Aug 10, 2008 22:23
when you listen to Dead Hot Workshop
especially "117"
you will agree with me
that you love to sing along
and the words move you
and seldom do they not bring you to your knees
and do you not feel them break your heart already broken and lost
and you are a piece of the bigger picture
and you know what the song means
and you bring it along beside them
then you shake your head in disbelief
when you remember that you have no idea
what the hell Curtis is babbling about
except "stone-cold son of a bitch"
and "really don't matter none"
and if you take the words right out of his mouth
you will be closer to knowing
that it been what it's been
and it really don't depend without meeeeeee.....
'er something.
Babs rocks.