… the much much better version btw, but due of its obscurity … rarely heard, if at all … what you hear on the radio is the shortened version starting with horns blaring … editing the best part … the piano intro … and that’s a shame …
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I’m afraid of Americans, I’m afraid of the world
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Jonny’s in America
No tricks at the wheel
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
No one needs anyone
They don’t even just pretend
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Jonny’s in America
I’m afraid I can’t help it, I’m afraid I can’t
Jonny’s in America
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Jonny wants a plane
Jonny wants to suck on a Coke
Jonny wants a woman
Jonny wants to think of a joke
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Jonny’s in America
Uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Jonny’s in America
Jonny looks up at the stars
Jonny combs his hair
And Jonny wants pussy in cars
Jonny’s in America, uh-uh-uh uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
I’m afraid of Americans
God is an American
God is an American
WOW!!!!
… ya done good kid … still sayin’ & repeatin’ (capped out too) said aforementioned “WOW” to myself over and over … and OVER again. Greatest Christmas EVER … lots of fun family times, lots (… and lots, lol) of good food … a few silly family pics too, lol … and plenty of presents … but none more heartfelt than WonderBoy’s … think I mentioned this limited edition vinyl Sublime to him a millionmonths ago (can’t believe he remembered) … and then he went doubly LPLuvin’ me with Nirvana … WOW … NEVERMIND!! Yep, done good motherfucker, real good … muchluvson!!
➡ today’s 4:20 … thanks Sublime, lol. 😉
ok ok, last one … least for awhile
… I promise!! As if I have to even begin to apologize/explain myself to y’all … yet here I am. Bear with me gang, your loyalty will be rewarded. Been on a music diggin’ kick lately (can ya tell, lol?) , other blog posts haven’t been there recently for a variety of reasons, and if I ain’t happy, ain’t pushing Publish … lots of trash-tossing lately folks.. Heard this today on my Psychedelic Sunday with Andy Frost … GREAT GREAT song by Three Dog Night … and with Christmas and the holidays upon us … and the song’s feelgoodfestiveness felt throughout … figured one more for the road … as it were, wouldn’t hurt. So please listen and enjoy (btw, Happy Holidays y’all). No need to worry, concern your pretty little heads with what appears to be a danistrulytheman absence … ’cause I’m sayin’ it ain’t so … will be back with a vengeance, BIGGER and better than ever … with plenty of verbal assaults strategically strewn about, lol. Ya can’t keep a good man down …
her face is sans feature but she wears a Dali brooch
come out of the garden baby
you’ll catch your death in the fog
caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there become so tired so much more aware
I’m becoming this all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you
even the Angels are losing sleep
looks like the Holy Ghost is gone
over your shoulder you have to watch Heaven fall into Hell
we all need a little shelter, just a little helper … to get us by
➡ today’s 4:20
goodbye the future’s sold out, there’s no use screaming, who thought we’d ever get this far
I know you must be upset I can’t find meaning
I’m sorry we’re sorry we’re all scared all scared
hey is anybody home
has anybody wasted tears on loneliness that everyone becomes
… sorry, link appears broken (?!?!) … quickie edit fix – adding viewing pleasure vid, lol. 😎
deaf and blind I’m living with the lepers and you wanna hold my hand
good is good and bad is bad
she put your books out on the sidewalk
now they’re blowing ‘round
they won’t help you when you’re down
to bring your good luck back to you
and if you think that everything’s unfair
would you care if you’re the last one standing there
you turn around before the lightening strikes
and does it ever make you stop and wonder
if all your good times pass you byI don’t hold no mystery
bu I can show you how to turn the key
’cause all I know is where I started
so downhearted
and that’s not where you want to beand everytime you hear the rolling thunder
you turn around before the lightening strikes
and you could find a rock to crawl right under
if all your good times pass you by
when the day is done
and the world is sleeping
and the moon is on its way to shine
all your friends are gone
you thought were so worth keeping
you feel you don’t belong
and you don’t know why
and everytime you hear the rolling thunder
you turn around before the lightening strikes
well does it ever make you stop and wonder
if all your good times pass you by
when the day is done
and the world is sleeping
and the moon is on its way to shine shine
all your friends are gone
you thought were so worth keeping
you feel you don’t belong
neither do I
can’t stop addicted to the shindig
choose not a life of imitation
distant cousin to the reservation
go ask the dust for any answers
come back strong with 50 belly dancers
can’t stop the spirits when they need you
this life is more than just a read through
time to take a ride it leaves today no conversation
conversations kill conversations kill conversations kill
[studio version – GREAT GREAT motherfucking song!!]
something in the way
we do our time like pennies in a jar, what are we saving for?
waiting for our ship to come but our ship’s not coming back
so give me something to believe
’cause I am living just to breathe
and I need something more
to keep on breathing for
so give me something to believe
I just can’t find the answers to the questions that keep going through my mind
Every time I think of you it always turns out good
dansdailydouble – man, these both take me back … WAAAAYYYYY back!! 😎
I thought we were fine guess you thought differently that day
it’s no big thing really I’m doing fine by myself
it’s just that sometimes I feel like I’ve died and gone to hell
I got too high now I’m falling too fast and I’m outta control
LOVE LOVE my Four Fucking Horsemen!! … gimme a HELL YEAH motherfuckers!!
with a devil in my heart and a shotgun in my hand you’re gonna lose this man
I said you’re gonna lose this man
I count my friends on these four fingers
who could ask for more
I said who could ask for more
sometimes you gotta let your feelings show
sometimes you gotta let those cold wind blow
who’s gonna pay the piper for the song he sings
and who’s gonna take some pity
on my lonely tired wings
my tired wings
my tired wings
my tired wings
➡ today’s 4:20
and I know the pieces fit ’cause I watched them fall away
the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication
and I know the pieces fit ’cause I watched them tumble down
no fault none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire
to point the finger blame the other watch the temple topple over
to bring the pieces back together rediscover communication
the poetry that comes from the squaring off between
and the circling is worth it
finding beauty in the dissonance
there was a time that the pieces fit but I watched them fall away
mildewed and smouldering strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
doomed to crumble unless we grow and strengthen our communication
I know the pieces fit I know the pieces fit I know the pieces fit and I know the pieces fit
Some days I’m a super bitch
So baby yes I know what I am and no I don’t give a damn and you’ll be loving it
*kiss kiss*


