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there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out.
but I'm too tough for him.
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the works?
you want to blow my book sales in Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out.
but I'm too clever. I only let him out
at night sometimes.
when everybody's asleep...
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep,
do you?
Feb 11, 2024
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⭐I don't know any instruments, i don't read music, i don't know how to write songs, and so i wrote this song:
Inspirations: The Velvet Underground, The Beatles, The Doors, Bob Dylan
Miss Misery by Clean Teeth
well i'm looking at miss misery and well she just don't know my name But we have met before i knew her long before this game
We used to be acquaintances like friends of the night She'd come over and sleep with me Tell me everything was alright But i never knew her name didn't care much to ask The job she was doin' me Was to unlock me from past
Miss misery was always there she never charged no fee She could tell i needed her so she let me lean for free
She never asked no questions She would only ever stay the night and when the morning broke no doubt she'd be out of sight
i had a hold on her and i don't really know why but i have since lost her or so i thought, until tonight
and so i'm looking at miss misery for what i hope to be the very last time and she's starring back at me i see the devil in her eyes
She ain't no friend of mine yeah, she ain't no friend of mine
And so i'm walking out the door and i still don't know her name she knows the whole story and boy that feels so strange
i'll see her when i see her whenever that may be i got to nip it in the bud i got to be set free
i got to be free from miss misery
Miss Misery by Clean Teeth
well i'm looking at miss misery and well she just don't know my name But we have met before i knew her long before this game
We used to be acquaintances like friends of the night She'd come over and sleep with me Tell me everything was alright But i never knew her name didn't care much to ask The job she was doin' me Was to unlock me from past
Miss misery was always there she never charged no fee She could tell i needed her so she let me lean for free
She never asked no questions She would only ever stay the night and when the morning broke no doubt she'd be out of sight
i had a hold on her and i don't really know why but i have since lost her or so i thought, until tonight
and so i'm looking at miss misery for what i hope to be the very last time and she's starring back at me i see the devil in her eyes
She ain't no friend of mine yeah, she ain't no friend of mine
And so i'm walking out the door and i still don't know her name she knows the whole story and boy that feels so strange
i'll see her when i see her whenever that may be i got to nip it in the bud i got to be set free
i got to be free from miss misery
Feb 24, 2025
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I really admire how he kept trying new things, routinely switching up his stylistic approach to explore the same set of themes, always sticking to his guns.
Here are some of his lyrics that have been on my mind lately: ✥ From 'Pleasures of the Harbor' For love was but a smile Teasing all the while Now dancing down the drain
✥ From 'The Party' The wallflower is waiting, she hides behind composure She'd love to dance and prays that no one asks her Then she steals a glance at lovers while her fingers tease her hair And she marvels at the confidence of those who hide their fears Then her eyes are closed as she rides away with a foreign legionnaire And my shoulders had to shrug As I crawl beneath the rug And re-tune my piano ✥ From 'When I'm Gone' And I won't breathe the bracing air when I'm gone And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here
✥ From 'There But For Fortune' Show me a prison, show me a jail Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Also 'Jim Dean of Indiana' is great example of how lyrics are animated by melody, phrasing and pacing. None of the lyrics of 'Jim Dean' particularly stand out when written down, but when heard the emotional build-up is so intense and heart-breaking. Every quiet blunt little line builds on the one that came before, culminating in the final gut-punch: "That is where I placed a flower For Jim Dean of Indiana" It's the only time anything in the song is said in first person, let alone implies that the story has anything other than a distant omniscient point of view. It's just so sad!!
Anyways, give him a listen and lmk if you have any insight into the lyrical pit of despair that is 'When In Rome' lol (Phil could get extremely pessimistic, would often write from the worst person in any scenario's perspective to really make you look at it straight in the face [eg: 'Outside Of A Small Circle Of Friends'*] and really loved writing about sailors. It can be a lot sometimes!) _____________________________________ * "Maybe we should raise our voices, ask somebody why But demonstrations are a drag, besides, we're much too high" is another great line lol, get organized or get WRECKED
Here are some of his lyrics that have been on my mind lately: ✥ From 'Pleasures of the Harbor' For love was but a smile Teasing all the while Now dancing down the drain
✥ From 'The Party' The wallflower is waiting, she hides behind composure She'd love to dance and prays that no one asks her Then she steals a glance at lovers while her fingers tease her hair And she marvels at the confidence of those who hide their fears Then her eyes are closed as she rides away with a foreign legionnaire And my shoulders had to shrug As I crawl beneath the rug And re-tune my piano ✥ From 'When I'm Gone' And I won't breathe the bracing air when I'm gone And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here
✥ From 'There But For Fortune' Show me a prison, show me a jail Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Also 'Jim Dean of Indiana' is great example of how lyrics are animated by melody, phrasing and pacing. None of the lyrics of 'Jim Dean' particularly stand out when written down, but when heard the emotional build-up is so intense and heart-breaking. Every quiet blunt little line builds on the one that came before, culminating in the final gut-punch: "That is where I placed a flower For Jim Dean of Indiana" It's the only time anything in the song is said in first person, let alone implies that the story has anything other than a distant omniscient point of view. It's just so sad!!
Anyways, give him a listen and lmk if you have any insight into the lyrical pit of despair that is 'When In Rome' lol (Phil could get extremely pessimistic, would often write from the worst person in any scenario's perspective to really make you look at it straight in the face [eg: 'Outside Of A Small Circle Of Friends'*] and really loved writing about sailors. It can be a lot sometimes!) _____________________________________ * "Maybe we should raise our voices, ask somebody why But demonstrations are a drag, besides, we're much too high" is another great line lol, get organized or get WRECKED
Jan 31, 2025
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i could make a career of being blue / i could dress in black and read Camus / smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth / like i was 17, that would be a scream / but i don't wanna get over you
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