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Me: The Musical
04.27.04 (5:34 pm)   [edit]
First of all, let me just say that it was painfully obvious that many of you didn't bother to read the entirety of my last post. Shame on you. Shame! You can hardly imagine how shocked I was to find that you were not rivited to my ever word. ;-) (In the future, I'll see what I can do to liven things up around here). In all seriousness, for those of you who didn't quite make it down to the bottom, let me recap: In reference to the Degas painting I boldly asked you to share song lyrics that were intimate and deeply personal - lyrics that were defining and/or seemed to be written directly about you... which could explain why so few of you decided to answer the call. A big thanks to the few of you who did, however, respond to that charge. Of course, I'd still welcome posts of that nature, so feel free to keep sharing. However, as promised, today I am going to share with you some of mine.

Now... normally, I don't like to post lyrics on here. They take up a lot of space, and seem to beg people to scroll forward to the "good stuff" - or at least to the bottom. However, in this case, I will make an exception. Since, after all, I am using these lyrics as a biography or sorts, I don't really see where I have a lot of choice but to post at lease SOME of them.

So here goes... Me: The Musical. :)

The first song I ever recall hearing as a child was Donovan's [b][u]Jennifer Juniper[/u].[/b] My mom, who played guitar and sang in a folk band in Greenwhich Village as a teenager/adult would sing it to me as I went to sleep. To this day, it's one of my favorite songs.... and in ways I probably don't even realize, it set the stage for what would become my lifelong love/obsession with music:

[i]"Jennifer Juniper lives upon the hill,
Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still.
Is she sleeping ? I don't think so.
Is she breathing ? Yes, very low.
Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ?
Jennifer Juniper, rides a dappled mare,
Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair.
Is she dreaming ? Yes, I think so.
Is she pretty ? Yes, ever so.
Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ?
I'm thinking of what it would be like if she loved me.
You know just lately this happy song it came along
And I like to somehow try and tell you.
Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax.
Jennifer Juniper longs for what she lacks.
Do you like her ? Yes, I do, Sir.
Would you love her ? Yes, I would, Sir.
Whatcha doing Jennifer, my love ?
Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper.
Jennifer Juniper vit sur la colline,
Jennifer Juniper assise tr鑚 tranquille.
Dort-elle ? Je ne crois pas.
Respire-t-elle ? Oui, mais tout bas.
Qu'est-ce que tu fais, Jenny mon amour ?
Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper"[/i]


Later as a teenager, I began to shed the skin of my mother's musical influence and in search of music that spoke directly to me. Early on, this came in the form of REM. I can still remember my mom, who loved music more than life, telling me to "turn that shit off" whenever I played either of the following:

[u][b]Superman (The Clique):[/b][/u]

[i]"(Godzilla doll opens in Japanese with "This is a special news report. Godzilla has been sighted in Tokyo Bay. The attack on it by the Self-Defense Force has been useless. He is heading towards the city. AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!")

I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything

You don't really love that guy you make it with now do you
I know you don't love that guy cause I can see right through you

If you go a million miles away I'll track you down girl
Trust me when I say I know the pathway to your heart."[/i]

and

[b][u]King of Birds[/u][/b]

[i]"A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point,
Point observation, children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold, leaves me cold.
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly

Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody's looking on
(Old man don't lay so still you're not yet young,
there's time to teach, point to point,
point observation, children carry reservations).
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away, away.

I am king of all I see, my kingdom for a voice
Old man don't lay so still, you're not yet young
There's time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly away

Everybody hit the ground. Everybody hit the ground."[/i]

Of course, no teenage experience would be complete without a brokenheart. When my time came, The Cure helped me through it with:

[b][u]Love Song[/u][/b]

"[i]Whenever I知 alone with you you make me feel
Like I am home again whenever I知 alone with
You you make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I知 alone with you you make me feel
Like I am young again whenever I知 alone with
You you make me feel like I am fun again

However far away I will always love you however
Long I stay I will always love you whatever
Words I say I will always love you I will always
Love you

Whenever I知 alone with you you make me feel
Like I am free again whenever I知 alone with
You you make me feel like I am clean again

However far away I will always love you however
Long I stay I will always love you whatever
Words I say I will always love you I will always
Love you"[/i]


Later, as the world of my youth started to fall away and I was faced with the choices of what to do with my life, Tracy Chapman's [u][b]Fast Car [/b][/u]seemed to be written directly for me as I struggled with what I had to do in order to change the course that had been (or at least felt) predetermined for my life to take:

[i]"You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way."[/i]

As real as the heartbreaks of adolescence feel, (and I believe really are), adult relationships often prove more complicated. Later struggles brought these lyrics very close to my heart.

[u][b]Break Your Heart[/b][/u]
The Barenaked Ladies

[i]"The bravest thing I've ever done
Was to run away and hide
But not this time, not this time
And the weakest thing I've ever done
Was to stay right by your side
Just like this time, and every time
I couldn't tell you I was happy when you were gone
So I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart
I couldn't tell you, so I had to lead you on
But I didn't mean to break your heart

And if I always seem distracted
Like my minds somewhere else
That's because it's true, yes it's true
it's this stupid pride that makes me feel
Like I have to follow through
Even half-assedly, loving you
Why must I always speak in terms of cowardice?
When I guess I should have just come out and told you right from the start
Why must I always tell you all I want is this?
I guess 'cause I didn't want to break your heart

And you said
What'd you think that I was gonna do,
Curl up and die just because of you?
I'm not that weak, you know
What'd you think that I was gonna do,
Try to make you love me as much as I love you?
How could you be so low?
You arrogant man,
What do you think that I am?
My heart will be fine
Just stop wasting my time

And now I know that you will be okay, and that I got what I want
and that's rid of you
Good bye
And it's not cause I'll be missing you
That makes me fall apart
It's just that I didn't mean to break
No I didn't mean to break
No I didn't mean to break
Your heart "[/i]

And then of course, there are those rare and fleeting moments in life when all the stars in the sky seem aligned and things feel as though they couldn't possibly be more perfect. During this time in my life, The Softies provided an excellent soundtrack (no pun intended):

[u][b]Excellent[/b][/u]

"[i]you say that nothing is better than this
I feel the same and let you know with each kiss
that I love you
this thing is bigger than you or me
from here to heaven or across any sea
it's true

oh sweetie everything's excellent
oh sweetie everything's fine

I know I've said it already before
but every time means even more
I swear it's true
I'll never go back to how I was
I don't have to now because
I have you

oh sweetie everything's excellent
oh sweetie everything's fine

how did I get so lucky
or when will someone wake me
from this dream

it's much too good to be real
I can't belive the way I feel
but it's true

oh sweetie everything's excellent
oh sweetie everything's fine
everything's fine[/i]"

And finally, more recently, when my faith in things personally, professionally, spiritually and otherwise has been shaken greatly, the following lyrics speak to me in ways that are difficult to explain:

[u][b]I Want To Believe[/b][/u]
Lori Carson

[i]" want to believe you.
I want to believe in this.
When everything is wrong
will you come through?
I want to believe you.
I want to believe you.
I want to believe in this.
When everything is wrong
will you come through?
will you come through?
will you come through?
When everything is wrong?
I want to believe you.
I want to believe in this.
When everything is wrong
will you come through?
I want to believe you.
I want to believe you.
When everything is wrong
will you come through?
Will you come through?
Will you come through?
Will you come through?"[/i]

[u][b]They[/b][/u]
Jem

[i]"Who made up all the rules
We follow them like fools
Believe them to be true
Don稚 care to think them through

And I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry it痴 like this
I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry we do this

And it痴 ironic too
Coz what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way

And I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry it痴 like this
I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry we do this

Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this
Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this

Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it痴 true
that ignorance is bliss

Who are they
And where are they
And how do they
know all this
And I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry it痴 like this

Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it痴 true
that ignorance is bliss

And who are they
And where are they
And how can they
know all this
And I知 sorry so sorry
I知 sorry we do this"[/i]


Ok... first of all, to those of you who made it all the way to the bottom of this, I should first apologize. This is far too long. But believe it or not, I cut several songs before settling on these. Believe me, posting lyrics of this nature is not going to be a habit. Not only is it probably fairly boring for the reader... but b/c these songs are so personal, it's also pretty tough to be brave enough to hit "publish." On the other hand, I have to admit that using lyrics in an autobiographical sense as I have done here has also been interestingly cathartic. Again, I'm sorry for the length. Thanks for indulging me. And if any of you are brave enough to let the rest of us take a peak into the person you sometimes find defined in the music you listen to... well, feel free to share.
 


posted by: Lloyd (reply)
post date: 04.27.04 (4:07 pm)

"The Last Drink" by the Odds. This song is goofy, which is kind of me, but when my best friend had a cancer scare I found that I could completely identify with the guy in the song. I would probably behave in much the same way in a similar situation.

Carrying your ashes from bar to bar
I'm in a mess & you're in a Mason jar
With you under my arm like a football
I'm not ready to let go & that is all
you were never big on conversation and that hasn't changed since your cremation
And I feel most times like you do
You know I feel most times like you do
I wish that I was hardnosed
Fight a forest fire with a garden hose
And be brave enough right now to start on something new
You were right there in the urn light as a feather
If my hands weren't shaky I'd glue you back together
This watering hole was our favourite stop
So I'll take off the lid and pour a drink down the top for you
And I'll pull down on that magic lever
That makes it stay the past forever
And I feel most times like you do
You know I feel most times like you do
Someone's stabbed my voodoo doll
Now it hurts each time that nature calls
And you're lucky that nature's finished calling out to you
You were down to your very last little belt loop
But you were tougher than a pitbull in the paratroops
And if you're afraid of getting hurt you suffer more ills
Like the hypochondriac who dies choking on his pills
So I should swallow really hard & deal with this pain
Cause I'm as wasted as a neatfreak in a hurricane
And I feel most times like you do
You know I feel most times like you do
I thought I was the one that died
And this was heaven's weird amusement ride
But you pinched me in the dream & I saw it wasn't true
So I'm dumping your ashes on the floor
And we'll laugh as people slip on you while coming in this door
And I'll drink on what you said to stop my feet draggin'
"No one dog's bark should ever stop the wagon


By the way, my friend was fine, but the song still means a lot to me.

Sorry for the long message.



posted by: chicalookate (reply)
post date: 04.27.04 (5:57 pm)

There are a lot of BNL songs that hit me hard. "The Flag", "What a Good Boy" and "Off the Hook" in particular. Thanks for sharing your songs. This was a great post.



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.27.04 (7:37 pm)

Reply to: Lloyd


Gosh... I never would have pegged you as goofy. ;-)

Seriously, thanks for sharing. Sounds like a cool song. Glad your friend pulled through.

j



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.27.04 (7:37 pm)

Reply to: chicalookate


Those are all good songs... there's a lot more to BNL than meets the eye.

Thanks, Kate! :)



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (11:19 am)

Your momma taught you well, and now I got that Donovan song stuck in my head.
You have good taste in music and a nice lookin blog.
Here is a great song from a great album and a tremendous artist ( Old School )


Van Morrison
Album: Tupelo Honey
Brand New Day

When all the dark clouds roll away
And the sun begins to shine
I see my freedom from across the way
And it comes right in on time
Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light
And it comes from the sky above
Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me
And lights my life with love

Chorus:
And it seems like and it feels like
And it seems like yes it feels like
A brand new day, yeah
A brand new day oh

I was lost and double crossed
With my hands behind my back
I was longtime hurt and thrown in the dirt
Shoved out on the railroad track
I've been used, abused and so confused
And I had nowhere to run
But I stood and looked
And my eyes got hooked
On that beautiful morning sun

Chorus

And the sun shines down all on the ground
Yeah and the grass is oh so green
And my heart is still and I've got the will
And I don't really feel so mean
Here it comes, here it comes
0 here it comes right now
And it comes right in on time
Well it eases me and it pleases me
And it satisfies my mind




posted by: SoulSeeker (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (3:23 pm)

I have a couple songs, so excuse the length of this comment...

Yeah, Blink 182 - I miss you fits me once in a while, if not the lyrics but the music.. it's something I can feel..
I mean..yeah...
"I Miss You"

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you I miss you)
(I miss you I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)

This one, fits more for my friends... I came to the realization last night that I can hardly function without them... and that, having to live without them completely in my life, kills me.. Literally.

I Spent all last night - my birthday - doing a lot of crying, even when chatting with said friends by phone/voice chat.
I just.. miss them..so deeply that it hurt to breathe for a while..
"It Only Hurts When I'm Breathing"

Hope life's been good to you
since you've been gone
I'm doin' fine now--I've finally moved on
It's not so bad--I'm not that sad

I'm not surprised just how well I survived
I'm over the worst, and I feel so alive
I can't complain--I'm free again

[Chorus:]
And it only hurts when I'm breathing
My heart only breaks when it's beating
My dreams only die when I'm dreaming
So, I hold my breath--to forget

Don't think I'm lyin' 'round cryin' at night
There's no need to worry, I'm really all right
I've never looked back--as a matter of fact

[Repeat Chorus]

It only hurts when I breathe

Mmm, no, I've never looked back--
as a matter fact

[Repeat Chorus]

Hurts when I'm breathing
Breaks when it's beating
Die when I'm dreaming
It only hurts when I breathe

Yeah, this song carries a lot of meaning for me..
A few years ago I was in such a funk that all I listened to was
"Movies" - Alien Ant Farm
"Bleed" - Cold
Various Cranberries Songs
And almost a lot of Depressed songs..
"Bleed" - Cold

I'm feeling crossed
I take it inside
Burn up the pain
My thoughts are strange
Just like the things
I used to love
Just like the tree that fell
I heard it
If art is still inside
I feel it

I wanna bleed
Show the world all that I have inside
I wanna scream
Let the blood flow that keeps me alive

Take all these strings
They call my veins
Wrap them around
Every fucking thing

Presence of people
Not for me
Well I must remain in tune
Forever
My love is music
I will marry melody

I wanna bleed
Show the world all that I have inside
I wanna scream
Let the blood flow that keeps me alive

Won't you let me take you
For a ride
You can stop the world
Try to change my mind
Won't you let me show you
How it feels
You can stop the world
But you won't change me

I need music
I need music
I need music to set me free
To let me bleed
It's how I live I suppose.. I suppose I could have happier songs, but these are the one's that stuck out when I thought about it on the top of my head.. That and Road Trippin' - Red Hot Chili Peppers.. Fits me and my parents in a way!! ^_^ We did a lot of travelling when daddy was in the military..
Yup, again, sorry for a hella long comment.
(My blogs no Better.. SoulSeeker, check it out if you ever get really bored or want to read various rants lol..)



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (3:34 pm)

Reply to: SoulSeeker

Whoa! Thanks for taking the time to leave such a long comment. I appreciate it and the lyrics.

Actually, I love songs with sad lyrics... in most instances I find them the most powerful. I feel that soon I shall do an entire post on heartbreaking lyrics. I hope you will contribute to the discussion then to.

Thanks again!

j




posted by: billyv (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (4:08 pm)

Are you kidding me? I never knew that was what was on the beginning of Superman by REM. Talk about feeling old. When did that come out - '86? I was a sophmore in college.



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (4:19 pm)

Reply to: billyv

86 is it. You're the man! :) Great song. :)



posted by: DragonBait22 (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (5:46 pm)

I definitely use song lyrics to define my life, but I find it difficult to look back and decide which songs would best provide the soundtrack to my life. When I was little, my two favorite songs were George Harrison's "I Got My Mind Set On You" (if that's the title, I don't know) and "Kingdom of Rain" by The The. Obviously not really for personal reasons, I just liked them. And "A Night Like This" by the Cure always reminds me of when I was young, also.

I know how overrated you think Kurt Cobain is and all, but I have to admit that my entire perspective on life was alterred by his death, and Nirvana was practically all I listened to in 6th grade.

Then, my early high school days were definitely spent riding around aimlessly listening to Dave Matthews Band's Crash over and over.

But, I think "Friday I'm In Love" by the Cure was the ultimate song for me throughout high school- a good friend of mine and I wrote our own version, "Friday I Hate You," to express our unhappy sentiments.

"She" by Green Day helped me accept that I have no reason to worry about other people's opinions ("She's figured out all her doubts were someone else's point of view"), and "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman also seemed directed at me over the past year or two. For a while I could barely listen to it without coming close to tears...

Alright, now you're probably regretting that you invited me over to your blog. ;)



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (5:55 pm)

Reply to: DragonBait22


Absolutely, I'm so glad you're back. Maybe, I should give all you Cobainists and opportunity to defend your point of view. Maybe there is something about the grunge-one that I just don't get. Hmmmm... has my muse struck again? :)

Don't stay away so long next time. :)





posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (5:58 pm)

Reply to: DragonBait22


Maybe I should learn to write properly as well. That should read:

"Absolutely NOT, I'm so glad you're back. Maybe, I should give all you Cobainists AN opportunity to defend your point of view. Maybe there is something about the grunge-one that I just don't get. Hmmmm... has my muse struck again? :)

Don't stay away so long next time. :)"

Whew! I hope that's a bit better. :)



posted by: DragonBait22 (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (6:14 pm)

Reply to: juniperflux
Lol, yeah right, I know what you really meant. But you can't get rid of me. ;)

I think maybe the reason Cobain was such a big deal to so many of us is just because there wasn't very much going on in the music world at the time, and then grunge came along and we finally had something new and something to define our generation, I guess.



posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (6:15 pm)

Reply to: DragonBait22

How old are you?

(If you don't mind me asking)



posted by: DragonBait22 (reply)
post date: 04.28.04 (6:49 pm)

Reply to: juniperflux

21.



posted by: jenxer (reply)
post date: 04.29.04 (8:39 am)

Age 17 - my first crush. I learned how fucked up people can be and I liked it. Depeche Mode - It Doesn't Matter.
As I lay here with you
The shame lies with us
We talk of love and trust
That doesn't matter

Though we may be the last in the world
We feel like pioneers
Telling hopes and fears
To one another

And oh what a feeling
Inside of me
It might last for an hour
Wounds aren't healing
Inside of me
Though it feel good now
I know it's only for now

The feeling is intense
You grip me with your eyes
And then I realise
It doesn't matter

Age 19. Don't ask me why, but the Smith's Unhappy Birthday. I learned passion was not love.

I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
because you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(but I won't cry)
Loved and lost
and some may say
when usuallly its Nothing
surely you're happy
it should be this way?
I say "No, I'm gonna kill my dog"
and: "May the lines sag heavy
and deep tonight XXX"
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
becasue you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(But I won't cry)
Loved and lost
some people say
when usually its Nothing
surly you're happy
it should be this way?
I said "No"
and then I shot myself
so, drink, drink, drink
and be ill tonight
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind

Then at 25, I realized it's okay to be loved by the nice guy. I mean really loved. Dramarama's Anything.

OK what is it tonight?
please just tell me what the hell is wrong,
Do you want to eat, do you want to sleep, do you want to drown?
Just settle down, settle down, settle down...
I'll give you candy, give you diamonds, give you pills,
Give you anything you want, hundred dollar bills,
I'll even let you watch the shows you want to see,
Just marry me, marry me, marry me...

I'm so sick of you tonight,
You never stay awake when I get home,
Is something wrong with me, something wrong with you?
I really wish I knew, wish I knew, wish I knew...
I give you candy, give you diamonds, give you pills,
I give you anything you want, hundred dollar bills,
I even let you watch the shows you want to see,
Because you married me, married me, married me...
Married me, married me, married me...

I was young I learned a game,
that love and happiness were the same,
And now I'm older and I don't play,
I found out the hardest way,
I got wasted, she got mad, called me names and she called her dad,
He got crazy and I did too, wondering what I did to you.
I gave you candy, gave you diamonds, gave you pills,
I gave you anything you want, hundred dollar bills,
I even let you hear the songs I want to sing,
I'll give you anything, anything, anything...
I'll give you anything, anything, anything...
I'll give you anything, anything, anything...
Anything...
Anything...
Anything...




posted by: jenxer (reply)
post date: 04.29.04 (10:11 am)

I hadn't listened to any of the above songs in quite sometime. I got out Strangeways, Here We Come and dusted it off. I couldn't help but smile.

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