Posted by trouble on February 26, 2002, at 1:30:49
Hey.
After this weekend's free-for-all I didn't go
to therapy today, just to give myself the appearance that I can take it or leave it.Instead I spent 2 and a half hours listening to the same anthemic song over and over, which I'll quote here, though lyrics w/out music can be so lame, and the song rocks royally but it's just too good to keep to myself.
We Are The Underneath
WE are the underneath
We fit inside a two words
No credit cards for us
No plastic and no mobiles
If you can't sell me something
Then how can you respect me?
If you can't sell me something
We might as well not be
WE practice but we don't know
WE practice but we don't knowEat sausages and yams
Read papers w/ the words on
I know just who I am
The one you drew the birds on
The birds begin to fly
And suddenly I'm naked
I'm up there in the sky
Don't know if I can make it
We practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't knowWe are the underneath
Not popular or local
So silently we tread
So you can do your vocal
We're what's left when you take away everything
We're what's left when you take away everything
We're what's left when you take away everything elseWhen everything has gone
We're all that is remaining
And deep into my heart
Forever will be raining
If you can't sell me something
Then how can you respect me?
If you can't sell me something
We might as well not beWe practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't know
We practice but we don't knowWe are the underneath
Robyn Hitchcock
2000 August 23rd Music
from A Star For Bram
Warner Bros U.K.eh?
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