You know me better than anyone,
I can't forgive you.
You say I have no sense of fun,
I tell you that I do.
I two-step on the edge of the roof,
You call me down before I get hurt.
I tell you I need a better view,
And a clean white shirt.
I admit I'm no Bob Dylan,
Just a second-hand fill in,
My back is just kill'n,
In my head there's a drill'n,
But this ride is still thrill'n,
And together we'll be chill'n,
If you're will'n, baby,
If your will'n.
I see the fire of dragons in the sky,
The snakes crawling in our attic.
Every day that we're alive,
There's always something more dramatic.
Messages inscribed on subway faces,
Futures will be foretold.
Secrets kept in hidden places,
Anguish waiting to take hold.
I admit I'm no Bob Dylan,
Just a second-hand fill in,
My back is just kill'n,
In my head there's a drill'n,
But this ride is still thrill'n,
And together we'll be chill'n,
If you're will'n, baby,
If your will'n.
3 comments:
Great lyrics! Full of pain, though, and longing for understanding. (Again, I can’t sem to get the audio to work.) I can imagine the music, though, and this is a top-notch song! Right up there with other Blues greats!
Yeah! This is definitely one of your best, in my humble opinion! The lyrics are terrific, and mesh well with the music. Even though you seem to be taking some pot shots at my hero, I can forgive you because you do it so excellently well!
Thanks Kelp. So happy that you like. I think I mentioned that I've graduated to recording on GarageBand on my Iphone. Definitely helps the sound production values. Started by re-vamping and re-posting all the older tunes. So if you go back and listen to those songs you'll get newer versions, built on the original recording but with more instrumentation and a richer arrangement. This is the first tune I've recorded completely on GarageBand.
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