Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Upside down
We can feel an order
Getting in our way
We don’t need the rule of yesterday
Breaking down the borders
Tearing down the sides
Hear this one last time
They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Upside down
They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They’ve got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Upside down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up, up and down
Up and down
They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Upside down
We can feel an order
Getting in our way
We don’t need the rule of yesterday
Breaking down the borders
Tearing down the sides
Hear this one last time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time
They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Up and down
They just want your head
Moving up and down
Up and down
Up and down
They got inside your head
Flip it upside down
Upside down
Upside down
We can feel an order
Getting in our way
We don’t need the rule of yesterday
Breaking down the borders
Tearing down the sides
Hear this one last time

My 2 cents –

21 years ago today I gave birth to my youngest son, though at the time I thought he was my only daughter. He has introduced me to a good bit of the music that I listen to now, though I have always been one with broad taste in music. This song keeps getting stuck in his father’s head….and I am amused by it.

Happy birthday Jason Angel Terrell. I Love you.

It is time again

I actually waited longer than I usually do. Lost Notes is completely written and scheduled for release. I usually ask 5 or 6 poems from being done. Help me to choose the next volume?

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

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.