Sunday, June 23, 2013

Weekend Earworm: 06/23/2013

Indeed:


First heard and saw this song performed when he debuted it on Saturday Night Live. Good god, how far back was that, now (I do remember I was in college and had just got back to the fraternity house after giving a brother a ride back to Billerica)? Absolutely rocked my world!

And, now...
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair

Well I'm accustomed to a smoother ride
Maybe I'm a dog that's lost his bite
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don't expect to sleep the night
Some people say a lie is just a lie
But I say the cross is in the ballpark
Why deny the obvious child?

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