Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

The houses around me
Are filled with people who panic
They hear the noise and the static
And then we all become frantic
We hear the omens and legends
We’re praising gold and our pleasures
We’re looking over our shoulders
Pretend we got it together
Draw the blinds
Check under your bed
Hide your gold
And hold your breath
Feel the ghost
In your chest
Check your pulse
You’re scared to death
Para paranoia
You know what’s coming for ya
Venom in your blood
And there’s no one here to warn ya
Para paranoia
You’ve been here before
Ya can lock up all your doors
But there’s a phantom in your foyer
Para paranoia
Para paranoia
Para paranoia
Controlled by the tension
That’s taking all our attention
To busy with expectations
We’re losing all our convictions
Draw the blinds
Check under your bed
Hide your gold
And hold your breath
Feel the ghost
In your chest
Check your pulse
You’re scared to death
Para paranoia
You know what’s coming for ya
Venom in your blood
And there’s no one here to warn ya
Para paranoia
You’ve been here before
Ya can lock up all your doors
But there’s a phantom in your foyer
Para paranoia
Para paranoia
Para paranoia
Draw the blinds
Check under your bed
Hide your gold
And hold your breath
Feel the ghost
In your chest
Check your pulse
You’re scared to death
Para paranoia
You know what’s coming for ya
Venom in your blood
And there’s no one here to warn ya
Para paranoia
You’ve been here before
Ya can lock up all your doors
But there’s a phantom in your foyer
Para paranoia
You know what’s coming for ya
Venom in your blood
And there’s no one here to warn ya
Para paranoia
You’ve been here before
Ya can lock up all your doors
But there’s a phantom in your foyer
Para paranoia

My 2 Cents-
I asked my daughter for a song for the week, and this was her suggestion. It is a fairly upbeat tune. I like the way the lyrics go. It is not a song I would normally go for admittedly. Still it is not a bad song in all.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:
I let myself fall into a lie
I let my walls come down
I let myself smile and feel alive
I let my walls come down
No matter how I try I don’t know why
You push so far away
You wrapped your hands tight around my heart
And squeezed it full of pain
With this knife I’ll cut out the part of me
The part that cares for you
With this knife I’ll cut out the heart of me
The heart that cares for you
I can’t believe the way you took me down
I never saw the pain
Coming in a million broken miles
Like poison in my veins
With this knife I’ll cut out the part of me
The part that cares for you
With this knife I’ll cut out the heart of me
The heart that cares for you
The hate and the fear
The nightmares that wake me up
In the tears
The nightmares and (the hate)…

My 2 Cents:
This song gets a bad rap I think. so many see it as emo. It is expressive and poetic. It feels like a song that I can relate to. sometimes that idea of taking a knife and cutting out the heart that wants to hang onto a toxic love…is strong.

Tuesday tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –
All gone is here today
Finding room to breathe
Go on beyond your way
And see
And though the sounds of someday
May be home
And though the sounds of someday
May be home
Even the fires on the road
Trying to get away
And all the stars seem on a roll
Out of control today
Though the sounds of someday
May be home
And though the sounds of someday
May be home, yeah
Though the sounds of someday
May be home
Though the sounds of someday
May be home, ay
And though the sounds of someday
May be home, ooh

My 2 Cents –
This song talks of hope…in a world gone crazy it feels like we need hope…in abundance. Jensen has a gorgeous voice, and I need hope…so I went with it.

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My girl’s https://coffeehousewriters.com/coppershades-in-a-prophecy/

My friend Tish’s https://coffeehousewriters.com/new-year-new-word/

Poetry reading.

Poetry and the reading

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My poem

My girl Lily’s Story Teaser

My friend Tish’s article

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https://coffeehousewriters.com/it-takes-courage/

https://coffeehousewriters.com/attack-of-suzie-andrews/

https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-poets-life/

A Trio of Coffee

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Not only is my poem live on Coffee House Writers, but two of my best girls have new on there too.

My Poem: https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-puppeteers-strings/

My Girl Redbird’s Story part: https://coffeehousewriters.com/an-unconventional-love-story-part-iii/

And My Friend Tish’s : https://coffeehousewriters.com/jazzys-selfie-time/

So enjoy the read!

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Don’t threaten me with a good time – Panic! At the Disco

Lyrics – Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
You shoulda’ seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram
Where there’s no such thing as getting out of hand
Memories tend to just pop up
Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs
Don’t think I’ll ever get enough (don’t think I’ll ever get enough)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe”
Oh yeah, don’t threaten me with a good time
It’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright
It’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
What are these footprints?
They don’t look very human like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a morning rose
I wanna wake up
Can’t even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbors pool
Upside down with a perfect view?
Bar to bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancing through this town
Lost my mind in a wedding gown
Don’t think I’ll ever get it now
(Don’t think I’ll ever get it now)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe
Oh yeah, don’t threaten me with a good time
I’m a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don’t fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels work
I’ve told you time and time again
I’m not as think as you drunk I am
And we all fell down when the sun came up
I think we’ve had enough
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe”
Oh yeah, don’t threaten me with a good time

My 2 cents – well I think that I might have shared this before, but I am covered over with work and feel the need for a good time… Lol. The video and song are both fun.