Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Rave of the Day for May 20, 2009:
I've got the new Green Day CD, "21st Century Breakdown"! I know, I know, I'm supposed to be on a budget, not buying music anymore. But I haven't bought a music CD in over two years, and, well, it's GREEN DAY.
Have listened all the way through once. It's all awesome, but the song that really caught my attention (for obvious reasons) is "Restless Heart Syndrome". Here are the lyrics....
I've got a really bad disease
It's got me begging on my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
'Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I'm elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away
I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You'd be surprised what I endure
What makes you feel self-assured
I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be waiting outside
The accidents that you could find
It's like some kind of suicide
So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like I've been crucified to be satisfied
I'm elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy
You're a victim of the system
I'm a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You're a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy
Have listened all the way through once. It's all awesome, but the song that really caught my attention (for obvious reasons) is "Restless Heart Syndrome". Here are the lyrics....
I've got a really bad disease
It's got me begging on my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
'Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I'm elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away
I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You'd be surprised what I endure
What makes you feel self-assured
I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be waiting outside
The accidents that you could find
It's like some kind of suicide
So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like I've been crucified to be satisfied
I'm elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy
You're a victim of the system
I'm a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You're a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy
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