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Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Some Lyrics

Everyone's posting lyrics about where they're at. Here's mine:

A Girl Called Johnny

I remember Johnny - hey!
Johnny come lately
I remember her shoes like a ballerina.
A girl called Johnny who
Changed her name when she
Discovered her choice was to
Change or to be changed.

I remember a girl called Johnny
Black as hell and white as a ghost,
Don’t talk about life or death
She'll say I’ve had enough of both;
A girl called Johnny who was not scared -
They’d have torn her into pieces but
Nobody dared!

I remember a girl called Johnny
The drink of the town, boy she got on it!
Without looking back, with barely a word,
If she said goodbye, well I never heard,
But the noise goes on
The noise, the jazz!
She's in somebody else’s hands,
And the house that a girl called Johnny built
Is now just ashes and sand
Ashes and sand
Ashes and sand

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'Losing my Religion'

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me,
The lengths that I will go to for
The distance in your eyes...
Oh no! I've said too much!
I set it up.

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you,
And I don't know if I can do it,
Oh no! I've said too much!
I haven't said enough...
I thought that I heard you laughing!
I thought that I heard you sing!
I think I thought I saw you try!

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions,
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool.
Oh no! I've said too much!
I set it up.

Consider this, consider this,
The hint of the century...
Consider this,
The slip that brought me
To my knees
Failed!
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around?
Now I've said too much.
I thought that I heard you laughing!
I thought that I heard you sing!
I think I thought I saw you try!

But that was just a dream.
That was just a dream.

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I wonder who Georgia's lyrics in her blog are aimed at. I wondered, but I'm not sure.

I think she knows.

yours
Mab
xxxxx
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