The General Situation

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Western stars light up the sky; hear the desert wind roll by tonight, tonight (Chris Isaak, "Western Stars")

I'm just making you mixtapes with homemade covers, analog to show we're lovers (Tift Merritt, "Mixtape")

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoying, and say something like, "Yeah, intelligent input, darling. Why don't you just have another beer then?" (Kate Nash, "Foundations")

I never dreamt that I would get to be the creature that I always meant to be (Pet Shop Boys, "Being Boring")

Keats and Yeats are on your side, but you lose, because Wilde is on mine (The Smiths, "Cemetery Gates")

Every time I need him, he always got my back. Never disrespectful 'cause his mama taught him that (Salt-n-Pepa, "Whatta Man")

Still I remember some of the good things, baby—like love after dark and picnics in parks. Those are the days I'll not forget in my life (Marvin Gaye, "When Did You Stop Loving Me, When Did I Stop Loving You")

Oh baby, won't you play me, le jazz hot, maybe, and don't ever let it end. I tell ya, friend, it's really something to hear.... (Julie Andrews, "Le Jazz Hot")

Being good isn't always easy, no matter how hard I try (Dusty Springfield, "Son of a Preacher Man")

It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope. It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope (Antonio Carlos Jobim, "Waters of March")

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You got a fast car, I want a ticket to anywhere—maybe we can make a deal (Tracy Chapman, "Fast Car")

It's savage and it's cruel and it shines like destruction, comes in like a flood and it seems like religion (Eurythmics, "Love Is a Stranger")

Tonight I'll be your mother: I will do such things to ease your pain—free your mind and you won't feel ashamed (Sophie B. Hawkins, "Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover")

I don't wanna waste good wine if you won't stick around. I love to laugh but I'm more than just your alcoholic clown (Over the Rhine, "I Don't Wanna Waste Your Time")

Why would you lie about how much coal you have? Why would you lie about something dumb like that? (Vampire Weekend, "Oxford Comma")

Give me time to realize my crime; let me love and steal. I have danced inside your eyes—how can I be real? (Culture Club, "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me")

If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air, quaint little villages here and there.... (Groove Armada, "At the River")

I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street. Unlucky, I've got nowhere to go and so I follow my feet (Belle & Sebastian, "Dirty Dream Number Two")

I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says, "It's hard to give a shit these days" (Lou Reed, "Romeo Had Juliette")

Livin' simple and trying to get by, but honey, prices have shot through the sky (The B-52's, "Legal Tender")

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I walk in a room, you know I look so proud. I'm movin' here in this atmosphere where anything's allowed (Patti Smith, "Gloria")

Friday night and everyone's moving. I can feel the heat but it's soothing. Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town (Kim Wilde, "Kids in America")

Now they want to know exactly which bathroom. Dude, does it make any difference? It can't be important (The Hold Steady, "Sequestered in Memphis")

Start the car: I know a whoopee spot where the gin is cold but the piano's hot (Catherine Zeta-Jones, "All That Jazz")

I would like to climb high in a tree—I could be happy, I could be happy—or go to Skye on my holiday (Altered States, "I Could Be Happy")

Some calling me a sinner. Some calling me a winner. I'm calling you to dinner—hey you know exactly what I mean (Janelle Monáe, "Tightrope")

I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theater but never come late. I never bother with people I hate (Ella Fitzgerald, "The Lady Is a Tramp")

Atlanta's a distant memory, Montgomery a recent blur. And Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire (Cowboy Junkies, 200 More Miles")

A Salvation Army band played, and the children drank lemonade. And the morning lasted all day, all day (The Dream Academy, "Life in a Northern Town")

Fuck the slice. I want the pie (D'Angelo, "Devil's Pie")

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I know it's dorky to post lyrics up at the top of my blog, but it's dorky even having a blog, so there you go. Anyway, things could be so much worse.

I'll recite some sonnets for you, sweet like William Shakespeare. I will be the candy maker, you can be the taster (Teena Marie, "Ear Candy 101")

There you are, sitting in the garden, clutching my coffee, calling me sugar. You called me sugar (Pink, "Glitter in the Air")

I hear in my mind all of these voices. I hear in my mind all of these words. I hear in my mind all of this music (Regina Spektor, "Fidelity")

If you're gonna brag, make sure it's your money you flaunt. Depend on no one else to give you what you want (Destiny's Child, "Independent Women Part 1")

I'm thinkin' about my doorbell. When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it? (The Whiote Stripes, "My Doorbell")

We all need someone we can feed on—and if you want it, well, you can feed on me (The Rolling Stones, "Let It Bleed")

I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped. Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps (Public Enemy, "Fight the Power")

Is it worth it? Let me work it. I put my thing down, flip it, and reverse it (Missy Elliott, "Work It")

I've got a delicate mind. I've got a dangerous nature. And my fist collides with your furniture (Eurythmics, "Regrets")

You're living for nothing now—I hope you're keeping some kind of record (Leonard Cohen, "Famous Blue Raincoat")

Don't want no purple hooter shooter, just some Jack on the rocks—don't mind me if I start that trashy talk (Gretchen Wilson, "Here for the Party")