Tuesday, August 03, 2010

"Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without one"

I beg to differ. Sometimes the flaw is so heinous that you might as well just grind that diamond into dust.

I was listening to this song today. "Young Enough to Cry" by Triumph. I like this song. It's a perfectly fine blues-rock ballad in the self-pitying mode. Nothing wrong with that. The lyrics are just fine, too, until...
I've known a lot of women baby
I've even loved a few
Some were good and some were bad
No one was just like you
Now they say I'm too old to get hurt in love
That ain't true
'Cause girl when you left me
You broke my heart right in two

I'm too old to get hurt baby
I'm too old to get hurt baby
I'm too old to get hurt baby
I'm too old to get hurt baby
Oh but I'm young enough, young enough to cry

Now my head is spinning baby,
Just like a ferris wheel
Don't know what the matter babe,
I think I see
A girl so sad and alone
Can she be crying, just like me?


No matter how hard I try I can't shake it baby
My mind keeps drifting away
You couldn't see a good thing
When you had it in your hand, girl
Maybe it was meant to be another day

Are you sure I'm the heartless one, woman,
After all we've been through?
I gave you the best of my love, sweet hoochie-koo
Wait. What? Sweet hoochie-koo? Is that the best you could come up with? This would be a pretty good song if not for that one phrase. Now it just makes me giggle.

1 comment:

  1. He ran out of words. Sometimes it's better just to repeat. It is the blues, after all.