Okay, so no one’s answering
Well, can’t you just let it ring a little longer, longer, longer? Oh
I’ll just sit tight
Through shadows of the night
Let it ring forevermore
ELO
But then they sent me away to teach me how to be sensible
Logical, oh, responsible, practical
Then they showed me a world where I could be so dependable
Oh, clinical, intellectual, cynical
There are times when all the world’s asleep
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man
Supertramp
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, ooh, yes he was
- Dusty Springfield ( John Hurley/ Ronnie Wilkins)
Can I add a funny cartoon I saw on facebook.
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In a couple of days they come and
Take me away
But the press let the story leak
And when the radical priest
Come to get me released
We was all on the cover of Newsweek
Paul Simon
Well we’re big rock singers, we got golden fingers
And we’re loved everywhere we go
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show
We take all kinds of pills to give us all kinds of thrills
But the thrill we’ve never known
Is the thrill that’ll getcha when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(Dr Hook and the Medicine Show)
(written by Shel Silverstein!)
I’m too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I’m too sexy for Milan
Too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
And I’m too sexy for your party
Right Said Fred
Your funny cartoon strikes a note with me, Lori. Only I’m worse. I only have to hear that the news is coming on, and I run from the room with my fingers in my ears. I have a Pavlovian averse reaction to the opening noises of the BBC and the words “today’s new headlines” from anywhere. Run away!
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In New York freedom looks like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on the cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell in New York
Just got a place in New York
(U2)
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
- Bob Dylan
Just to be clear Etty, it’s not my cartoon.
I panic when a radio or TV broadcast gets interrupted with “breaking news.” I think 9/11 stuck with me.
She’s posing for consumer products now and then
For every camera she gives the best she can
I saw her on the cover of a magazine
Now she’s a big success, I want to meet her again
- Kraftwerk
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Don’t care if it’s Chinatown or on Riverside
I don’t have any reasons
I’ve left them all behind
I’m in a New York state of mind
Billy Joel singing about my hometown
I met her in a little French cafe, legs like a young giraffe
She was sittin’ readin’ Baudelaire, not exactly working class
She had a studio in St. Michel, crucifix around her waist
Che Guevara all over the wall, she can’t stand the sun on her face
Hey boys, what a look, stop a train at fifty feet
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black, red hot in black
Rod Stewart , who I incidentally don’t like but it fit in here. So many songs about his libido! Put it away, Rod.
Oh dear dad
Can you see me now
I am myself
Like you somehow
I’ll ride the wave
Where it takes me
I’ll hold the pain
Release me
Pearl Jam
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Daddy I want to let you know somehow
The things you said are so much clearer now
And I would turn the pages back
But time will not allow
The way these days just rip along
Too fast to last, too vast, too strong
- Jackson Browne
If I could turn a page
In time then I’d rearrange
Just a day or two
(close my, close my, close my eyes)
But I couldn’t find a way
So I’ll settle for one day
To believe in you
(tell me, tell me, tell me lies)
(Christine McVie/Fleetwood Mac)
All I give are little clues
Maybe one day I’ll get through
There is nothing I can do
I’ll just keep on lying to you
I only need to say its true
Your poor little heart already knew
But there is nothing you can do
I’ll just keep on lying to you
*Tame Impala
I don’t want to wait anymore
I’m tired of looking for answers
Take me some place where there’s music and there’s laughter
I don’t know if I’m scared of dying
But I’m scared of living too fast, too slow
Regret, remorse, hold on, oh no I’ve got to go
There’s no starting over
No new beginnings time races on
And you’ve just got to keep on keeping on
(First Aid Kit)
So like a pair of clowns we stand around and fight
Why can’t you get it over with and walk out of my life?
And I won’t take the blame
I was not the one who played the joker in this game
Del Amitri
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
I’m looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don’t look different, but you have changed
I’m looking through you, you’re not the same
The Beatles
You never came to me
When you were so inclined
Yes you could have told me everything you did baby
I know where baby’s at
I know your filthy mind
Now you’re gonna do me everything you did baby
Steely Dan
I don’t want to wait anymore
I just don’t think I have the strength
The strength to carry on
Oh, I don’t want to wait anymore
I waited so long
Forgot what I’m waiting for
- The Tubes
One love, one blood
One life, you got to do what you should
One life with each other
Sisters, brothers
One life, but we’re not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other
- U2