my daughter is responsible for my latest listening choices. That harmless goth looking kid in my avitar....
She's studying music therapy and thinks I need to start playing piano again (I stopped because of pain and numbness in my hands-lupus)...."You can do chords", says she, it's easy, (except I have no rhythm). She had to be a human metrenome and tap the beat on my back so I know when to change chords...I really can't play anything written after 1750.
but...She ALWAYS wins...I did it...and now have this horrible "earworm" (not a real worm, it's slang for one of those songs you can't get out of your head-learn something new everyday, whether you want to or not).
I learned an oldie, that THIS "oldie" had never heard before. I know lots of Bob Dylan, but this??.
Someone, please tell me it's a sin, or harmful to my Orthodox Spirituality, anything so I can have a good reason to get out of this. (if these words break some rules, feel free to delete...wish I could do the same with the song running through my head.
HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED
Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No." Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61."
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61.
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61.
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored
He was tryin' to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61.
all I have to hear in my head is this song and DDDA DDDA DDDA G over and over and over
it's worse than BADGER BADGER BADGER MUSHROOM....