Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Oh Rufus!

Rufus Wainwright - Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk
Found at skreemr.com


In a very disordered state of mind... this song came up on my iTunes, and I was like "Rufus! You are speaking to my soul!" I doubt he intended the song to have this particular meaning, but no matter:

Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like 's a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me

If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I likes a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me

And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we wont mention
Everything about 'em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly

It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted

Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town

Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental Valium
Can't expect the world to be your Raggedy Andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown

You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of a lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or adios Kansas

It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted

Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish
A little bit tower of Pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I'm a mess

Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk

2 comments:

what if summer... said...

http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=107741751&blogId=476934570

i watched all the clips on this blog on myspace. Apparently it was on the BBC. They always cover interesting topics! :)

hey.hana said...

Can't guarantee that this isn't due to my tripping balls on cold&flu meds, but I LOVED THIS SONG.

LOADS.

As in, enough that I'm about to sit listening to it over and over until I've gotten it on piano, so I can play it at my next open mic.


thank you!

 
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