Dance like an Egyptian.
I don’t think Egyptians really dance like that. But if you do, you’re going to look silly.
Plus your speakers will get all sticky.
When you’re alone and life if making you lonely, you can always go downtown. Linger on the sidewalk where the neon lights are pretty. How can you lose?
Eventually, someone will offer to sell you some heroin, and then you’ll be totally sorted – really! Then you can sleep in subway or stand in the pourin’ rain and just generally not give a fuck about anything. It’s awesome.
It is a fatalistic philosophy which, if generallyadopted, would result in the lack of any meaningful attempts to affect the future and improve the lot of mankind in general and oneself in particular.
“Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light…”
Hey, c’mon, she’s a whore, she has to pay her bills. She’s not gonna make it trying to get along on your brokedy-ass income, buddy!
“Party like it’s 1999”
Woohoo! Turn up the volume on that Ricky Martin CD and stockpile some canned goods for Y2K 'cause I just scored some tickets to The Phantom Menace!
Then too, all those Beatles songs telling us that “Love is all you need” and “Love is the answer” made a certain sense in a decoupaged plaque / T-shirt slogan / Hallmark card kid of way, but try applying them to life, and you’ll end up very disappointed.
Bearing in mind we are talking about your *death *here–just what do you hope for?
If your hope is not dying, well, that is not a realistic goal.
“Hope I die before I get old.”
“Don’t fear the reaper”
“just get on the bus Gus”
yeah, right, I did that…ended up in Reno…and some guy kicked me the nuts just to watch me cry. Hell, I coulda stayed home for that and saved the time and bus fare.
Presented that way, there are at least two ways to interpret that bromide.
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If the person you feel passion for is unavailable and shall remain so, accept that and find a way to love someone who IS available.
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If your lover is away, fuck your neighbor.
The first interpretation is not bad.
Thread winner!
My understanding is the song was about having sex with groupies during a tour (“cause your baby is so far away”).
So I’m going to agree with it being bad advice.
I find it awesome and delightful someone brought up the Volstead Act here, that’s all. It’s a great act, right up there w/ the Mann Act.
It was Walk Like an Egyptian; I’m no anthropologist but I don’t think they slithered.
Terrible advice in a lyric - The Tubes, ‘She’s a Beauty’;
You can say anything you like,
but you can’t touch the merchandise.
She’ll give you every pennies worth,
but it will cost you a dollar first.
You can step outside your little world.
You can talk to a pretty girl.
She’s everything you dream about…
but don’t fall in love…
She’s a beauty —
one in a million girls,
she’s a beauty.
Why would I lie?
Listen, buddy, she’s great and you can spend money on her but she’s pretty! So, don’t fall in love w/ a pretty girl. Why would I lie?
I’m pretty sure it’s about groupies.
The song is about groupies, yes. The Doper I responded to quoted a single line from the song, and I said that that single line, without a context, could be taken in at least two ways.
The song advises the listener to not fall in love with a stripper. That strikes me as good advice. Strippers act really friendly, but that’s because it’s their job to act friendly.
Let’s go take some drugs and drive around
Drive around
Gas up the car, get some beer too
How about a sixpack for me and a twelvepack for you
the Silos
A great one maybe, but by no means a good one.
Otherwise, thanx!