I’m sure that’s all me. I think it has something to do with expectations coloring what you hear. I only learned what the line really is hearing the recent remake by whomever it was. Then listening to Don Henley, I hear it correctly and clearly, so I just don’t know why I never heard it right before.
“If God had a face, what would it look like?”
(refers to the euphoric effect of heroin, and the desire to “touch the face of God” that one feels when high)
“And would you want to see”
(a cautionary statement to the addict, if the illusion of the trip was ripped away while high, what would be the result?)
“If seeing meant that you would have to believe”
(and a “bad trip” ensues. The come down crash when reality lands is hard…)
“In things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints and all the prophets?”
(this one is often debated among her fans…consensus seems to be she’s referring to mistaking watching the Teletubbies for a saintly vision while going through a bad withdrawal).
Thus, the Simon and Garfunkel rule remains valid 
I like Heart, but this bugs me. All I Wanna Do is Make Love To You
Uh, no, what you mean is, all I wanna do is get knocked up by you. There’s a reference to “love at first sight”, “loving arms to hold on to”, and the refrain is about “making love”, but the story is really about a chick who wants a baby but her husband, whom she loves, is infertile. So she cruises around picking up guys and finds some young stud one rainy evening, takes him to a hotel she knows well, and has wild, passionate sex all night long, then sneaks out in the morning leaving a note not to try to find her. Later they cross paths by accident, and she has to explain the baby that has his eyes. Right.
Look, I don’t mind if you want sex for sex’s sake. I don’t mind if you aren’t monogomous. I think it’s pretty tacky to get knocked up in secret, and what, pretend the baby is the husbands? But what annoys me is characterizing the cheap one night stand as “making love”. Bleh.
Promiscuous Girl bugs the crap out of me. If she’s promiscuous girl, and he’s promiscuous boy, the what’s with all the talk? Just bang each other. Yeesh.
I grew up listening to , and hating, my Dad’s beloved Country Music.
A few years back I worked in a bar and grill (that called itself a ‘nightclub and steakhouse’) that had live country music and a country DJ to fill in. I was listening to so much country my ears were bleeding–but once I learned to blank out the inane, repetitive music, the lame-ass lyrics finally bled through into my conciousness.
I have blissfully scrubbed all trace of the songs themselves from my brain, but I still remember the conclusions I reached:
Approximately 90% of all country love songs are written from the point of view of stalkers and would, if true, result in restraining orders.
Country girls must really hate their pathetic choices, because over half of their songs are about how much they hate the country guys available to them and at least a quarter of them are about some kind of vengeance or retribution towards them.
Patriotism apparently equals idiocy and intolerance as almost every song about ‘our country’ goes against the actual principles the US was founded on, contains factual/logical errors, or is just plain offensive in their attitude towards foreigners and immigrants.
I could go on, but I’m starting to hear those whiny, twangy voices in my head again and it’s time to drown them in sweet, sweet liquor.
It’s also grammatically incorrect. As a rhetorical device it’s postulating a hypothetical present, so it ought to use the conditional subjunctive on the verb:
“What if God were one of us?”
Compare and contrast “If I were you I’d get that looked at by a doctor”.
Meant to second that with a rowdy “AMEN!” Look, the guy may be a sack of excrement. Maybe he’s two-timing you with some blond. But guess what, that’s not illegal, whereas carving your name in the leather seats of his truck? Yeah, that pretty much is. If I were a DA, I’d park your ass in jail for a night or two, then have you make financial restitution and community service till you learn the difference between trash talking him to your girlfriends and damaging property. Put a sign in his yard? Go for it. Show up at his work and make a scene? Petty, but as long as you’re not violent, acceptable. Trashing his vehicle? You need some serious therapy to help you with your daddy issues.
Aww, crap, now I can’t remember what I came to post. 
They were just trying to say that they can still love Alabama without feeling that they have to answer for every dumb thing the governor says and does, by way of analogy to how every American doesn’t feel that they have to answer for every dumb thing the president says and does. When he says “Watergate does not bother me,” he’s not saying that he approves of the Watergate break-in, he’s saying he doesn’t feel he has to answer for it because he didn’t have anything to do with it. He’s basically shrugging his shoulders and saying “yeah, the governor of our state is pretty screwed up, but so is the president of the country that you and I share, and I don’t feel any particular guilt over either of the jerks.” If you’ve traveled through another country and gotten bombarded with criticism over the foreign policy decisions of a U.S. President that you didn’t vote for, you’ll understand the sentiment.
KT Tunstall, “Big Black Horse and a Cherry Tree”
Of course he’s not the one for you. He’s a horse.
There’s a song called ‘Ride on Time’ that goes, and I quote, ‘AAGHH AAAGHH, AAGHH AAGHH, AAAGHAAGHHAAAGHH AAGHHH, RIDE ON TIME, RIDE ON TIME, RIDE ON TIME, RIDE ON TIME.’ Repeat ad infinitum.
All I can think when I hear it is, a) What on earth does this person want me to do? b) Why is she screaming it at me? and c) How much better would this world be if someone just put her out of our misery?
Bwahahahaha water down nose!!