"Brandy, you're a fine girl. What a good wife you would be. But, alas, my love and my lady is the sea."
Dude, you know the dude in that song knocked her up and skipped town with his stupid-ass sailor story.
And the line, "she could feel the ocean's foam rise, she saw its raging glory"? His schlong. Pure and simple.
Stupid Things About Old Fleshling Songs
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Can one of the mods move this to "Music" and merge it with the thread I started about "Bus Stop," and rename it something like "Stupid Things About Old Songs"?
Thanks.
I was listening to "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)" earlier. That last line: "You can keep the dime" has got to be the single most degrading line in history. You've wasted this operator's time with your stupid pathetic story about calling up an ex-girlfriend just to say you're not dead, and you think a mere dime is going to cover her time? What an arsehole.
Thanks.
I was listening to "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)" earlier. That last line: "You can keep the dime" has got to be the single most degrading line in history. You've wasted this operator's time with your stupid pathetic story about calling up an ex-girlfriend just to say you're not dead, and you think a mere dime is going to cover her time? What an arsehole.
A ball of Light
On a wing and a prayer
My grubby Halo
A Vapor trail in the empty air
Across the clouds
I see my shadow fly
out of the corner
of my watering eye
A dream unfriendly
by the morning light
could blow this soul
right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation
to compare with this
suspended animation
a state of bliss
All about the acid trips.
On a wing and a prayer
My grubby Halo
A Vapor trail in the empty air
Across the clouds
I see my shadow fly
out of the corner
of my watering eye
A dream unfriendly
by the morning light
could blow this soul
right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation
to compare with this
suspended animation
a state of bliss
All about the acid trips.