Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Best song ever (November 2006 edition)

Witness my droogies:
This wrinkle in time, can't give it no credit
I thought about my space and I really got me down
(got me down)
I got me so down, I got me a headache
My heart is crammed in my cranium
And it still knows how to pound
I was counting the rings
And I fell into a sleep
I peeked to see if you were way back when
I was counting the trees
Until a day when there was one
I'd hoped beneath, asleep is where that you had been
 (Frank Black, "Headache".)
Go find the song somewhere. I'm begging you. Go find it. Seriously.
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2 comments:

  1. Swamp Crotch in AZ11:42 PM

    Is this a Black Francis song? By the way, I recently had a conversation (more like an argument) with a friend that Frank Black seems to sing alot about incest. Your thoughts?

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  2. Clint Gardner5:46 AM

    Can't say that I've noticed that tidbit, sc.

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