7 posts tagged “lyric”

This is the song I have in my head at the moment (for all the correct reasons), but it doesn't fit yesterday. Yesterday was an odd day.  I started out being bitched out at work for something stupid that wasn't my fault, and then told that I could have the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend off (go me - 4 days off this weekend and 5 off next.  Course, I have annoying commitments many of those days, but still, it's not at work.)  I also have made peace with some stuff that came to a head over the weekend.  So while things aren't resolved, I'm in a decent place thanks to my own strength, good friends, and a good therapist.  Not necessarily in that order.

So I've been trying to figure out what song fits yesterday and this is the one that comes to mind first.  And it says a lot that I can recognize those I have let in and, while I'm still farking scared to death, I hope know trust hope that they won't intentionally hurt me. 

We're in an evolution
I have heard it said.
Everyone's so busy now but
Do we move ahead?
The planets hurling and
Atoms splitting
And a sweater for your love you sit there knitting.

I don't know where it all begins.
And I don't know where it all will end.
We're better off for all that we let in.
- Indigo Girls, "All That We Let In"

Sorry.  Was super busy at work yesterday then came home and prepared a kick ass dinner of meatloaf, spinach/leeks and peppers, rice, and garlic bread.  I have to say, it rocked.

You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach.
And you'll never drill for oil on a city street.
I know you're looking for a ruby
In a mountain of rocks,
But there ain't no Coupe de Ville
Hiding in the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.

I can't lie
I can't tell you
I'm something I'm not.
No matter how I try
I'll never be able
To give you something
Something that I just haven't got.

There's only one girl
That I will ever love.
And that was
So many years ago.
And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart,
She never loved me back,
Oh, I know.

I remember how she left me on a stormy night,
She kissed me and got out of our bed.
And though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door,
She packed her bags and turned right away.

And she kept on telling me
She kept on telling me
She kept
On
Telling me

I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way
I'm ever gonna love you.
Now don't be sad,
Cuz two out of three ain't bad.
- Meatloaf, "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad"

Ok.  I'm done with the hope thing...  ;)  Cuz, you know, 'tis the season to be a jackass.  And to that end, I bring you Mr. Garrison:

I heard there is no Christmas
In the silly Middle East
No trees, no snow, no Santa Claus
They have different religious beliefs

They believe in Muhammad
And not in our holiday
And so every December
I go to the Middle East and say...

"Hey there Mr. Muslim
Merry fucking Christmas
Put down that book the Koran
And hear some holiday wishes.

In case you haven't noticed
It's Jesus's birthday.
So get off your heathen Muslim ass
and fucking celebrate.

There is no holiday season in India I've heard
They don't hang up their stockings
And that is just absurd!

They've never read a Christmas story.
They don't know what Rudolph is about
And that is why in December
I'll go to India and shout...

Hey there Mr. Hinduist
Merry fucking Christmas
Drink eggnog and eat some beef
And pass it to the missus.

In case you haven't noticed
It's Jesus's birthday
So get off your heathen Hindu ass
and fucking celebrate!

Now I heard that in Japan
Everyone just lives in sin
They pray to several gods
And put needles in their skin.

On December 25th
All they do is eat a cake
And that is why I go to Japan
And walk around and say...

Hey there Mr. Shintoist
Merry fucking Christmas
God is going to kick your ass
You infidelic pagan scum.

In case you haven't noticed
There's festive things to do
So lets all rejoice for Jesus
And Merry fucking Christmas to you.

On Christmas day I travel `round the world and say,
Taoists, Krishnas, Buddhists, and all you atheists too,
Merry Fucking Christmas, To You!
- South Park Christmas, "Merry Fucking Christmas"

Meant to post this one yesterday...

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a study in black and white of my fingerprints. 
And the only reason I'm singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar situation,
or you may be in a similar situation,
and if you're in a situation like that there's only one thing you can do
and that's walk into the shrink wherever you are
just walk in say "Shrink, You can get anything you want, at Alice's restaurant."  And walk out. 

You know, if one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and they won't take him. 
And if two people, two people do it,
in harmony, they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it,
three, can you imagine, three people walking in singin’ a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out.
They may think it's an organization. 
And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,
I said fifty people a day walking in singin' a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out.  And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is -
the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement.
And all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it comes around on the guitar.
With feeling. 
So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and sing it when it does.

Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant.
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant.
Walk right in it's around the back,
Just a half a mile from the railroad track.
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant.
- Arlo Guthrie, "Alice's Restaurant"

Ok.  Brian, it took a lot for me to NOT do the other song.  But, all things being equal, I'd rather smile at the memory that this song evokes for me (god, ALA NOLA was a fabu trip) than laugh about the joke that went wrong.  Which will be in a post later this weekend, I swear. 

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Tellin' me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs

Takin' more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there
'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quakin'
My mind was achin'
And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long...
-AC/DC, "You Shook Me All Night Long"

Continuing the Wolf theme (well, that and Xanadu2, my iPod, just played it)

In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt
I'm after you
Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Straddle the line
In discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt
I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
- Duran Duran, "Hungry Like the Wolf"

As much as they're searching for their sound, Wolfmother does have some good songs.  This is one of the ones I really like:

Have you been to the carnival
I would like to see you
There's a whole lot of people there
Who would like to be you
With the white unicorn
Across her shoulder
Makes you think that she might of been
Someone who's older

And I know it's on your mind
We've been drinking from the wine
That we drank from the serpent's vine
Now we live in another time
We could live together
- Wolfmother, "White Unicorn"