Wizard of Changes -- ©cdozo 2004 to 2015 (cdozo) wrote,
Wizard of Changes -- ©cdozo 2004 to 2015
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Who Would Do Anything You Say?

There are times in most everyone's life when they get something they reallyreally want, reallyreally need, and everything is perfect and then...and then...it isn't because doesn't, it won't, it can't do what they want it to do or be what they want it to be. It may be a person, or a job, or it may be being poised to buy the perfect car or house or whatever. Whatever it is, things don't  go the way they envisioned when they were dreaming of their perfect future with this thing. Successful acquisition and/or positioning is no guarantee of future performance.

A few years ago, my niece corruptedproof gave me a tape containing a song that describes this moment perfectly. I think of this song at least once a week. It shows so perfectly the frustration of getting what you really want and then have the result not be what you want because the thing, or the world around it, is anchored in reality and thus has a mind of its own.

Jude Law and a Semester Abroad
by  Brand New
on the album Your Favorite Weapon

Whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at.
He owes me one last wish.
So here's a present to let you know I still exist.
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.

But I got a plan. Drink for forty days and forty nights.
A sip for every second-hand tick.
And for every time you fed me the line,
“you mean so much to me...”. I'm without you.

Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.

And even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.
“Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you.”
And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style.
its 8:45. The weather is getting better by the hour.
I hope it rains there all the time.
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied.
I'm without you.

Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say

Who would do anything you say.

Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it

Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it

(overlapping)
no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone

(also overlapping)
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say

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