Borrow The Lyrics Challenge – “Goody Two Shoes”

Borrow the Lyrics Challenge – Texas in My Rear View Mirror

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(4) I was tagged for this challenge by Barbara aka ghostmmnc. Thanks so much!! Challenge accepted!! 🙂

You can find her fantastic blog as it relates to this challenge at the above link. Take a peek around the rest of her blog and see what she has to offer.  You’ll be glad you did.

“Borrow the Lyrics Challenge” was created by PJ — I’m Sorry for the Inconvenience.

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Rules:

  1. You need to choose a verse from a song and use it in an original poem or story.
  2. You must include the name of the song and the singer at the end or beginning.
  3. You need to challenge someone else and invent ONE rule they need to follow.
  4. You must credit the person who started this challenge and the person who challenged you (see above.)
  5. You must include the rules of this challenge.

The song I chose was “Goody Two Shoes” by Adam Ant – Writer(s): GODDARD STUART LESLIE, PIRRONI MARCO (2).  The particular verse I honed in on was the chorus:

Don’t drink, don’t smoke, what do you do?
Don’t drink, don’t smoke, what do you do?
Subtle innuendos follow
 There must be something inside (1)

I love poetry but as you can see I am going for original story of the stream of consciousness kind.  I’m an 80’s baby y’all.  This song and MTV were huge influences on me as a teen.  My parents would walk by and see what was on the TV then ask “What the heck are you watching???” 

Mind you there was no censorship but the same question WTH?? with a shake of the head like not my style.  My parents were very you do you.  I was very fortunate for that I think.  I remember my Aunt Jo talking to my mother saying they told their kids/my cousins everything because they wanted to control the content.  No matter how “adult” the topic was my cousins knew about it and they’d share with us.  My mother finally broke down and would say she didn’t want us to get wrong info out on the street somewhere.

The only rules we had growing up were do your chores and don’t break the laws outside this house. Oh and the ten Commandments.  Don’t break any of those either.

As the youngest, I had plenty examples of what not to do.  That made me the proverbial “goody two shoes”.  I could do basically anything I wanted (within reason) which might be why I chose not to partake.  Never mind I had earned a nickname of “1/2 Beer Jill”.  Sometimes the best lessons come from delinquency.  (1)

(3) Now I choose Jim Adams to join in should he agree to participate.  My new rule for Jim is to choose a song based on an element – air, water, wind or fire (6).

As always, more to come.

For 7/14/19 ~ “Magic Carpet Ride”

Take two for me.  I listened to everything posted thus far and did not see “Magic Carpet Ride”  I was positive someone else would pick it and they still might.  Anyway, just in case, I am adding this one to the mix.  Enjoy!

I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin’s lamp
And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me
Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around, a lousy candle’s all I found

Well, you don’t know what we can find
Why don’t you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
Well, you don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Writer(s): KAY JOHN, KRAULEDAT JOACHIM FRITZ

Rules and Ping Back

For 7/14/19 ~ “Ghost Town”

Jim Adams our host with the most gives us Haunted/Magic/Mystery/Supernatural/Trick as prompts for #SLS 7/14/19.  Once again I sit with analysis paralysis because there are too many songs from which to choose.  I am a kid in the candy store though as I listened to several tunes before landing on Ghost Town by Adam Lambert.

I think this song is within the theme even if not exactly.  I picked the song mainly because I recently watched a biography on Adam Lambert & Queen.  He’s super talented and devilishly handsome.  Though the latter is not a reason to pick someone.  Guess I am feeding into the social norms which I despise.  That is a topic for another day.  Working title Beauty is Skin Deep but Ugly Goes Straight to the Core (a play on the Dorothy Parker quote).  Stop it Jilly, today let’s be cheery shall we?

Ghost Town has sort of a techno beat.  Make me want to dance and sing along.  Hope you enjoy.

Died last night in my dreams
Walking the streets
Of some old ghost town
I tried to believe
In God and James Dean
But Hollywood sold out

Saw all of the saints
Lock up the gates
I could not enter
Walked into the flames
Called out your name
But there was no answer

And now I know my heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town

Died last night in my dreams
All the machines
Had been disconnected
Time was thrown at the wind
And all of my friends
Had been disaffected

Now, I’m searching for trust
In a city of rust
A city of vampires
Tonight, Elvis is dead
And everyone’s spread
And love is a satire

And now I know my heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town

There’s no one left in the world
I’m gunslingin’
[Regular version:] Don’t give a fuck if I go
[Music video version:] Don’t give a damn if I go
Down, down, down
I got a voice in my head that keeps singing
Oh, my heart is a ghost town

My heart is a ghost town
Oh, my heart is a ghost town
(Said, my heart)
My heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town

Writer(s): LAMBERT ADAM, KARLSSON ERIK

Rules and ping back.

What Fresh Hell Is This? 7/14/19

Made you look.

Titles can do that … make you look.  But then quickly all expectations are dashed if the title is only a hook.  Or gimmick.  I almost cursed here and said mind fuckery but stopped myself.

No I didn’t stop myself.  I wrote the eff word and added ‘ery’ to the end.  I still have a hard time letting the profanity fly for public consumption.  See this post from a while back.

Oh my lawd.  I wrote “To Swear Just Like a Sailor” three years ago on this day!  I used real names too!  But before linking I did a quick edit.  Well for the family.  Me I really am Jilly. Or am I?  Only the Shadow knows. bwhahaha

Anyhoo.  Back to “What Fresh Hell Is This?”  I spruced up the place by adding a new category.  I’ll come back now and again dropping one liners or short snippets regarding things that momentarily make me take a pause to ask … you guessed it!  What fresh hell is this?

Not planning to be all Debbie Downer.  In fact, I want to make these posts funny-ish.  And likely only funny or amusing to me but oh well.  You get what you pay for. Ba Dum Tis went the drum and cymbals.

Today’s fresh hell is brought to you by insomnia sucks ass.  I mean truly.  Who gets up at 2:38 am because she cannot sleep, turns on the overhead light in her office, and goes to her old school desk top to write this post … or any post for that matter.  She should be sleeping for Pete’s sake. And the she is me.

I am manic y’all.  I go to sleep easy but I can no longer sleep through the night.  B says I just need less sleep now that I’m old.  What fresh hell you say?  Insomnia coupled with getting older!  I’m only 34 + 20 – 5 +10 -5.  You do the math.  That’s not old!!  I’m also heading into a new phase at work.  Be careful what you wish for …. Truer words have not been written!!  I may never sleep well again!

As always, more to come.