Shon Papri

You should come ‘round mine …

We could drink some wine
In the summertime
It could be quite nice

Actually …
I think I might just have the bottle
To myself

~ Kate Nash, Shit Song

12 January 2010 • music lyrics kate nash shit song

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Plays: 85

What A Good Boy (Live) - Barenaked Ladies

When I was born, they looked at me and said,
“What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy.”
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
“What a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl.”

We’ve got these chains that hang around our necks
People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same,
When temptation calls, we just look away.

Chorus
This name is the hairshirt I wear
And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair.
This song is the cross that I bear,
Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me … be with me tonight.
I know that it isn’t right … but be with me tonight.

I go to school, I write exams,
If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out,
Does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they’ll soon forget ‘cause it won’t take much for me
To show my life ain’t over yet.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange.
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change.
I wake up scared, I wake up strange
And everything around me stays the same.

Chorus

I couldn’t tell you that I was wrong,
Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song.
I couldn’t tell you that you were right,
So instead I looked in the mirror,
Watched TV, laid awake all night.

We’ve got these chains, hang ‘round our necks,
People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same when temptation calls …

Chorus

When I was born, they looked at me and said,
“What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy.”
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
“What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl …”

3 January 2010 • reblog: rowanboat • music lyrics barenaked ladies what a good boy

Tangled Up in Blue

Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wond’ring if she’d changed it all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standing on the side of the road
Rain falling on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues getting through
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first meet
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split it up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over my shoulder
“We’ll meet again someday on the avenue”
Tangled up in blue …

She was working in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at her side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I’s just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me “Don’t I know your name ?”
I muttered something underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
“I thought you’d never say hello” she said
“You look like the silent type”
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue …

~ Bob Dylan

1 January 2010 • lyrics bob dylan tangled up in blue

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Plays: 33

Gravel ~ Ani DiFranco

And maybe you can keep me from ever being happy
But you’re not gonna stop me from having fun …

1 January 2010 • music gravel Ani DiFranco lyrics

206. princess diary ~ Amadika ~ Flickr

i’m a pixie
i’m a paperdoll
i’m a cartoon
i’m a chipper cheerful free for all
and i light up a room
i’m the color me happy girl
miss live and let live
and when they’re out for blood
i always give

the man behind the counter looks like he’s got
a half a dozen places he’d rather be
and furthermore it looks like he’s prepared
to take it all out on me
buddy, i don’t really care what your problem is
just don’t make it mine
come on kids, let’s all hold hands
and pretend we’re having a good time

maybe you don’t like your job
maybe you didn’t get enough sleep
well, nobody likes their job
nobody got enough sleep
maybe you just had
the worst day of your life
but, you know, there’s no escape
and there’s no excuse
so just suck up and be nice

all the privileged white kids on tv
playing at death
brandishing their cold cuts
with their ghostly makeup
and their heroin breath
and all the little fishes are flapping wildly
on their hooks
while all the top critics find great meaning
in the telephone book

the little emperor he has no clothes
so he can’t come out to play
and besides which life is suffering
and he likes it that way
and the little guy is not so friendly
but you know life has been cruel
so wipe that smile off your face baby
and try to be cool

maybe you don’t like your job
maybe you didn’t get enough sleep
well, nobody likes their job
nobody got enough sleep
maybe you just had
the worst day of your life
but, you know, there’s no escape
and there’s no excuse
so just suck up and be nice

yeah, i would like to perfect the art
of being studiously aloof
like life is just a boring chore
and i am living proof
i could join forces with an army
of ornery hipsters
but then i guess i’d be out of a job
so i guess that’s out of the picture

cuz i’m a pixie
i’m a paperdoll
i’m a cartoon
i’m a chipper cheerful free for all
and i light up a room
i’m the color me happy girl
miss live and let live
and when they’re out for blood
i always give

~ Ani DiFranco, Pixie

31 December 2009 • photography girl princesss Ani DiFranco lyrics pixie

I’m on a boat and
It’s going fast and
I got a nautical-theme
Pashmina afghan
I’m the king of the world
On a boat like Leo
If you’re on the shore
Then you’re sure not me-oh …

~ The Lonely Island, I’m On A Boat

29 December 2009 • photography boy lyrics on a boat music

At This Point In My Life

Done so many things wrong
I don’t know if I can do right

Oh I … Oh I …

Done so many things wrong
I don’t know if I can do right

At this point in my life
I’ve done so many things wrong, I don’t know if I can do right
Put your trust in me, hope I won’t let you down
If you give me a chance, I’ll try

You see it’s been a hard road, the road I’m traveling on
And if I take your hand, I might lead you down the path to ruin
Had a hard life, just saying it so you’ll understand
Right now, right now, I’m doing the best I can

At this point in my life …

At this point in my life
Though I’ve mostly walked in the shadows
I’m still searching for the light
Won’t you put your faith in me
We both know that’s what matters
If you give me a chance, I’ll try

You see, I’ve been climbing stairs, but mostly stumbling down
I’ve been reaching high, always losing ground
You see, I’ve conquered hills, I still have mountains to climb
Right now, right now, I’m doing the best I can

At this point in my life …

Before we take a step
Before we walk down that path
Before I make any promises
Before you have regrets

Before we talk commitment
Let me tell you of my past
All I’ve seen and all I’ve done
Things I’d like to forget

At this point in my life …

At this point in my life
I’d like to live as if only love mattered
As if redemption was in sight

As if the search to live honestly
Is all that anyone needs
No matter if you find it

You see, when I’ve touched the sky
The earth’s gravity has pulled me down
But now I’ve reconciled that in this world
Birds and angels get the wings to fly

If you can believe in this heart of mine
If you can give it a try
Then I’ll reach inside and find and give you
All the sweetness that I have

At this point in my life …

At this point in my life …

~ Tracy Chapman

27 December 2009 • tracy chaptman music lyrics at this point in my life

The Hanukkah Song ~ Adam Sandler ~ Saturday Night Live

Put on your yarmulke, here comes Hanukkah,
So much fun-ukkah to celebrate Hanukkah.

Hanukkah is the Festival of Lights,
Instead of one day of presents, we have eight crazy nights!

But when you feel like the only kid in town without a Christmas tree,
Heres a list of people who are Jewish, just like you and me:

David Lee Roth lights the menorah,
So do Kirk Douglas, James Caan and the late Dinah Shore-ah.

Guess who eats together at the Carnegie Deli,
Bowser from Sha Na Na, and Arthur Fonzerelli.

Paul Newman’s half Jewish; Goldie Hawn’s half too,
Put them together — what a fine lookin’ Jew!

You don’t need Deck The Halls or Jingle Bell Rock,
‘Cause you can spin a dreidel with Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock — both Jewish!

Put on your yarmulke, here comes Hanukkah,
The owner of the Seattle Supersonic-ahs celebrates Hanukkah.

O.J. Simpson — not a Jew!
But guess who is: Hall of Famer, Rod Carew (he converted).

We got Ann Landers and her sister, Dear Abby,
Harrison Ford’s a quarter Jewish — not too shabby!

Some people think that Ebenezer Scrooge is,
Well, he’s not, but guess who is: all Three Stooges.

So many Jews are in showbiz,
Tom Cruise isn’t, but I heard his agent is.

Tell your friend, Veronica, it’s time you celebrate Hanukkah,
I hope I get a harmonica, on this lovely, lovely Hanukkah.

So drink your gin-and-tonic-ah, but don’t smoke mara-juanic-ah,
If you really, really wanna-kah, have a Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Hanukkah.

Happy Hanukkah, everybody.

25 December 2009 • SNL adam sandler humor lol lyrics the hannukah song video music

Christmastime For The Jews, sung by Darlene Love ~ Saturday Night Live

“On Christmas Eve the Gentiles gather
‘Round the Christmas tree
They stay at home and party with
Their Goyishe family
They disappear one day each year
And pass the egg nog ‘round
But it’s all right, ‘cause that’s the night
The Jews control the town.”

“Well it happens every year on Christmas Eve
All the happy Christian people take their leave
Yeah, the streets are deserted, and that’s big news
It’s Christmastime for the Jews.

Yeah, the holiday party starts ‘bout 6 PM
Ain’t nobody recreating Bethlehem
Yeah, the Three Wise Men, that’s a big ol’ snooze
Christmastime for the Jews.”

“They can finally see King Kong without waiting in line
They can eat in Chinatown and drink their Swedish wine
They can crank Barbara Streisand on the streets they cruise
Christmastime for the Jews.”

“They can gang up on the Quakers,
Play for the Lakers,
They can do what they wanna,
Even blow off Madonna
Get a chance to drive a tractor,
Win on Fear Factor,
See Fiddler on the Roof with actual Jewish actors …

Now they really get the party going after dark
Circumcising grateful squirrels in the city park
Picking fights in the bar knowing they can’t lose
Christmastime for the Jews.”

“Now it’s nearly 10:30, yes it’s time for bed
“Daily Show” reruns dancing in their head.”

“Maybe next year they’ll learn to hold their booze.”

“Christmastime for the Jews
Christmastime for the Jews (Don’t ya see now …)
Christmastime for the Jews.”

25 December 2009 • SNL christmastime for the jews humor lol video music lyrics

(though i’m not really who i said i was or who i thought i’d be)

just a collection of recollections
conversations consisting
of the kind of marks we make
when we’re trying to get a pen to work again

a lifetime of them!

~ Ani DiFranco, The True Story of What Was

25 December 2009 • quote lyrics Ani DiFranco the ture story of what was

… cuz then i look around
i think this
this is good enough
and i try to laugh
at whatever life brings
cuz when i look down
i just miss all the good stuff
nad when i look up
i just trip over things …

— Ani DiFranco, As Is

24 December 2009 • lyrics ani difranco as is quote

Do a little dance! ~ diyosa ~ Flickr

Noddin’ my head like, “Yeah!”
Moving my hips like, “Yeah!”

24 December 2009 • photography girl dancing lyrics party in the USA

Flood dancing couple - 4 ~ Krypto ~ Flickr

Don’t you worry, there, my honey
We might not have any money
But we’ve got our love to pay the bills

Maybe I think you’re cute and funny
Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you
If you know what I mean

Oh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance

Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there

You and I, you and I

~ excerpt from You and I, by Ingrid Michaelson

19 December 2009 • phototgraphy dancing flood england lyrics you and i ingrid michaelson

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Quequ’un M’a Dit - Carla Bruni

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos chagrins il s’en fait des manteaux
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit…

Que tu m’aimais encore,
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit que tu m’aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors?

On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu’il ne nous donne rien et qu’il nous promet tout
Parait qu’le bonheur est porte de main,
Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit …

Que tu m’aimais encore,
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit que tu m’aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors? Serais ce possible alors?

Mais qui est ce qui m’a dit que toujours tu m’aimais?
Je ne me souviens plus c’tait tard dans la nuit,
J’entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits
“Il vous aime, c’est secret, lui dites pas que j’vous l’ai dit”
Tu vois quelqu’un m’a dit…

Que tu m’aimais encore, me l’a t’on vraiment dit…
Que tu m’aimais encore, serais ce possible alors?

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
Que de nos tristesses il s’en fait des manteaux,
Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit que…

Que tu m’aimais encore,
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit que tu m’aimais encore.
Serais ce possible alors?

19 December 2009 • 500 days of summer carla bruni music lyrics

Quelqu’un M’a Dit ~ Translation

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
They pass like an instant, like wilting roses.
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard
Making its coat of our sorrows.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well? Could that be possible?

I’m told that fate makes fun of us,
That it gives us nothing and promises everything,
When happiness seems to be within our reach,
We reach out and find ourselves like fools.
Yet someone told me…

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well? Could that be possible?

Well? Could that be possible?

So who said that you still loved me?
I don’t remember any more, it was late at night,
I can still hear the voice, but I can no longer see the face,
“He loves you, it’s secret, don’t tell him I told you.”
You see, someone told me

That you still loved me
Did someone really tell me?
That you still loved me
Well, could that be possible?

I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,
Passing in an instant, like wilting roses,
I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard,
Making its coat of our sadnesses.

That you still loved me
Someone told me…
That you still loved me.
Well? Could that be possible?