Back in the 1980's, I was a Smalltown Boy, Too Shy Shy, a Goody Two Shoes, and had a Heart of Glass, it seemed. No way would I have a Love Bizarre, or a Bizarre Love Triangle for that matter, only a Good Thing. I was a Kharma Chameleon, always Working For the Weekend, but never wearing my Sunglasses at Night. But, Suddenly, Last Summer, she turned A Whisper to a Scream. I was Head Over Heels. She had the Look of Love, she had Legs and her name was Rio (and she danced upon the sand). What a Situation, it was More Than This. She Drives Me Crazy. She was Just What I Needed, my Obsession. I said Be Near Me, because One Way or Another, You Spin Me Round. She said Wot? Save It For Later. I feel like I'm Invisible, You Don't See Me, but I am Hopelessly Devoted to You. My tongue was in tatters (I was Shattered). The only line I could muster was The Reflex: Boom Boom Boom (Let's Go Back To My Room). Bigmouth Strikes Again, The Devil Inside. She Hit Me With her Best Shot, man, it felt like a Sledgehammer. I thought to myself: "If You Leave, there will be no Tenderness". I was Alone to Enjoy the Silence. All By Myself. How can We Sleep When Our Beds Are Burning? I let out a Shout: Don't You Forget About Me! Then I Ran So Far Away, to Roam on the Road to Nowhere, lose myself In a Big Country. I ordered One Bourbon, One Scotch and one Beer. Soon I was in Rapture. Comfortably Numb. I told my bottle "I Melt With You". Heaven Knows, I'm Miserable Right Now. I was in a Mad World, seeking only Pale Shelter. Who needed a Girlfriend in a Coma. It was only Tainted Love, I told myself, and Love Will Tear Us Apart. I was Alive and Kicking, and needed to find Love My Way. But there is not much Life in a Northern Town. I was still In Between Days, Staring at the Sea on Blue Monday, and Here Comes The Rain Again. This is what it sounds like, When Doves Cry. Should I Stay or Should I Go, seek my Personal Jesus? My conscience said Relax, Don't Do It. Oh, Well, I thought, It's No Good, I Might As Well Jump! The Tide is High, I was sinking Down Under, ending my Wild Wild Life, going on up to the Spirit in the Sky. Here's Where The Story Ends. And you know this much is True, it's my Policy of Truth. Would I Lie To You?
Just 1 month to go until the "Cruise Cynic Mystery Cruise" ... January 2008
Way to co CC ..I really enjoyed your post. This is about the time I switched from country or just added some R-R to my listening. I have been mostly R-R since about '84 anyway. The country songs were starting to mirror my life and I HAD to make a change.