The Jukebox

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain, oh
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

there must be some kind of way out of here
said the joker to the thief
there's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
businessmen they drink my wine
plowmen dig my earth
none of them along the line
know what any of it is worth

no reason to get excited
the thief he kindly spoke
there are many here among us
who feel that life is but a joke
but you and I we've been through that
and this is not our fate
so let us not talk falsely now
the hour is getting late

all along the watchtower
princes kept the view
while all the women came and went
barefoot servants too
outside in the cold distance
a wildcat did growl
two riders were approaching
and the wind began to howl

Jimi. definitely Jimi.

I'm looking forward to the "In Heaven You Know They Got a Hell of a Band" version of that song - with Dylan on vocals and Clapton and Jimi trading guitar solos.

you say I only hear what I want to
you say I talk so all the time...so
and I thought what I felt was simple
and I thought that I don't belong
and now that I am leaving
now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you
yeah, I missed you
and you say I only hear what I want to
I don't listen hard
I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
to anyone, anywhere
I don't understand if you really care
I'm only hearing negatives, no, no, no, no...
so I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up
and this woman was singing my song
lover's in love and the other's run away
lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay
some of us hover while we’re waiting for the other who was
dying since the day they were born, well,
well, this is not that, I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown
and I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure
you try to tell me that I'm clever
but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere, with you
you said that I was naive and
I thought that I was strong, oh
I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave"
oh, but now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you
yeah, I missed you
you said, "I caught you 'cause I want you and one day I'll let you go"
you try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just so
scared to lose
and you say, "stay."

and you say I only hear what I want to...

My earworm since 7:45 this am when someone said "fair thee well" to me:

Fare you well, my honey, fare you well my only true one.
All the birds that were singing are flown, except you alone.

Going to leave this brokedown palace,
On my hand and knees, I will roll, roll, roll.
Make myself a bed in the waterside,
In my time, I will roll, roll roll.

In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside I will lay my head.
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy,
Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home.
It’s a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago.
Mama, mama many worlds I’ve come since I first left home.

Goin’ home, goin’ home, by the riverside I will rest my bones,
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

Going to plant a weeping willow,
On the bank’s green edge it will grow, grow, grow.
Sing a lullaby beside the water,
Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll.

Fare you well, fare you well, I love you more than words can tell,
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

hey, I like her outfit!

and her hair's kinda like mine, only shorter.  and her glasses are kinda like the ones I wear sometimes.

that's not me, is it?

That Frosti is a sneaky bastard.

You keep those to yourself, buster.

psst...Amie...I guess he doesn't know about the ones we have of him...

heeheeheeheeHEE!

oops.

was there lots of giggling?  and a telephoto lens sticking out? 

'cause, um, that wasn't us.

Nope, not us.

Nope.

Boy, you can just best believe
I'm the only girl in your life
I'll be your sugar in the morning
And the sweet stuff U need at night
And you can just best believe
When it come down to makin' love
I'll satisfy you every need
And every fantasy you think of

So when U need a little piece of mind
Come on over, boy, any time
I'll keep you happy and so satisfy
In my house, my house

Oooh

Boy, any time, day or night
When U call me, I will be there
Just call me up on the phone
When U need someone 'round to care
And when you feel sad and blue
You just come and see me anytime
I'll kiss away all your tears
And your fears you can leave behind

So when U need a little piece of mind
Come on over, boy, any time
I'll keep you happy and so satisfy
In my house, my house
So when U need some love and tenderness
And it's me, baby that U miss
Here's the key to unlock the door to my house, my house

<aside> the U instead of you makes me think Prince wrote this.

U know it!

He Was In Heaven Before He Died

©John Prine

There's a rainbow of babies
Draped over the graveyard
Where all the dead sailors
Wait for their brides
And the cold bitter snow
Has strangled each grassblade
Where the salt from their tears
Washed out with the tide

Chorus
And I smiled on the Wabash
The last time I passed it
Yes I gave her a wink
From the passenger side
And my foot fell asleep
As I swallowed my candy
Knowing he was in heaven
Before he died

Now the harbor's on fire
With the dreams and desires
Of a thousand young poets
Who failed 'cause they tried
For a rhyme without reason
Floats down to the bottom
Where the scavengers eat 'em
And wash in with the tide

Repeat Chorus:

The sun can play tricks
With your eyes on the highway
The moon can lay sideways
Till the ocean stands still
But a person can't tell
His best friend he loves him
Till time has stopped breathing
You're alone on the hill

Repeat Chorus:

(All right)
Hey there, all you middle men
Throw away your fancy clothes
And while you're out there sittin' on a fence
So get off your ass and come down here
'Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man
To me it makes good, good sense

Good sense
Ow
Oooh yeah

Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar
We got vibrations coming up from the floor
We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise
Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more

We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die

Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll it will survive

Yes it will, ha ha ha ha

I took a look inside your bedroom door
You looked so good lying on your bed
Well, I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love
You said you wanna rock 'n' roll instead

We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die

Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll

Oh Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die

Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll it'll never die

Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll
Oh
Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll

I still get goose-bump, chills, willies flashbacks listening to this song.  It's the littlee bit in the middle - that they so understate as "guitar solo" that makes me go nirvanic.  I do pity all those poor foolskids who haven't never got the Led out.

Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you
Lots of people talkin', few of them know
Soul of a woman was created below, yeah

You hurt and abused tellin' all of your lies
Run around sweet baby, Lord how they hypnotize
Sweet little baby, I don't know where you've been
Gonna love you baby, here I come again

Every day I work so hard, bringin' home my hard-earned pay
Try to love you baby, but you push me away
Don't know where you're goin', only know just where you've been
Sweet little baby, I want you again

  (Guitar Solo)

Been dazed and confused for so long, it's not true
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you
Take it easy baby, let them say what they will
Tongue wag so much when I send you the bill, oh yeah, alright.

I was listening to my "Who: Live at Leeds" disc the other day, and just flat re-blown over by the raw power they had. 
<more goose-bumps, chills, etc.>

unknown songs too, like this one:

Oh well a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days

You know in the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know nowadays
It's the old man,
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said nothing

Everybody knows that a young man ain't got nothin'.
Everybody!
Everybody knows that a young man ain't got nothin'
He got nothin'
Nothin'

Take it easy on the young man
They ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said they ain't got nothin'!
They got sweet f**k-all!

this bed is on fire
with passionate love
the neighbors complain about the noises above
but she only comes when she's on top

my therapist said not to see you no more
she said you're like a disease without any cure
she said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
ah, you think you're so pretty...

caught your hand inside the till
slammed your fingers in the door
fought with kitchen knives and skewers
dressed me up in women's clothes
messed around with gender roles
dye my eyes and call me pretty...

moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I find you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
you're driving me crazy, when are you coming home?

(James)

Enough with the mood lighting, I'm not in the mood
Apparently I don't have the right attitude
Do you think this is a seance, maybe that's what we need
Then we could channel some of the dead air between you and me

Dry your new age tears, let's stick to the facts
Don't need your phony pearls of wisdom, you can have them back
Don't want your earnest sympathy, keep it to yourself
If I'm gonna be alone I'd rather be my myself

[Chorus:]
Turn the lights back on
Turn the lights back on
That trusting girl you knew is dead and gone
She's dead and gone

You've read The Road Less Traveled
You think you know everything
A little knowledge can be such a dangerous thing
If you'd look in the mirror I could tell you what you'd see
It'd be a real education, tuition's free

How could you just sit there all those years
And watch me throw away
Everything I wanted and worked for
And the dreams I couldn't even say
Didn't it ever occur to you to once ask me why
I guess it didn't, and I think that's maybe worse than a lie

[Chorus:]
Turn the lights back on
Turn the lights back on
That trusting girl you knew is dead and gone
She's dead and gone

I was deaf, dumb and blind when I came to you
I trusted you, you said I was supposed to
But you couldn't understand me, you couldn't even see
Your hand before your face, much less me
So you told me all this stuff about you, pretended it was about me
And I'd have been better off with nothing

[Chorus:] [2x]
Turn the lights back on
Turn the lights back on
That trusting girl you knew is dead and gone
She's dead and gone

Whoa - harsh. 

Glad you're feeling better a little, a.

Oh - and dude, I've even heard of James - although that's entirely due to the fact that Alana liked them at one time.  I didn't mind their stuff.  Don't remember a lot about it, to be honest.  Seemed pretty smart and musically interesting - wasn't just pop-schlock.

Heh, the song doesn't reflect my attitude. I just used the phrase "you said i was supposed to" in an email today, and the song popped into my head. Putting it here was an attempt to dislodge the earworm. Unsuccessful, I might add.

<hums the Muppets theme>

I am feeling better, thankee. Hope jenb is too.

Why, I wonder, is my heart full of holes
And the feeling goes but my hair keeps growing
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
I'm bragging
I'm always in love

When I let go of your throat-sweet throttle
When I clean the lash of your black-belt model
Will I catch the moon
Like a bird in a cage
It's for you I swoon
I'm always in love

I don't get the connection
If this is only a test
I hope I do my best
You know I wont forget

When I fold the cold in my jet-lag palm
When I soak so long I forget my mother
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
I'm bragging
I'm always in love

It's a drag I sang
I'm always in love
I'm worried
I'm always in love

I'm worried
I'm worried
I'm worried
I'm always in love

Jim Morrison?

Yay!

Dude, I hope that was the Jayhawks' version of that song - that's what I have running through my head.  :)

 

And now, thanks to todays Get Fuzzy strip, I have this Dylan song running through my head.

Ballad of a Thin Man

You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

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Speaking of ear-worms, here's this mornings'.

Down at the lido they welcome you
With sausage and beer
Klaus and the rooster have been there too
But lately he spends his time here

Hangin’ with the mayor and all his friends
And nobody cares
Where the sailor shuts out the sunrise
Blacked out on the stairs

Chorus:
Knock twice, rap with your cane
Feels nice, you’re out of the rain
We got your skinny girl
Here at the western world

Ruthie will give you the silver key
To open the red door
Lay down your jackson and you will see
The sweetness you’ve been cryin’ for

In the night you hide from the madman
You’re longing to be
But it all comes out on the inside
Eventually

Chorus

In the night you hide from the madman
You’re longing to be
But it all comes out on the inside
Eventually

Chorus