Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin’ logs
Cab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin’ hogs
We is headin’ for bear on I-one-oh
'Bout a mile outta Shaky Town
I says, "Pig Pen, this here’s the Rubber Duck.
“And I’m about to put the hammer down.”
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls
With bad intent.
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
The man in 119 takes his tea all alone
Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries
I’m hearing opera through the door
The souls of men and women, impassioned all
Their voices climb and fall, battle trumpets call
I fill the bath and climb inside, singing
He will not touch their pastry
But every day they bring him more
Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away
And then go, eat them on the shore
I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand
Sing of a lover’s fate sealed by jealous hate
And wash my hand in the sea with just three days more
I’d have just about learned the entire score to Aida
Holidays must end as you know
All is memory taken home with me
The opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing
The verging sea all years ago
Early in the evenin’ just about supper time
Over by the courthouse they’re starting to unwind
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up
Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp
All I want to do is have a little fun before I die
Says the man next to me out of nowhere
It’s apropos of nothing he says his name is William
But I’m sure he’s Bill or Billy or Mac or buddy
And he’s plain ugly to me, and I wonder if he’s ever
Had a day of fun in his whole life
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In the bar that faces the giant car wash
All I wanna do…Sheryl Crow
@Pizzagirl this is a fun thread! But I have to ask… Why the question? Just personal curiosity?
i went to see the Carole King musical last week and at dinner we were talking about Carole King music, which morphed into Carly Simon and “That’s the Way I Always Heard it Should Be” (in my first post) and so did the river run.
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights
The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima Donna lord you really should have been there
Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair
And it’s one more beer and I don’t hear you anymore
We’ve all gone crazy lately
My friends out there rolling round the basement floor
Elton John/Bernie Taupin (lyrics), “Someone Saved My Life Tonight”
Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday
Mama Leone left a note on the door
She said, Sonny, move out to the country
Workin’ too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack)
You oughta know by now (oughta know)
Who needs a house out in Hackensack
Is that what you get with your money
It seems such a waste of time
If that’s what it’s all about
Mama if that’s movin’ up
Then I’m movin’ out
I’m movin’ out
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, “You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away”
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin’ punches around
And preachin’ from my chair
“I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes”
White Trash Beautiful, Trailer Park Queen
She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5
She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool
But all he can do for money is drive
Out late haulin’ freight on Interstate 5, prayin’ he’ll see home before his baby arrive
There’s something happening here
But what it is ain’t exactly clear
There’s a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
(For what it’s worth, Buffalo Springfield)
Was discussing this with my husband and he immediately mentioned a lot of Billy Joel. Also albums like American Idiot by Green Day, and Tommy by The Who—but they were written as rock operas and therefore maybe don’t count as the whole album is telling a story?