Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swingin’ in the Southern breeze Strange fruit hangin’ from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant South The bulgin’ eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burnin’ flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather For the wind to suck For the sun to rot For the tree to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop
My 2 cents –
I hate the direction American politics have taken lately. I feel like the songs from the past are relevant again. Though the topic was not a good one, Billie Holiday had a gorgeous voice and made the song seem like such a beautiful thing. I am leaning into the older blues and jazz music lately…Because it seems to be relevant again…and that make me sad.
White sands build these mountains, beauty at the start
Climb so high till your feet can’t touch the ground
Head so clouded, you’re right where I want you now
I become your medication Get off on numb sensation
Know every single weakness Bring out your inner demons
This devil digs deeper down inside of me
Will you get out of me
Will you get out of me
I’ll tempt you with my siren song
Close your eyes and just sing along
I can feel you thinking
One more kiss is all I need from this
Do you crave me, or am I just your escape?
From the darkness that resides inside your brain
Call me devil baby, but you know the truth
The only thing that you fear is you (It’s you)
I become your medication Get off on numb sensation
Know every single weakness
Breaking you down to pieces
This devil digs deeper down inside of me
Will you get out of me
Will you get out of me
I’ll tempt you with my siren song
Close your eyes and just sing along I can feel you thinking
One more kiss is all I need from this
There’s a devil inside me
Head so clouded, you’re right where I want you know
This f **ing devil! This devil digs deeper down inside of me
Will you get out of me
Will you get out of me
I’ll tempt you with my siren song
Close your eyes and just sing along I can feel you thinking
One more kiss is all I need from this
This f **ing devil’s white grip Is all I need from this
My 2 cents –
Ever get a song stuck in your head and not be able to put your fingers on what the song is? This was my song this week. All I had was the rhythm. Then the boyfriend randomly decided to play it. whew, that cleared the song from my mind.
Ramblers in the wilderness we can’t find what we need We get a little restless from the searching Get a little worn down in between Like a bull chasing the matador Is the man left to his own schemes Everybody needs someone beside em’ Shining like a lighthouse from the sea
Brother, let me be your shelter Never leave you all alone I can be the one you call When you’re low
Brother, let me be your fortress When the night winds are driving on Be the one to light the way Bring you home
Face down in the desert Now there’s a cage locked around my heart I found a way to drop the keys Where my failures were
Now my hands can’t reach that far I ain’t made for a rivalry I could never take the world alone I know that in my weakness I am strong, but It’s your love that brings me home
Brother, let me be your shelter Never leave you all alone I can be the one you call When you’re low
Brother, let me be your fortress When the night winds are driving on Be the one to light the way Bring you home
And when you call and need me near Sayin’ where’d you go? Brother, I’m right here And on those days when the sky begins to fall You’re the blood of my blood We can get through it all
Brother, let me be your shelter Never leave you all alone I can be the one you call When you’re feelin’ low
Brother, let me be your fortress When the night winds are driving on Be the one to light the way Bring you home
Brother, let me be your shelter Never leave you all alone I can be the one you call When you’re low
Brother, let me be your fortress When the night winds are driving on Be the one to light the way Bring you home Be the one to light the way Bring you home
I have been seeing a lot of feminine Rage songs appearing on the music scene. I can understand why…and I can relate to way too many of them. Still it is something that bothers me because it feels like we are going backwards as a country.
Lacey things, the wife is missing. Didn’t ask, for her permission I’m wearing her clothes, her silk panty hose. Walking around in women’s underwear.
In the store, there’s a teddy. With little straps, like spaghetti. It holds me so tight, like handcuffs at night. Walking around in womens underwear
In the office there’s a guy named Melvin. He pretends that I am Murphy Brown. He’ll say “Are you ready?” I’ll say, “Woah man! Let’s wait until the wife is out of town.” Later on, if you wanna, We can dress, like Madonna. Put on some eye shade, and join the parade. Walking around in women’s underwear.
Lacey things, missing. Didn’t ask, permission. Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose. Walking around in women’s underwear. Walking around in women’s underwear. Walking around in women’s underwear……”
Out of balance and you fell into the ocean again My heart was sinking when I saw you didn’t know how to swim Tried to pull you out, you said, “Just let me drown” You won’t let go of all the things that bring you down Then I jumped into the water, darkness covered my head You pulled me down into the deep, I tried to give you my breath But you didn’t care I touched your face and said “I’ve got to let you go, I’m running out of air” Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Took off my cape, this superhero will not save you again You are the one who wears a mask, you are the one who pretends That you don’t need my help Now I’ve got nothing left Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Tried to give you my breath, but I’ve got nothing left Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore
My 2 cents –
I heard this song recently and it really resonates. I so often give until I have nothing left…then I feel guilty about walking away.
They’re creepy and they’re kooky Mysterious and spooky They’re all together ooky The Addams family Their house is a museum When people come to see ’em They really are a screaming The Addams family Neat Sweet Petite So, put a witch’s shawl on A broomstick you can crawl on We’re gonna play a call on The Addams family They’re creepy and they’re kooky Mysterious and spooky They’re all together ooky The Addams family Strange Deranged The Addams family
My 2 cents –
Continuing the theme …Fun & Spooky. And I have to admit ending on a high note imho.
Superstition, fear, and jealousy Dead I am the one, exterminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn, conquering the worm Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat Tender is the fur, dying as you purr Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Do it baby, do it baby Do it baby, do it baby Burn like an animal Dead I am the life, dig into the skin Knuckle crack the bone, twenty-one to win Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry Devil on your back, I can never die Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Do it baby, do it baby Do it baby, do it baby Burn like an animal Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula
Alright, everybody sit down, quiet down, listen up I brought you all here to recite the annual obituaries Like every year we start with A and end with Z Alright, is the band ready? Ready Alright, hit it Boyles One, and a two
A is for Amber who drowned in a pool B is for Billy who was eaten by ghouls C is for Curt with disease in the brain D is for Daniel derailed on a train E is for Eric who is buried alive F is for Frank who was stabbed through the eye G is for Greg who died in the womb H is for Heather who was sealed in a tomb
One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number’s up We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away in your resting place Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down
I is for Isaac who lost his front brakes J is for Johnny, was bitten by snakes K is for Kimmy who was shot in the head L is for Larry who bled and bled M is for Marie who was burned to a crisp N is for Nick who was pummeled by fists O is for Olive who lived life too fast P is for Pat who swallowed some glass
One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number’s up We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away in your resting place Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down
Q is for Quentin who took the wrong trail R is for Raina who rotted in jail S is for Stevie who was shot by a bow T is for Tory who froze in the snow U is for Urich who was trampled by hooves V is for Vanessa who fell off a roof W is for Will who was hit by a car X is for Xavier who sunk in the tar Y is Yessy who fell from a plane Z is for Zack who simply went Insane
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