Hey, cool, no one's posted my Sandle song yet.
I really think that this song is totally like Sara, oh... and Greggo, too.
She Don't Want Nobody Near-Counting Crows
She don’t want nobody near
But she can't get away from that
They appear and disappear
And they all have got strings attached
Pretty soon they've got you hanging on the line
Pretty soon they’re singin’ one by one, the same old rhyme
They say, "I'm all right, I just can’t get home tonight."
She don't want nobody home
’Cause it's a little too crowded there
She don't want to be alone
So they just keep pourin’ in
Pretty soon they've got her headed for the door
She comes home to find that they’re not hangin’ round no more
She says, "I'm all right, you just can’t get home tonight."
Don’t you wonder what she looks like in the light?
She says “I’m all right, I just can’t get home tonight.”
Pretty whitewashed lies, endless alibis,
And reasons that need cleanin’ every night
Half a world away, you can't wash away
The stain of her deceivin’
And the things that you could not believe in
Well, she don't want no one around
’Cause she don't want anybody to see
What she looks like when she's down
’Cause that’s a really sad place to be
Pretty soon she gets them crawling up the walls
Then she wonders why they beg her please, then never call
She says, "I'm okay, it's all right, hey, look who’s on TV tonight.”
She says, "I'm all right, I just can't get home tonight."
Don’t you wonder why it’s dark outside at night?
She says “I’m all right, I just can’t get home tonight.”
She says “I’m all right, I just can’t get home tonight.”
ooh... and Mrs. Potter's Lullaby by the Counting Crows
Well I woke in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host
If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast
well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame
If you've never stared off in the distance, then your life is a shame
and though I'll never forget your face,
sometimes i can't remember my name
Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry
Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me
Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings
And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything
Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside your head
And the ferris wheel junkies will spin there forever instead
When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in my bed
Hey Mrs. Potter don't go
Hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me
All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep
So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams
It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem
But I'd sure like to find out
So why don't you climb down off that movie screen
Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn
Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me
When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor
and orders another
Well, I wonder what he did that for
That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door
We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
We stand up in the palace like it's the last of the great pioneer town bars
We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars
You can see a million miles tonight
But you can't get very far
Oh, you can see a million miles tonight
But you can't get very far
Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch
Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me