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Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

I’m Miss American Dream since I was seventeen
Don’t matter if I step on the scene
Or sneak away to the Philippines
They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece of me

I’m Miss bad media karma
Another day another drama
Guess I can’t see no harm
In working and being a mama
And with a kid on my arm
I’m still an exception
And you want a piece of me

I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless!
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! This just in
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin
(You want a piece of me)

I’m Mrs. ‘You want a piece of me?’
Tryin’ and pissin’ me off
Well get in line with the paparazzi
Who’s flippin’ me off
Hopin’ I’ll resort to startin’ havoc
And end up settlin’ in court
Now are you sure you want a piece of me?
I’m Mrs. ‘Most likely to get on TV for strippin’ on the streets’
When getting the groceries, no, for real
Are you kidding me?
No wonder there’s panic in the industry
I mean please

I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Exta! Extra! this just in
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17
Don’t matter if I step on the scene
Or sneak away to the Philippines
They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece of me
You want a piece of me?
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless!
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless!
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin
(You want a piece of me)
Oh yeah
You want a piece of me


My 2 Cents –

Today (Sunday) I am running around trying to get everything done. I feel like I am being pulled in a million directions…and this song just feels right. Everybody wants a piece of me today. I will get it all but I may miss out on a detail or 5.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

Who will save you?

The voices want to end me
With words just like a blade
Cutting pieces from me
‘Til nothing remains, ’til I go insane

Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine
Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind”
Fear overcomes me when I realize
It’s only me

I keep on screamin’, “Help!”
I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell
Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself
Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?)
And over time, demons come to life

Masters of seduction
And I like how they dance
Feeding my addiction
I play their game, another hit of pain

Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine
Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind”
Fear overcomes me when I realize
It’s only me

I keep on screaming, “Help!”
I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell
Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself
Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?)
And over time, demons come

I’m not well, I wish I was happy
The world can’t help, ’cause this storm’s inside me
Still, I try, I’m tryin’ to change
But there’s something broken, fucked up in my brain
Partum my demons, there’s no reason
Part of me wants to be stuck in this dream, and

I can’t save me
I can’t save me
(Who will save you?) I can’t save me
(Who will save you?) I can’t

I keep on screaming, “Help!” (Who will save you?)
I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell (who will save you?)
Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself (who will save you?)
Alone in my mind (in my mind), demons come to life (who will save you?)
And over time, demons come to life

Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?)
Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?)
Who will save me? (When demons come to life)

When demons come to life
I’m not well, I wish I was happy (wish I was happy)
Demons come to life


My 2 Cents –

I am not ready to talk about the concert here yet…it was not pleasant. So instead I will share the original song by Halocene and Laurin Babic. Both are usually cover bands. This is a wonderful effort. I will discuss the concert another day…Probably not this week.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

I can’t unhear what you said
You’re so messed in the head
For all the pain that you spread to me

You got to live with the fact
You stuck a knife in my back
And then you laughed while you watched me bleed

What you got coming to ya you did to yourself
Now you got coming to ya everything i felt

Like sliding down a razor blade
Feeling every cut
Sucker punch into the face
Then you taste the blood
I hope it hurts a little
I hope it hurts you bad
I hope it hurts a little more than that
Like burning in the flames of fire
Turning into ash
Walking then you’re running
On a bed of broken glass
I hope it hurts a little
I hope it hurts you bad
I hope it hurts a little more, more than that

Sure hope you know how to pray
And how to self medicate
Cause when you come face to face with the fear

It’s there as long as you live
Don’t look to me to forgive
I think you know what you did
What you did what you did

What you got coming to yeah you did to yourself
Now you got coming to ya everything I felt



My 2 Cents –

So Thursday I am going to the Disturbed/Falling in Reverse/Plush Concert. I admit I had not really paid any attention to Plush. Now I am listening to them to fix that. I love the other two bands…and I am starting to grow fond of this one.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

She never mentions the word “addiction”
In certain company
Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan
After you meet her family
She paints her eyes as black as night now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain come
The pain gonna make everything alright
Says she talks to angels
They call her out by her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet
Says she talks to angels
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
She don’t know no lover
None that I ever seen
Yeah, to her that ain’t nothin’
But to me, it means
Means everything
She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes
The pain gonna make everything alright, alright
She talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
Oh, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out, yeah, yeah
Call her out
Don’t you know that they
Call her out by her name?


My 2 Cents –

There is something I can’t help but find poetic about this song. It has been something that I have been unable to explain why I like it…but it also has been one that sings my own name.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

We know we should turn and just walk away
We can’t help, but cause more pain
Wounded more with every word that we say
The memories remain

Here we are
Once again
Questioning the end
Am I supposed to let you go?

Don’t tell me now that you hate me
For never letting go
Let there be no doubt
I can’t live my life without you

I close my eyes and still hear the screams
That would tear apart our world
I keep reliving everything
I can’t believe how much this hurts

Here we are
Once again
Still questioning the end
How can I let you go?

Don’t tell me now that you hate me
For never letting go
Let there be no doubt
I can’t live my life without you

Here we are
Once again
Still questioning the end
How can I let you go?

Don’t tell me now that you hate me
For never letting go
Let there be no doubt
I can’t live my life without you

Don’t tell me now that you hate me
Because I don’t want to let you go
It’s like living hell
For me to live my life without you, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh


My 2 Cents –

so I am looking forward to going to a concert on the 15th of February. Disturbed and Falling in Reverse and Plush. so I have been listening to the first two of the 3 bands a lot more often because of that. Disturbed just dropped this new song. so I have to share my joy.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

You can tell me that you try
But you told me as you said goodbye
And all those things you couldn’t say
You just watched me walk away, again
But I was there for you to the end
As your lover and your best friend
So why’d you cross that line and destroy my life?
Please just tell the truth
‘Cause it’s a lot to defend and I can’t understand
How I’m still loving you
Why can’t you be by yourself?
Always needing to be with someone else
So uncomfortable in your own skin
I didn’t realize that time alone meant time with him
So why’d you cross that line and destroy my life?
Please just tell the truth
‘Cause it’s a lot to defend and I can’t understand
How I’m still loving you
We only have one life to get right
We had our second chance
And yet we fucked it up again
So why’d you cross that line and destroy our lives?
Please just tell the truth
It’s a lot to defend, I can’t understand
How I’m still loving you
How am I still loving you?


My 2 Cents –

Someone pointed out that the song I shared last week and this one when played together form a story – no matter what order you play them. I felt that and found the story too compelling to not share.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

No one knows just what has become of her
Shattered doll, desperate
Oh so innocent and delicate
But too damn obdurate
And obstinate to let go
Broken down, hurt again, it never ends
Frightened and trembling
Did she fall again? An accident?
Her eyes encircled in black again
I can’t believe that she’s still with him
For how long will you try?
How long until you walk away?
Your facade can’t disguise
The fact that you’re in misery
Look inside see what has become of her
Hiding within again
Can she pick herself up again?
It’s just too difficult and arduous to let go
Homicide flashes through her mind again
No more pain, take control
If he raises his hand again
She’ll find her freedom in killing him
The world will see that she’s had enough
For how long will you try?
How long until you walk away?
Your facade can’t disguise
The fact that you’re in misery
For how long will you try?
How long until you walk away?
Your facade can’t disguise
The fact that you’re in misery
For how long will you deny?
How long until you walk away?
Your facade can’t disguise
The fact that you’re in misery
For how long will you try?
How long until you walk away?
Your facade can’t disguise
The fact that you’re in misery
Broken down, hurt again
It never ends


My 2 Cents –

This song is often taken as speaking of an abused woman. I have always seen it as masking in any form. Being who you are not in any relationship is a torture. If you love someone, accept them for who they are. No matter what they are.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin’ toys
For the good gentile girls and the good gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared ’em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye
“Merry Christmas to all, now you’re all gonna die”

The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he’d been gettin’ a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you’ll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, “It tastes just like chicken”

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can’t hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin’ in reindeer guts

There’s the National Guard and the FBI
There’s a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin’ ’round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin’, the body count’s risin’
And everyone’s dyin’ to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes, Virginia, now Santa’s doing time
In a Federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey little friend now, don’t you cry no more tears
He’ll be out with good behavior in seven hundred more years
But now Vixen’s in therapy and Donner’s still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the Postal Service
And they say Mrs. Clause, she’s on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They’re talkin’ bout, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin’ gypped

Whoa oh, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he’d gettin’ a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Whoa oh, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped in his brain


My 2 Cents –

Best Holiday song ever in my opinion. And considering that the holiday has already started kicking my nads…yeah. let the fun start please?

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

They call it creeping, I say loving, it’s the only way for me
Filling out papers, signing waivers, but I stay outside his reach
I name your mother and your father and the first pet that you keep
I know your favourite place to dine at when your cheque comes in each week
I know you do your wash on Sundays and you separate your whites
And that your car needs a new tire ’cause last week I laid those spikes
I’ve got a million polaroids with all the dates penned in red ink
I sneak a walkie-talkie in your room to listen to you sleep
You just don’t know it yet, but you love me and I love you the same
One day we’ll have a pretty wedding, and I’ll be your everything
We’ll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part
Oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart
Some call it stalking, I say walking just extremely close behind
I’m sure if I sat down and asked you, well, you really wouldn’t mind
You’ve got those eyes that drive me crazy
And I’ve got eyes to watch you sleep
I brought a pack lunch and some coffee
For my stakeout in your tree, outside your house (shh)
Gotta be as quiet as a mouse, or else you’ll call the police
And I’ll get done for somethin’ stupid like disturbance of the peace
And piece by piece, I am collecting all the things you leave behind
And when you don’t, I rummage through your bins to see what I can find
You just don’t know it yet, but you love me and I love you the same
One day we’ll have a pretty wedding, and I’ll be your everything
We’ll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part
Oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart
You just don’t know it yet, but you love me and I love you the same
One day we’ll have a pretty wedding, and I’ll be your everything
We’ll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part
Oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart


My 2 Cents –

Okay this one is fun…and disturbing…but fun nonetheless.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics-

There is a house way down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I’m one

Mother was a tailor, yeah, yeah
Sewed my Levi jeans
My father was a gamblin’ man, yeah, yeah
Down, way down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gamblin’ man ever needs
Is a suitcase, Lord, and a trunk
And the only time a fool like him is satisfied
Is when he’s all stone cold drunk

Oh, mothers, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun


[Verse 4]
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I’m goin’ back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

[Refrain]
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I’m one


My 2 Cents –

So I am all of the time having a conversation with my daughter about cover songs. A lot of the ones that she likes are covers of stuff that I listened to in my youth. The covers are not always a bad thing. This song in particular is one that has been covered by everyone. Seriously 😒. But I have to admit… I kinda like this one.