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Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music
@flyingwolf1999

♬ original sound – SpaceVinci

Lyrics:

I’m Not a person I am a tiny little rat
I’m Not usually formal but sometimes I wear a hat
I like simple things like boggling and getting belly pats
Cause I’m not a person I am a tiny little rat

I’m not a person I’m a couple of raccoons
We’re all dressed up in Pj’s tho we know it’s well past noon
You can say we’re trash pandas you can say we’re buffoons
I don’t care I’m not a person I’m a couple of raccoons

I’m not a person I’m three possums in a coat
We like to claim it’s Gucci, but we got it from a goat
Say it’s vintage or it’s Avant guard whatever boats your float,
I don’t care I’m not a person, I’m three possums in a coat.

I’m not a person I am four opossums stacked
Dressed up in a fancy robe I’ll tell you that’s a fact
we may look a little bigger that’s cause all the stacks are packed
I am not a person I am four opossums stacked

I am not a person I am like 27 frogs
we like poetry and moonlight and we like yelling in a bog
and we are not even a hive mind we just mostly get along
I am not a person I am like 27 frogs

My Two Cents- I usually do Youtube for the video, Today this song is from TikTok. (Second week in a row) This song is catchy and just bloody cute. I have decided I am not a person, I am 3 possums in a coat. There are other varieties of this one, but so far this is my favorite.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music
@nativecraftywitch

#duet with @jax.in.the.box_ this hit deep. Totally explains where i am in life. #witch #witchtok #boost #facts #loveyourself

♬ PIPER CJ Black Sheep Daughter – Jax 🌸

Lyrics:

I am not my mother’s Pious Daughter
I am one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones
I am not my mother’s righteous daughter
I will tattoo my skin I will not lower my voice
She birthed a witch when she wanted a lady
She prayed for a child who would walk with the lord
But I watch the stars and I live by the planets
I cut her dreams short with the edge of my sword
We’re not our mother’s saintly daughters
We forge our own paths, we sing our own tune
We’ll make our own family and walk with our ancestors
One day we’ll meet them with a song and a broom.

My Two Cents- I usually do Youtube for the video, Today this song is from TikTok. It is a reimagination of I am my Mother’s Savage Daughter. I truly love this. I am not the daughter my mother wanted…and that does not make me less. I am me, and I think I need to remember what that really means.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Hello me, meet the real me
And my misfit’s way of life
A dark, black past is my
Most valued possession

Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back, it’s still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader’s Digest!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety’s attacking me
And my air is getting thin

I’m in trouble for the things
I haven’t got to yet
I’m chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets

Hello me, it’s me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level

Yeah, just keep on thinking it’s my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don’t know where I’ve been

I’m in trouble for the things
I haven’t got to yet
I’m sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets

I hear it in here…
Blood stains on my…
The big axe…

Sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating

Well me, it’s nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its “black-tooth grin”

If the war inside my head
Won’t take a day off I’ll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety’s attacking me
And my air is getting thin

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don’t know where I’ve been

Once you committed me
Now you’ve acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity

I’m chomping at the bit
I’m sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

My Two Cents- Remember the war within? Yeah, I am still fighting. Don’t we all fight those voices? I have spent quite a few years worried about my mental health issues getting me locked away. Asylums are not good places. Especially when you are extremely claustrophobic. My mind is a place where so many wars have been fought. And I know I am not alone.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Wanna be loved every night
Wanna know she’s only mine
Breathe her in, give me life
Got all these hearts in line
They all wasting their time
‘Cause only you do me right

Baby, you should pick up the phone
‘Cause I’m wondering if you’re alone
‘Cause I’m driving down Sunset
If you’re ’round, come get it
If you come, come get it

I wanna be missed like every night
I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time
Say you can’t eat
Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me
I wanna be held, fragile like glass
‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that
Say you can’t walk
Can’t talk, go on without me

Aren’t you tired every day?
‘Cause I run through your brain
Hold me down, keep me safe
This is as good as it gets
Don’t you dare second guess
Only want you saying yes

Baby, you should pick up the phone
‘Cause I’m wondering if you’re alone
‘Cause I’m driving down Sunset
If you’re ’round, come get it
If you come, come get it

I wanna be missed like every night
I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time
Say you can’t eat
Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me
I wanna be held, fragile like glass
‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that
Say you can’t walk
Can’t talk, go on without me

Say, say you can’t eat
Say, say you can’t sleep
Say, say you can’t breathe
You can’t breathe without me
You can’t breathe without me

I wanna be missed like every night
I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time
Say you can’t eat
Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me
I wanna be held, fragile like glass
‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that
Say you can’t walk
Can’t talk, go on without me

I wanna be missed, come hold me
I wanna be kissed, come feel me
Come, come make me feel missed (I wanna be missed)
Come, come make me feel missed
I wanna be held, come hold me
I wanna be felt, come feel me
Come on make me feel missed (come on make me feel)
Girl, come make me feel missed
Make me feel missed

My Two Cents-

It’s pride month and I couldn’t resist the urge to post a girlfriend song. I really enjoy this song. I am Pansexual. My blog is always a safe place for all. What is your favorite Gay song?

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Hey, your glass is empty
It’s a hell of a long way home
Why don’t you let me take you?
It’s no good to go alone

I never would have opened up
But you seemed so real to me
And after all the bullshit I’ve heard
Refreshing not to see
That I don’t have to pretend
She doesn’t expect it from me

So, don’t tell me I
Haven’t been good to you
Don’t tell me I
Have never been there for you
Just tell me why
Nothing is good enough

Hey little girl, would you like some candy?
Your Momma said it’s okay
The door is open, come on outside
No, I can’t come out today

It’s not the wind that cracked your shoulder
And threw you to the ground
Who’s there that makes you so afraid?
You’re shaken to the bone
And no, I don’t understand
You deserve so much more than this

So, don’t tell me why
He’s never been good to you
Don’t tell me why
He’s never been there for you
Don’t you know that why
It’s simply not good enough

Oh, so just let me try
I will be good to you
Just let me try
And I will be there for you
I’ll show you why
You’re so much more than
Good enough

So, don’t tell me why
He’s never been good to you
Don’t tell me why
He’s never been there for you
Don’t you know that why
It’s simply not good enough

Oh, so just let me try
I will be good to you
Just let me try
And I will be there for you
I’ll show you why
You’re so much more than
Good enough

My Two Cents- This song stuck with me. The person who I have always thought of when I have heard it is no longer welcome in my life…but the song still stands for the idea that I am enough. I don’t often feel like I am. I struggle with my own worth. I hope that those who are like me and struggle will hear this message. you don’t always see the ones that adore you for the perfect person you are. You are enough. You are more than enough. you are perfect.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

I knew a man, called him Sandy Cane
Few folks even knew his name
But a hero, yes was he
Left a boy, came back a man
Still many just don’t understand
About the reasons we are free
I can’t forget the look in his eyes
Or the tears he cried
As he said these words to me

All Gave Some, Some Gave All
Some stood through for the red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some Gave All

Now Sandy Cane is no longer here
But his words are oh so clear
As they echo throughout our land
For all his friends who gave us all
Who stood their ground and took the fall
To help their fellow man
Love your country and live with pride
And don’t forget those who died
America can’t you see?

All Gave Some, Some Gave All
Some stood through for the red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some Gave All

And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Yes recall
Some Gave All
Some Gave All

My Two Cents- This will post the day after Memorial Day. Those who listen to Country probably know this artist for the hit “Achy Breaky Heart” That song always pissed me off because this was the title track. It is so much better a song. It to me always personified Memorial Day. I debated about using it this week due to the fact that it will post the day after…But really the sentiment is good for any day. Though I have my issues with current American politics…I am a born and bred southern lady from the good ole US of A. My family has been a part of the country for several generations. My Great Grandfather was one of Pershing’s Own. He and my Great Grandmother and their Son Walton (A gentle soul that I loved as a child – Had Down Syndrome and was born during the time that Down Syndrome children were institutionalized. He played guitar and loved to spend time with me.) are buried not far from the tomb of the unknown soldier in Arlington National Cemetary. Great Grandfather was in World War I. By the time WWII came around, he had a family and my Great Grandmother refused to sign the permission slip for him to fight.

My stepfather – Bobby was a merchant marine.

My Aunt Elly was Navy.

My cousin (the eldest of us on my mom’s side) is a Marine.

My grandfather (Mom’s Side) was military – Though I don’t know much about him.

To all who served, and are gone, I remember you. Thank you for your sacrifice.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Well I’m an axegrinder piledriver
Mother says that I never never mind her
Got no brains I’m insane
Teacher says that I’m one big pain
I’m like a laser 6-streamin’ razor
I got a mouth like an alligator
I want it louder
More power
I’m gonna rock ya till it strikes the hour

Bang your head! metal health’ll drive you mad
Band your head! metal health’ll drive you mad

Well I’m frustrated
Outdated I really want to be over-rated
I’m a finder and I’m a keeper
I’m not a loser and I ain’t no weeper
I got the boys to make the noise
Won’t ever let up
Hope it annoys you
Join the pack
Fill the crack
Well now you’re here
There’s no way back

My Two Cents- Today is a bad communication day for me. I was trying to figure out a good song for the post. I told Joe that I felt like I needed to bang my head against the desk because of how hard it was to communicate. He said that I had my song…yeah I guess I did. So join me in Banging my head with happy instead of frustration,

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Usually, I pick a single song…Today I want to talk about covers. These have such a fine line. I love Disturbed’s cover of Song of Silence and Hate Seether’s Careless Whisper…Though both were well done the second rubs me the wrong way because of how special that song is to me. There are several songs that people don’t realize are cover songs. (Like the Fugee’s hit of “Killing me softly” was originally sung by Roberta Flack. ) Well done covers change a song and add something to it. Sometimes That makes the song terrible. Sometimes it improves it. Depends very strongly on who is listening. It is entirely possible to enjoy both versions. I love Zombie by the Cranberries and by Bad Wolves. I also enjoy Enter Sandman by both Metallica and SHEL. So covers are not always an if /or situation.

That being said…What is your favorite covered song? Who sang it originally? Who covered it, and was the cover better?

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –
That’s just what they told me
You could be a patriot
Don’t you love your country?
Don’t you wanna die for it?
How could they enlist me?
I was only seventeen
It’s better to be thankful
Than challenge their authority
This is how the world is
This is how they suck you in
Manipulate the broken
To suffer every consequence
They gave me a machine gun
But I don’t wanna hurt no one
There’s nothing here to fight for
This is someone else’s war
That’s just what they told me
Son, you could be a patriot
Defender of your country
Protector of the innocent
We’ll beat ’em with a clenched fist
By order of your government
They said we were the good guys
But what if we’re the terrorists?
This is how the world is
This is how they suck you in
Manipulate the broken
To suffer every consequence
They gave me a machine gun
But I don’t wanna hurt no one
There’s nothing here to fight for
This is someone else’s war
This is how the world ends
This is how they suck you in
Manipulate the broken
To suffer every consequence
I’m only a statistic
And no one even gives a shit
The treatment for my shell shock
Yeah, they won’t even pay for it
I fired that machine gun
I never meant to hurt no one
And as my friends and foes bleed
We satisfy a rich man’s greed
Maybe I don’t know a damn thing
I’ve never been through anything
This is all I can be
A voice for someone else’s grief
He fired that machine gun
She never meant to hurt no one
‘Cause once you leave a headstone
You never really make it home

My 2 Cents-
This song feels appropriate due to world events. There will always be war, a fact that breaks my pacifistic heart. The soldiers are not to blame for the war, they are just another victim. And I want to cry at the helplessness the whole thing brings. So I will scream that I want peace…I will cry for the lost. And I will hope that the politicians someday hear us.,

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics

My lover’s got humor
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
“We were born sick”, you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom”
The only Heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine-looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

My 2 Cents-
this song speaks to me on so many levels. Sex can be both shameful and uplifting depending on the situation. It has been both for me on more than one occasion. I feel like that is what this song is talking about…that moment when sex is everything.