What about me? It isn't fair, I've had enough, now I want my share Can't you see, I wanna live, you just take more than you give More than you give
is not sung, it is whinged.
then there's charlene, also hitting it big in 1982 with 'i've never been to me'. and those lyrics are just so magnificently appalling that i'm going to put them here too.
Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll never do But, I wish someone had talked to me Like I wanna talk to you.....
Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run I took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in the sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I had to be free I've been to paradise but I've never been to me
Please lady, please lady, don't just walk away 'Cause I have this need to tell you why I'm all alone today I can see so much of me still living in your eyes Won't you share a part of a weary heart that has lived million lies....
Oh, I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me
[spoken] Hey, you know what paradise is? It's a lie, a fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be But you know what truth is? It's that little baby you're holding, it's that man you fought with this morning The same one you're going to make love with tonight That's truth, that's love......
Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete But I took the sweet life, I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free Hey lady...... I've been to paradise, (I've been to paradise) But I've never been to me
(I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run) I've been to paradise, never been to me (I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht) I've been to paradise, never been to me (I've been to cryin' for unborn children that might have made me complete) I've been to paradise, never been to me (I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run) I've been to paradise, never been to me
and now a new addition to the pantheon: five for fighting's 'superman'. whining in a 1982 stylee.
when kermit sang 'it's not easy being green' did he understand the hell he was unleashing on the world?
or are there actually some decent songs out there that can redeem the 'me me me' mini-genre?
― minna, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Sure it's "Nice"? 8-)
― Rob M, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Damian, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― michael, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Jeff W, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― maryann, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― petite verte, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― dave q, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Queen G, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Poops Mcgee, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Dan Perry, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Yeah...and they were great. ;-)
― Ned Raggett, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Curt, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― david h, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
And so on. Whine whine whine. Six of the 13 songs on Pet Sounds start with the word "I". (Two of the others are instrumentals!!!) It's a "me me me" record by definition.
Still the best record ever tho'.
Great to see the lyric to Gilb's "Alone Again, Naturally" written down. The third verse is possibly even more pathetic (as in 'full of pathos') than then one quoted.
― harveyw, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
---from "Valley of the Dolls" by Andre & Dory Previn
Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of bein' a king/And then became one/Well except for the names and a few other changes/If you talk about me, the story's the same one/But I got an emptiness deep inside/And I've tried, but it won't let me go/And I'm not a man who likes to swear/But I never cared for the sound of being alone
I am, I said/To no one there/And no one heard at all Not even the chair/I am, I cried/I am, said I/And I am lost, and I can't even say why/Leavin' me lonely still
---from "I Am, I Said" by Neil Diamond
― Arthur, Monday, 8 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)