7 openin couplets: stones only dept
Feb. 20th, 2008 03:09 pmYou're the kind of person
You meet at certain dismal dull affairs
Well I told you once and I told you twice
But you never listen to my advice
Prince or pauper, beggar man or thing
Play the game with every blow you bring <--- 2ns line a bit lame but 1st line awesome
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black <--- BING IS A GOTH
What a drag it is getting old:
"Kids are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say
I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
All my friends are junkies (That's not really true) <-- bit in brackets makes it work
Tell me a story/
About how you adore me! <--- haha the kind of thing v!ck sez :)
You meet at certain dismal dull affairs
Well I told you once and I told you twice
But you never listen to my advice
Prince or pauper, beggar man or thing
Play the game with every blow you bring <--- 2ns line a bit lame but 1st line awesome
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black <--- BING IS A GOTH
What a drag it is getting old:
"Kids are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say
I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
All my friends are junkies (That's not really true) <-- bit in brackets makes it work
Tell me a story/
About how you adore me! <--- haha the kind of thing v!ck sez :)
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Date: 2008-02-20 03:45 pm (UTC)4 - haha paint it GOTH!
5 - Mother's little helper
I'm a bit crap at the Stones. I should know the last one :(
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Date: 2008-02-20 03:46 pm (UTC)ferryama ditto
Date: 2008-02-20 03:58 pm (UTC)Well i´m here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I tried but I could not find a way
Looking back all I did was look away
You're heard enough of the blues and stuff
You're pretty swell now, 'cause you're pretty tough
I am for a life around the corner
That takes you by surprise
Blue sunsets and grey lagoons
Silver starfish with honeymoons
The bogus man is on his way
As fast as he can run
Here the soil is barren
Here nothing growws but crosses
The sky is dark, the wind is cold
The night is young before it's old and grey
Here as I sit at this empty cafe
Thinking of you
Lex will come to like the Rolling Stones someday
Date: 2008-02-20 04:43 pm (UTC)Mick Jagger was best lyricist ever, and I don't mean that as hyperbole (though maybe Johansen at his too short very very best beats him).
Number One gets even better with next lines, "Center of a crowd talkin' much too loud/Runnin' up and down the stairs." I love the [unintentional?] juxtaposition of her midcrowd and her running up and down stairs, as if one naturally accompanies the other. Is probably a precursor to Johansen's "We can't take her this week/Don't wanna hear another speech/Waitin' for a better day to hear what she's got to say," which only took him three lines to arrive at what took Mick the whole song to ken to, which is that he really cares about this girl.
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Date: 2008-02-20 07:39 pm (UTC)Re: Lex will come to like the Rolling Stones someday
Date: 2008-02-20 07:25 pm (UTC)Re: Lex will come to like the Rolling Stones someday
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