"…And almost immediately I felt sorry
'Cause I didn’t think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn’t think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions
And I want a boyfriend
I want a boyfriend
I want all that stupid old shit
Like letters and sodas
Letters and sodas
I can feel it in my bones
I’m gonna spend another year alone
It’s fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was seventeen
Fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was twelve"
~Liz Phair, "Fuck and Run"
(I didn’t bloom quite as early as 12, but you catch my drift ;))
Oh, to you I would give the songs I write
the words I pray and the morning light
that comes into this room today
if you would only rise if you would only say
I want you to take up all of my time
I want you because you’re funny and kind
and we’ll be easy from now on.
*While everybody’s out making time,
You can’t help thinking you’re the last in line.
She’s the finest thing you’ve ever seen,
You wrap your arms around her in your dreams.
When she smiles it brings you to your knees,
You want to tell her, but you always freeze.
*
Don Henley - Love Rules
It’s true that all the men you knew were dealers
who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It’s hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender,
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much
not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he’ll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
And then leaning on your window sill
he’ll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he’ll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
xanadu, that is a song I learned at my school in fourth grade. It’s called “Our House”, and it’s one of my all-time childhood favorites. I don’t know who wrote it or who may have sung it originally.
The regular homeroom fourth-year teachers taught us our music classes… they were two ladies who played guitar and had a totally bizarre repertoire of songs. Some of the stuff they taught us actually kept me up at night!
There are more verses to “Our House”, too, and they are hilarious. If you want 'em, e-mail me.
“I never got my licence to live
They won’t give it up
So I stand at the world’s edge
I’m dying to break in
But I know it’s not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That’s when I want
Some weird sin…”
"Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can’t help but ask myself how much I’ll let the
fear take the wheel and steer.
It’s driven me before, and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal.
But lately I am beginning to find that
I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there with open arms and open eyes.
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It’s driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
But lately I’m beginning to find that
when I drive myself my light is found."
Saw a bird with a tear in his eye
Walking to New Orleans my oh my
Hey, now, Bird, wouldn’t you rather die
Than walk this world when you’re born to fly?
If I was the sun, I’d look for shade
If I was a bed, I would stay unmade
If I was a river I’d run uphill
If you call me you know I will
If you call me you know I will
Say what I mean and I don’t give a damn
I do believe and I am who I am
Hey now Mama come and take my hand
Whole lotta shakin’ all over this land
If I was an eagle I’d dress like a duck
Crawl like a lizard and honk like a truck
If I get a notion I’ll climb this tree
or chop it down and you can’t stop me
Chop it down and you can’t stop me
Ooo, freedom
Ooo, liberty
Ooo, leave me alone
To find my own way home
To find my own way home
Went to the well but the water was dry
Dipped my bucket in the clear blue sky
Looked in the bottom and what did I see?
The whole damned world looking back at me
If I was a bottle I’d spill for love
Sake of mercy I’d kill for love
If I was a liar I’d lie for love
Sake of my baby I’d die for love
Sake of my baby I’d die for love
Three songs for me… Stanley Brothers-Rank Strangers
I wandered again to my home in the mountains/
Where in youths early dawn I was happy and free/
I looked for my friends but I never could find them /
I found they were all rank strangers to me/
Everybody I met seemed to be a rank stranger/
No mother no dad not a friend I could see/
They knew not my name and I knew not their faces/
I found they were all rank strangers to me/
They’ve moved all away said the voice of a stranger/
To a beautiful home by the bright crystal sea/
Some beautiful day I’ll meet them in heaven/
Where no one will be a stranger to me *
Pink Floyd- Comfortably Numb
*
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse/
Out of the corner of my eye/
I turned to look but it was gone/
I cannot put my finger on it now/
The child is grown, the dream is gone/
I have become comfortably numb…
* Osbourne Brothers-Rocky Top
I’ve had years of cramped up city life/
Trapped like a duck in a pen/
All I know is it’s a pity life/
Can’t be simple again *
No lyrics come to mind to sum up my life at the moment, but my junior year of college, I realized it was time to break up with my emotionally screwed up boyfriend when I thought about him everytime I heard this part of “Burning Too” by Fugazi:
Anytime but now
Anywhere but here
Anyone but me
I’ve got to think about my own life
If it was a band name instead of lyrics it would be “Sublime”. But they got lyrics too so:
I’m in the mood. Are you ready? I’m in the mood, Come on now.
&
The bars are always open and the time is always right.
&
Two pints of Booze, tell me are you a badfish too?
& finally
All the dj’s do it, all the dj’s use it, I would run, I would switch, but I wanna be the same, and I know I’ll find a reason 'Cause I always bust a rhyme because it takes up nearly all my time. The “T” hear stands for treason, the “D” hear stands for dub, And maybe I just use too,
Maybe I’m just used too much.
There’s not a heart that ain’t been broken
a lie that ain’t been spoken
a shattered dream that brandnew love cain’t fix.
I been lied to, I been cheated
but this old heart’s still beating
don’t look back,
it’s just whiskey under the bridge
So dance a little closer and I’ll help you get over
the love you thought you never would forget…
I have climbed the highest mountain, I have sailed across the sea
I have wrestled with my demons, and woke up with only me
I have been around the block, three times maybe four
And I think I deserve just a little more
I have made some big mistakes, and I’ve paid a heavy price
I found a little peace between will and sacrifice
I have watched as all my dreams went walking out the door
And I think I deserve just a little more
Yeah, my blood’s so mad,
Feels like coagulatin’,
I’m sittin’ here,
Just contemplatin’,
I can’t twist the truth,
It knows no regulation,
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation,
And marches alone can’t bring integration,
When human respect is disintegratin’,
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’,
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
The Eve Of Destruction Barry McGuire
30 years later, some of the issues are different, and some of the people who wanted to change the world, did. But its still damn frustrating.