Two-fer Tuesday (Lyrically Speaking)

He's going the distance
He's going for speed
She's all alone (all alone)
in her time of need

-- Cake, "He's Going the Distance"

Or, if you prefer...

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

-- Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, "The Waiting"

Lyrically Speaking

In recognition of the bloody cold weather we've been having the past few days...

She plays Beach Boys records and she dances alone,
And before (before) before she goes home...
She wants a Piña Colada in a pint glass...
She wants to be where the summer won’t stop,
She wants gin clear water and milk white sand,
A sunburned nose and a drink in her hand
With a pink umbrella on top!

-- Gaelic Storm, " Piña Colada in a Pint Glass," How Are We Getting Home? (2004)

Éste no es el sitio para usted

If you've landed here looking for the lyrics to Scott Blasey's song "San Antonio," I apologize. I've learned through StatCounter that a surprising number of people have come here looking for just that ("lyrics San Antonio Scott Blasey," although not as many as landed here searching for "6dpo" or "Dar Williams setlist"). I did a google search myself to see what was going on and I was surprised to discover that I come up on the first search page because I have the song listed in my most recent playlist on the sidebar.

Again, I apologize. I don't have the lyrics. He has a website. It's www.(hisname).com. Email him. His email is scott@(hisname).com. (I'm not linking to it or writing it out because I don't want him to find out I gave it to you! If you're not smart enough to decipher the "secret code," well then... cough cough... I don't know what to say). But, seriously; he's a chatty guy, he's actually very friendly, and he will probably write you back.

And if this is your question, as far as I can tell the line is "Es la chica para usted," which means "she is the girl for you," but I could be wrong. I failed eleventh grade Spanish, after all.

Lyrically Speaking

There's the wind and the rain
And the mercy of the fallen
Who say hey it's not my place to know what's right
There's the weak and the strong
And the many stars that guide us
We have some of them inside us

-- Dar Williams, "Mercy of the Fallen," Beauty of the Rain (2003)

Lyrically Speaking

Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax
Jennifer Juniper, longs for what she lacks
Do you like her? Yes, I do, sir.
Would you love her? Yes, I would, sir.
What'cha doin', Jennifer my love?

-- Donovan, "Jennifer Juniper," The Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)

Lyrically Speaking

And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
If anything could ever be this good again,
The only thing I'll ever ask of you.
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang.

-- Foo Fighters, "Everlong," The Colour and The Shape (1997)

Lyrically Speaking

So boy while you chip in some understanding, I'll make a deal with my mess
And cleaning up what I wanna be saying is my first big step
When I close my eyes and everything I run into
Is stubbing me with bruises of memories of you

-- Aslyn, "Gotta Get Over You," Lemon Love (2005)

Negative Lane

I haven't been myself all year
too many changes around here
and the road to happiness has been a crash course
it's been a long year
since you left
and a whole week since I last slept
dusting myself off to ride the wild horse

Don't know where I'm going
or just what it means
but the scars remind me of exactly where I've been

If you try to find me
my number's not the same
hang my hat up on negative lane

People keep asking how I've been
because of the state of mind I'm in
there's a million places I swore I would be by now

radio songs all sound the same
I almost played in to that whole game
but the boy's club hung a sign that said "no girls allowed"

Don't know where I'm going
or just what it means
but the scars remind me of exactly where I've been

If you try to find me my number's not the same
hang my hat up on negative lane
you take the road of self destruction
to the culdesac of shame
hang my hat up on negative lane

I keep on coming around
I got one foot back on the ground
and when the other joins me I'll be splitting town

-- Antigone Rising, "Negative Lane," New And Used (1999)