Rickie Lee Jones lyrics - The Evening Of My Best Day

Drunk On The Striped Table

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In my featherless, sagging, saffron wings, I dance My Phoenician, waterlogged, orchestrated and forty foot wings Wave in the air I am drunk laying against the striped table Pushing these banners into the airless beach Waving these flags as i murmur the recipes of prayers to the vendors And the pharisees in bikinis pumping iron against the sun The recipes of semitic vendors, egyptian vendors Shaking their backs against the sun Laughing with the sounds of sheets of metal Splashing the naked pharisees With wild bikinis and the soft fragrance Of dreams And morning I walk on the beach looking for a place to sleep My arms are hidden beneath my sailing skin I am broke and fucked up and i fall in the sand And sleeping in the warm cradle of a billion rocks I dreamed of cher She came to us in babylon And she was rattling fluently Her true language And she was dressed in high syrian rags Her face had white powder on it and there were Little brown moons beneath her eyes And i saw into her An arabic women parading around naked Powerful, irreverent but still after all Doing it the old egyptian way With sparkling clothes and force Now i awake in the afternoon The arcade is filled with children Families are walking by staring at me Pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close I don't even remember if i have on any underwear I get up and walk away I never even knew this stuff was here The twirling music, the games, the money This commune living sucks These black panthers suck These harmonica players Should all go back to the north Canada, new jersey, where ever they do that Blowing [II] I abandon the old way when i first got to san diego. I fucked anybody i wanted to. I was, however, gang raped by a blues band in an old school bus. That was pretty Horrible. There were only three of them. I can't remember if i got the third on e off me. I think i did. I was so ashamed. Perhaps people think if you don't scream you're not being raped. Perhaps they think if you say to yourself, just let him do it and he won't hurt you. Or even more Provocative, just let him do it and maybe he'll like you. And of course you've been saying no, no, don't . Or pushing but not pushing too much. Because you're just a little Girl really, and you're afraid, and you're so tired, and you just want someplace to sleep. That's what it's like when you run away from home. Lots of people will rape you. And you'll let them. Just to have a place to sleep. The thing was, after they fucked me, and all this juice all over my thighs, they didn't even let me sleep there. You think this only happens to me? You're crazy. You think this only happens to girls who are rough? You're wrong. You think this only happens in stories? Look behind you. Still i liked the idea of being assertive. I liked the idea of free love in san diego. i liked the idea of saying i want you instead of waiting around so some guy can get his rocks Off thinking you didn't really want him that he won something from you that you didn't want to give him. This strategy, this tradition, is a kind of rape. This idea that men are suppose to win you, that you are suppose to be aloof, is a small but significant dramatization of rape. I do not like it. not one bit. that sam i am that Sam i am. i do not like that sam i am. Now i could no more say get down here and eat this sweet me than i could Swallow a bull fighter Or write names on the walls in blood Or wear the victims horns on my head Or row a boat across the atlantic ocean again And though sometimes i am sitting at the desk, or At a table eating dinner And there is some one, some slave, or some anything Underneath Eating mine alone And no one knows Or eating every ones And everyone is coming I could never bring anything to reality now Reality is cracked by the blows of terrible Men and nights with pointed teeth Snapping poison at the air I breath And all good things now Take place inside my many layered Silence My eyes My lips Are sealed Where did you go When things went bad, anyway? I sat beside you in that bathroom all night. You were crying You were talking to me like a baby You were gone, man, gone You just kept getting in the bath And getting out and letting the water run out And then getting in again And all that food i made It was all over the walls in the kitchen And there was a heat wave And the waves were very, very high And the dogs were turning into carrots And the valentines were melting beneath Burrito and neon Where shattered places pave the road The winding road through echo park That echoes still Your naked body The bed you brought Those stupid lamps Your body echoes The last shadows Of me against you You loved me. You loved me madly Where did you go?i knew you like that scene of girls chasing you down the street. that's why you always liked to have a very hip car, because it was important that they Chase you in the right car, and i was not about to chase you. I knew that story of that italian girl in philadelphia chasing you down the night street you were in a taxi cab, that's a nice image. then the japanese girl. but then my feet Were starting toward you and you were turning the corner onto sunset and you left me there in a second day cold turkey. and all i can think of i philadelphia cheese steak Sandwich philadelphia cheesesteak sandwich. Philadelphia cheese steak and every time i think cheese steak i see all this wet cheese and steak. Here comes the parade! Look! Here it comes! I let you go. I let you go. You like to rip girls. I had to let you go.

Pixie

ANI DIFRANCO "Little Plastic Castle"
I'm a pixie I'm a paper doll I'm a cartoon I'm a chipper cheerful free-for-all I light up a room I'm a 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 Be nice Be nice Be nice... All the privileged white kids on TV playing at death Branching their cold cuts with their ghostly make-up And their heroine breath And all the little fishes are flapping wildly on their hooks While all the top critics finally meaning in the telephone book The little emperor 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 Be 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 paper doll 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

An Ron (The Seal) / Ann An Caolas Od Odram (In The Narrow Of Od Odram)

JULIE FOWLIS "Gach Sgeul / Every Story"
[An ròn:] “Mise nighean Rìgh-fo-Thuinn Fuil nan rìghrean na mo chrè - Ged a chì sibh mi nam ròn Tha mi mòrail nam thìr fhèin. “Tìr-fo-Thuinn mo dhachaigh dhùint’ Innis dhùthchasach nan ròn; Caidlidh mi air leacan sàil’, Mi fhìn ’s mo bhàn-chuilean òg.” A Bhana-phrionns’ a’ chuain shiar, A bheil sgeul agad ri luaidh? Nach inns thu dhuinn mar a bha Mun do ghabh sibh tàmh sa chuan? “Chaidh na geasan a chur oirnn Rè ar beò-bhith le luchd-fuath, ’S ged a tha sinn snàmh nan caol ’S e nàdar daonnd’ tha dhuinn dual. “Aig tràth-marbh air oidhche fèill Tilgidh sinn ar bèin air tràigh, ’S cluichidh sinn nar n-òighean suairc’ A’ crathadh ar cuaillean bàn. “Ach a-nochd tha mi nam ròn Air an lic an còrs’ a’ chuain: ’S e mo nàdar bhith toirt gaol, ’S do chlann-daoine thug mi luaidh.” [Translation:] [The Seal:] "I am daughter of the King-under-Sea Royal blood flows in my veins - Though you see me as a seal I am noble in my own land. "Land-below-waves my prison home, Hereditary domain of the seal; I will sleep on a salt sea slab, Myself and my white-furred pup." O Princess of the western ocean Do you have a tale to weave? Will you tell us how it was Before you came to live at sea? "Spells were laid upon us During our human lives by foes - Though we now swim the straits Human nature is our heritage. "At the dead of feast-day night We cast our sealskins on the sand, Playing there as gentle maids Shaking our blonde tresses. "But tonight I am a seal On a rock beside the sea; It is my nature to give love, And mankind I hold dear." [Ann an Caolas Od Odrum:] Ann an Caolas Od Odrum far an coidleadh an ròn, is far nach cluinnte guth duin’ ach fuaim tuinne ’s glog geòidh Muime 'g altram a pàistean 's i gan tàladh gu ciùin, gu bheil tulgadh nan cuantan ga sìor luasgadh nan suain. Hion da hion do hion da odar da Hion da hion do hion da odar da Hì o dan dao, hì o dan dao, Hì o dan dao odar da, odar da Muime 'g altram a pàistean 's i gan tàladh gu ciùin, gu bheil tulgadh nan cuantan ga sìor luasgadh nan suain. An ròn rìoghail a' gusgail, 'n eala guileag ri thaobh, a' mhaighdeann-mhara ’s i bruadar anns an uaigneas air laoch. An ròn rìoghail a’ gusgail, ’n eala guileag ri thaobh, a’ mhaighdeann-mhara ’s i bruadar anns an uaigneas air laoch. Ann an Caolas Od Odrum far an coidleadh an ròn, is far nach cluinnte guth duine ach fuaim tuinne ’s glog geòidh. [Translation:] [In Caolas Od Odrum where the seals would sleep:] where a human voice was never heard, only the sound of the waves and the calling of geese A stepmother nurses her children, softly singing a lullaby the movement of the waves gently rocks them to sleep. Hion da hion do hion da odar da Hion da hion do hion da odar da Hì o dan dao, hì o dan dao, Hì o dan dao odar da, odar da. A stepmother nurses her children, softly singing a lullaby the movement of the waves gently rocks them to sleep. The noble seal is mewling, the swan singing beside him the mermaid dreams in solitude of a hero. The noble seal is mewling, the swan singing beside him the mermaid dreams in solitude of a hero. In Caolas Od Odrum where the seals would sleep where a human voice was never heard, only the sound of the waves and the calling of geese.

No Idea

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 4: A Turn 4 The Worst"
[Verse 1] Look, I was always told you can't make it make sense don't trust it So I'll be out the country with the phone off, fuck it Grown from when I was dusted But took something away out of every moment I suffered So y'all can go on and judge it There's a reason that I'm tellin baby girl she gotta practice patience I plan on changing my ways I'm just procrastinating Putting it off like I'll never be in a casket layin With both my parents going crazy as the pastor's praying Prideful, I don't even succumb when I'm defeated All it do is get me mad, and I'm comfortable heated I come from a family of drunks, I'm the one that succeeded So nowadays I talk to God when nothing is needed I'm sorry I don't speak the language of Rappers in the closet, but they won't hang it up I'm only trying to build what they attempt to destroy We had a perfect game until it was Jim Joyce'd Check it, what was once so majestic Is now only adored by epileptics I record to resurrect it, by my own accord I can't accept it But when something gives you nightmares, can you afford to recollect it If you can just know them odds stacked Airplanes ain't shooting stars, you can't B.O.B. that I found out when discussing paper Some will sell their soul and deal with the repercussions later [Chorus] With every curve they throw Every shot that blows, I'm still here It be the ones that's pretending to know that really have no Idea I just let em all go ahead and speak my name How far you gonna reach for fame Go ahead and fuck up your career I don't care, cause they have no idea [Verse 2] So sick it's livid, all pics are vivid A stiff of being gifted, gotta be equipped to live with His critics, misquote him and miss tidbits So he's mislabeled, misunderstood, misfit'd Anytime I was misinformed or misguided I went and got advice from a dude that wouldn't apply it And he'll give out that lesson for free Without a grudge, but I keep the past present with me So every morning on the wake up, and she's applying make up I'm pondering all the different ways for us to break u Women have a tendency to get fickle Predictable, lie and say his dick little It be the ones you could see yourself with forever Giving you a lecture talking about you neglect her Couple years in, the strip club will upset her And she'll act like you ain't have them same habits when you met her When you can't take her You start dropping hints for her to read between the lines But she'll act like Fantasia It'll be so much to be said but no one will convey it The relationship will be over but no one will say it A doomed fate, living with who you'd soon hate Ex life partners trying to co-exist as roommates Once you go through it you'll believe it And you'll never give a woman more than you'll want her to leave with [Chorus] [Verse 3] How can the fans think us rappers are invincible Cant find anything about that logic that's sensible I'm thinkin they should know better off of principle To them we're action heroes, to labels we're Expendables My old approach was apprehensible Some started thinkin their 15 minutes of fame was extendable They dont cherish the moment like they probably should Once they star's submitted they act Hollywood Gwapped up stacks to grip Now you're being chauffeured in the back of whips, life style's immaculate Out of touch with reality, I'll help you get a grasp of it Success breeds change, but so does a lack of it The homie's sending out subliminals, Since you a failed rapper, failed criminal, four bars is the minimal Since you ain't from the streets I'll help and tell you the way it works Say a nigga snitching, I'm saying show me the paper work I don't get why the inferior bother to diss me Heart of my city, when I go take a part of it with me I think god will understand that was part of my misery So instead of "father forgive me" it's "father ya dig me?" Spectated just to see if I'd get checkmated Less progress brings less hatred which would segue it I learned the hard way somethings are better kept sacred Fail at given em your all, you'll just be left naked [Chorus]

Prosperity

AESOP ROCK "Float"
Sulking and bulking a half Sulking a laugh crash test Figure the mixtures digging up his last breath Grief leaf thief briefly turned chieftan The tapwaters on the waters off the waters leaking So this is blue my frame reportedly spotted garden variety burners and lost to normalcy my terms the memoir obligation in the boodoir crystalize impurities to zero on the autograph dirty characters sponges hunches hurling murder abundant lunches with the city suppers punching (hurdling) tomorrow since I sit in consquence merging brings to bubble up along the edges of precious child fantasy broken hi, my name is hazardous tobaccanist I'm on the brink I'm purgin dirt and spit my lung in the sink as for the product well its drenched in a barren backward wasteland of shimmering moral tension and venturing the plaza pleasant I saw it all from pixie dust to crepid pins and voodoo dolls and 99 dreams later the shooting gallery wall its like not a wave crash similar to last or next heckle me not already doctored by regrets gray rain beligerant fragments bomb acid ushering the pixels till the image burned classic bliss in a barrel and motivation in a basket Ima cast it out to sea and wait for my comma to grasp it I left my crutch over the rainbow with my riches and I know the rat race of the bad taste once his grimmace cringes an iron butterfly will float if given good condition but I'm still fisihing the same worm from the same faulty posistion prosperity I'm tryin to walk alone and miss the bliss inide the accidental meeting of the pencil and the ceiling and the censures started meeting breathing at a rappid calibur at that a line so gray will last forever more dusting off the dreams to be an autopilot still a silent understudy funny how the opposite will throttle and the different stroke and model to the prison is innacurate portrayal of an addequate betrayal of a wish gonna wanna coulda shoulda woulda did it isnt it amusing choosing and a plan of cybernating waiting till the mating means of motivation took a fine posistion dishing only after every little kiddy has performed I just wanna be a general he said I just wanna I just wanna I just wanna be a general he said I just wanna sleep yo what a long capitol crust gallop my charriot burning and aweful enigma sprung by the sling of david appears gutterbug batch prior to hatch dismiss it as a soul condensing excuse to decorate maps with thumb tacks this gold star product pushing hate boogie themes enter the smoke screen blazing saddle remnants alive analyze pensive connect all picket fences like chain gangs linked digging trenches to candy land image factory sold ah I wanna be an astronaut I got the merits and heart and I bought a starship with hard earned money from one hour selling dreams to dummies when they raise the lights ja ja ja jesus christ I've never seen so many goblins in my life (oh my lord) vibrate through the fog and then some dragging bent circuits on a short leash like organ grinder primates dancing for bread crumbs well did you touch that slugger banging on the table with an old tin cup thin luck I can raise the dead when the shark settlers fled the place brung out they bed of nails to spread the sails racing for milk and bread but I got big big plans I ride a big boat with a big ol motor and I ain't really that big on helping you turn your leaf over (lets sing) bring out your dead a quarter pile sky high (lets see) what if your miserable saw the plant fly by my name is try to deny magnificent doom craft my records so built and Ima show you why this globe tilts take me where the air is clear I don't really know where but I know its not here and every little step she takes makes me speak cause I know ill never have to sleep alone again take me where the...

Ursa Minor

AT THE DRIVE-IN "Vaya"
does it hurt you when you breathe? stink around the wallet itch a towel was thrown between the ropes sweat inside your eyelids it exorcised the fire from the sky (snakecharmer make them dance again) it exorcised the fire from the sky (make them itch in kerosene dance) prepare your sleep apparatus autopsy performed on probable cause while you sleep they will come and get you tonight (so i guess this is goodnight...) skip with elbowed sobs your palms were soaking wet parched in the stupor elbowed, teach the tutor peel the scabs incognito with wounds this anecdote fountain won't dry too soon 500 times "i must not talk out of turn" no vents opened but all settlements new a second native for deserved growth permission to land all systems go... propeller snapped decapitated while you slept upon your pillow inertia kisses those around me.

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