cried about
The waves have washed away
Write your dreams down on the sand
Then just go and play

Stead of sitting in a funk
Crying cuz your boat is sunk
And your cookie took a dunk

Chorus
You just gotta go like this
Life is hit and miss
Wave goodbye and blow a kiss
It’s not hard to understand
When you’re playing in the sand

Bridge
Give yourself a hand
Your feet are on dry land
It never turns out how you planned
When you’re Playing in the sand

Chorus last time

You just gotta go like this
Life is hit and miss
Wave goodbye and blow a kiss
It’s not hard to understand
When you’re playing in the sand