Highway23
04-15-2002, 10:05 AM
Are any of you harmonica fans? I love hearing it. Not just in a Dylan song, but in any song. When Ed finally started playing one all I kept saying was "YEAH!"...In any song I love to just hear someone playing out the harmonica. I used to live with a guy who could play a mean one, and I have one sitting here right now and I suck balls on it.
I am trying desperatly to write a song where I can play one and make it sound like that's where it's supposed to be. Who knows.
anyway, it's Monday, and I'm a little hungover. Not too bad, but I'm hungry as hell. Here's the newest song to add to the lyrical collection. It's a great one, and if you can, I would download it.
Bad Day~Juliana Hatfield
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I screwed it up again.
I made another friend
A desperado
Named "trouble"
He showed his gun to me
He took my money
I think I understand
What makes a boy become
A bad man.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
To suffer greatly
From the indignity
Of working for a living
Why would I want to breed?
And the monotony
Driving me crazy
I shouldn't rock the boat
I think my head's about to explode.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I lost my head.
I made my bed all by myself
Now I don't sleep in it so well.
I'm taking off my dress
But you won't touch me now
This room is such a mess
I really don't know how
To be the perfect girl
But in a perfect world
I'd give you what you need
And you'd be giving me
Another chance.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I lost my head.
I made my bed all by myself
Now I don't sleep in it so well.
If just once, I could feel love, stare back at me....E.V.
I am trying desperatly to write a song where I can play one and make it sound like that's where it's supposed to be. Who knows.
anyway, it's Monday, and I'm a little hungover. Not too bad, but I'm hungry as hell. Here's the newest song to add to the lyrical collection. It's a great one, and if you can, I would download it.
Bad Day~Juliana Hatfield
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I screwed it up again.
I made another friend
A desperado
Named "trouble"
He showed his gun to me
He took my money
I think I understand
What makes a boy become
A bad man.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
To suffer greatly
From the indignity
Of working for a living
Why would I want to breed?
And the monotony
Driving me crazy
I shouldn't rock the boat
I think my head's about to explode.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I lost my head.
I made my bed all by myself
Now I don't sleep in it so well.
I'm taking off my dress
But you won't touch me now
This room is such a mess
I really don't know how
To be the perfect girl
But in a perfect world
I'd give you what you need
And you'd be giving me
Another chance.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I ask myself why did I run away?
I guess maybe I was having a bad day.
I lost my head.
I made my bed all by myself
Now I don't sleep in it so well.
If just once, I could feel love, stare back at me....E.V.