And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it’s a movement.
That’s right, yesterday’s Song Lyric of the Week was from none other than Arlo Guthrie’s lengthy anti-war song Alice’s Restaurant Massacree. [Wikipedia entry]
Why that song? That’s simple, it’s because…
… it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on – two years ago on Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
This week’s song lyric was first guessed by none other than my cousin, a musician, sometime radio D.J. and all-round great guy, Brennan, who not only knew what the song was but had heard it “just before 5 A.M. Mountain Time, on Sirius radio’s
Coffeehouse.” Good job!
Well, I started thinking about today’s Song Lyric of the Week posting and quickly realized that there was only one song that would do on Thanksgiving. This one should be super-obvious for those of you who’ve heard it, and for those who haven’t… you need to find a copy, sit down and listen for a while.
As always the rules are simple: I post a lyric, you guess what song it’s from. Please, no Google or other searches – let’s do this from memory. Are you ready?
I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage
Quick, know what song that’s from? Send your guesses here. Be sure to include your weblog or website URL and what city you live in.
Wow, I didn’t think last week’s Song Lyric of the Week was that obscure, but apparently not many people have listened carefully to U2’s latest CD, How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb, or the lyrics of Crumbs From Your Table. Drew knew it was U2 but couldn’t place the song, but his email was the closest.
Where you live should not decide
Whether you live or whether you die
Read through those lyrics, especially poignant this week during our Thanksgiving celebrations (in the US, anyway). We have so much, and there are many across this world who don’t.
But Iâ€™m waiting on the crumbs from your table
U2’s Bono is a spokesman for The ONE Campaign, and last week their newsletter talked about Oxfamâ€™s Fast. We’ve done something similar for the past couple of years at our Church in the spring, and it’s a moving, thought-provoking experience if taken seriously.
I know, it’s late – I’ve been off the net most of the day – but here’s this week’s Song Lyric of the Week. It’s another one that should be fairly easy for regular readers here, let’s see how you do. As before, the rules are simple: I post a lyric, you guess what song it’s from. Please, no Google or other searches – let’s try to do this from memory, ok?
Would you deny for others
What you demand for yourself?
Quick, know what song that’s from? Send your guesses here via email. Be sure to include your URL (if you’ve got one) and city.
We had a couple of answers to yesterday’s Song Lyric of the Week question. I know that the first one used Google (he admitted so on the phone), so no points to Mike. Sorry ’bout that. Tommy knew the artist from this weblog, wasn’t sure of the song – but I appreciate him dropping me a note anyway.
Drew though, from right here in the north-of-Atlanta suburbs, had the right answer:
Jimmy Buffett’s Cowboy In The Jungle, from Son of a Son of a Sailor.
Good job, Drew, and thanks all for playing. We’ll do this again next Thursday.
Ok, here’s a tip for teens. Let’s say you’re at a concert, having fun with your friends, and Panic! At The Disco does something really awesome. They bring in a bunch of strings and does a great cover of Eleanor Rigby. It’s just so cool you’ve got to tell your music-loving father about it.
Calling home and, with much screaming going on in the background, yell to your mother “Get Dad, quick! Emergency!”
I appreciated the thought; the implementation could have used some thought.
Just about every Thursday, Rob gives us a cinematic memory challenge with his Movie Line of the Week contest. Beginning today, I’m also going to tweek those memory cells with a new weekly challenge: Song Lyric of the Week. The rules are simple: I post a lyric, you guess what song it’s from.
Please, no Google or other searches – let’s do this from memory, ok?
We’ll start with one of my favorite songs of all time, from one of my favorite albums of all time. Are you ready?
I don’t want to live on that kind of island
No, I don’t want to swim in a roped off sea.
Quick, know what song that’s from? Send your guesses here via email. Be include your weblog/website URL and please let us know what city you’re hailing from.
Let’s hear it for the “6-year-old son of a constituent,” getting his voice heard by his congressman and perhaps giving Hawaii a ‘state fish’ once again.
Everybody sing along with Eric Stone [mp3]… “The Humuhumunukunukuapua’ is the fish that I Aloha / He likes to swim at the top of the reef near the beaches at Makaha / The little trigger fish Im singing about is so colorful that he glows / But dont take youre eyes off of him, cause he’ll bite off one of your toes”
I was watching the Vertigo concert DVD (thank you, Brennan) the other night, and at one point Bono puts on a bandana with some graffiti. As I transcribed his comments (yea, I do strange things sometimes), I wasn’t able to hear completely and missed one or more words – see the quote below. When I went searching the web to see if anyone else had gotten the text, I found somehwat of a controversy broiling about. My take? I heard “it’s true,” at least on the DVD.
Anyway, if you’ve got the DVD and can tell what word(s) I missed please let me know
Some graffiti just right up on a wall,
not too far from here.
It says Co-eXisT.
Jesus. Jew. Mohammed. It's true.
Jesus. Jew. Mohammed. It's true.
All sons of Abraham.
Father Abraham. Where are you now?
Father Abraham, look what you've done.
You've _______ son against your son.
Wipe your tears away.
Wipe your tears away.
1. Read through John Gruber’s latest, Rhymes With Ditty
2. Laugh out loud, snorting milk out your nose.
Meanwhile… the Dogcow lives, though only in the archives of the web. Why would Apple remove the original from their knowledgebase? I’ll have to ask Joe to see if he can discover the rationale.