I'm sitting at my laptop in my flat. I have the French doors open to let in the c-h-i-l-l-y fresh air. (I'm doing my best not to complain. It's freakin' Memorial Day for crying out loud! Um...oops.)
I'm drafting the next installation of Bad Design of the Week, but I'm feeling a little distracted so it's slow coming.
Up until 2 minutes ago, I could barely hear my neighbor's music. Now I'm singing along to Green Day's Basket Case. Just prior, they were blasting American Idiot. Do you think they're trying to tell me something?
Janelle Renée's Song of the Day:
Basket Case by Green Day
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything
All at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or I'm just stoned
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex
That's bringing me down
I went to a whore
She said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
It's bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Uh, yuh, yuh, ya
Grasping to control
So I better hold on
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or I'm just stoned
3 comments:
There's something about that phrase, "uh yu yu ya." You just know it sounds better with the music than in print.
"Do you think they're trying to tell me something?"
Not at all.....
It certainly sounds like your having the
"Time of Your Life"!
;)
~ Scot
Oscar: Uh, yu, yu, ya can say that again.
Scot: A sign of senility or old age (or both!)--I read your comment and my mind started playing Dirty Dancing's theme song, "I Had the Time of My Life." Pretty sad, especially since my post was all about Green Day. Anyway... thanks for your comment!
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