Cut here, The Cure, Greatest Hits, 2001

6 08 2011

“So we meet again!” and I offer my hand
All dry and English slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it’s a look I used to know
“Three long years… and your favourite man…
Is that any way to say hello?”
And you hold me… like you’ll never let me go

“Oh c‘mon and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while…”
“Oh I wish I could… and I will!
But now I just don’t have the time…”
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye…
I still see that look in your eyes…

So dizzy Mr. Busy – Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute – sometime soon – maybe next time – make it June
Until later… doesn’t always come

It’s so hard to think “It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance”
Because it’s hard to think
“I’ll never get another chance
To hold you… to hold you… ”

But chilly Mr. Dilly – Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second – just hang on – all in good time – wont be long
Until later…

I should’ve stopped to think – I should’ve made the time
I could’ve had that drink – I could’ve talked a while
I would’ve done it right – I would’ve moved us on
But I didn’t – now it’s all too late
It’s over… over
And you’re gone..

I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much

But how many times can I walk away and wish “If only…”
But how many times can I talk this way and wish “If only…”
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish “If only…”

But “If only….”
Is a wish too late…

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Cry baby, Janis Joplin, Greatest Hits, 1973

4 05 2011

Cry-y-y … ha ha ha ha … baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Welcome back
I know she told you,
I know she told you that she loved
Much more than I do,
But I know she left you,
And you swear that
you just don’t know why,
Well, you know that I’ll always be round
If you
ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, yeah,
Oh, like
you always seem to do.
Don’t you know,
Honey, nobody ever gonna love
The way I try to do.
Who’ll be willing to take your pain
And all
your heartache, too ?
Honey, I swear I’ll always, I’ll always be around
you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby yeah, cry baby,
Oh daddy, welcome back home, yeah.
I know when you’re sharp and
round, babe,
Seems like the grass always looks greener,
When you’re
looking over there in somebody else’s back-yard
So I know what you’re tryin’
to tell me
When you say, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama,
I’ve gotta go out
shopping for my life
I’ve gotta find my, my own true third eye,
Krishna identity out there on the road there.
And although it may be
comfortable here
Sleeping in all your nice bed with all those satin
And all that nice fur, eatin’ all that chicken
Gettin’ stoned, havin’ a good time I have to go and rough it
I have to go to Africa
Or I
have to go to Omaha, or some place like that,
I have to find myself, you know
what I mean ?
So there’s this stud, man, walkin’ around the fuckin’ highways
of America with a pack on his back
Lookin’ for his identity, right
Well, I want to say baby don’t you know you left your mama here all
alone ?
You left your good lovin’ mama right at home
And that should be
identity enough for any man, ha ha ha!
So I said baby, I know that you’re
gonna come home to me some day
And I’ll be able to tell when you walk in my
front door
I do, I just do believe that I can be lookin’ in your eyes
Lord, you finally realize
So you can put your head on my shoulder,
‘Cause I know you got some more tears to share,
Come on, let it
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
Honey, cry, cry baby,
cry baby, cry,
Honey when you got some more tears to shed
Honey I
won’t let a man stand in your way, babe,
You have to snap all your fear from
the door house away dear
You just gotta let it go, baby, come on,
cry, oh, cry to me baby.
Is it a hit or a miss ?

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