Prayerful tunes for 2016

A song on my mind lately, “Mercy Seat” by Johnny Cash:

Brooding, humbling, haunting tune.

A prayer tune, even for those of us who aren’t religious.

That which we refer to as Lord, I feel you when I take time to pause and listen to beautiful tunes like this. I feel something anyway. The Power. Whatever it is…

Instead of sharing TMI on here tonight that I’ll just wind up marking private tomorrow, let me continue in this vein and post up other songs that get me praying whether I mean to or not. They just evoke it. Or are at least powerful, humbling songs that return to my mind and spirit over and over again, begging to be patiently listened to.

One that immediately springs to mind and regularly resists being ignored is The Blind Boys of Alabama’s “Getting Better (All the Time)”:

I’m not what I ought to be, but I AM better than I used to be. In some important respects. And that’s something. That’s progress on a personal level, and that is meaningful. If not strive for higher, then what?

Like I said, am a long-time agnostic without interest in adhering to any religious attitudes or logic or doctrines. That’s them, and this is me. People can do as they wish. I just hunt for whatever nuggets I find of value, regardless of what they might’ve been intended for originally. There are some beautiful gospel tunes that I will never tire of, particularly from that band. Amazing artists — that much is a fact. Love them. So many of their songs resonate with my spirit and have for many years now. Just adore The Blind Boys of Alabama.

Another beautiful, mesmerizing tune, Jeff Buckley’s rendition of “Hallelujah”:

Bought that album back in the early 2000s. Very sorrowful but worth meditating on regardless.

Heart-breaking, yes. But that’s okay. It really is okay. Sometimes we need to sit with those sides of Truth too. Appears to be necessary for self-exploration and introspection, at least in my case.

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Oh God. I feel those lyrics very deeply every time I listen. Cuts to the core.

Yes, that’s what I learned of love too, and it’s wrong. It’s such a harsh way of comprehending loving relations and leads to so much undue pain…

Jeff Buckley’s voice is simply captivating. Stays with a person. The world was blessed to have that man around as long as we did and to receive the fruits of his creativity. We truly were blessed.

Another spell-binding tune by Jeff Buckley, “Corpus Christi Carol”:

Those are a couple painful tunes to take in, so let’s switch gears and head toward an inspiration song from George Harrison, “My Sweet Lord”:

Just love listening to that one. Never tire of it. Represents the mystery of life to me, that which we like to refer to as “God.” It’s a questioning, a seeking, a longing. I doubt any humans are truly immune to it, and those who are I damn-near feel sorry for. It’s an integral part of the human experience, to commune with some sort of higher consciousness so far as we’re individually capable of experiencing it at any given time. It’s all a big question, no certainty. Which presents us with quests to discover, uncover, examine, ponder, grasp at, etc.

Switching back to Johnny Cash tunes, “Hurt”:

Can’t tell you how much I appreciated him covering this Nine Inch Nails tune. Blew the original out of the water over time, good as it was.

Chokes me up every time imagining how hard it was on Johnny existing after June departed. That poor man. He really suffered but wasn’t long to follow. And I understand. Our loved ones can mean the world to us. They can be what it’s ALL about. Nothing matters much without them. Just going through motions. I can sympathize with his plight there, thought can’t imagine what it’s like to be with somebody for that many decades, loving them, and yet having to lose them. I know that man suffered. No question. Though I can appreciate him continuing to do his work on up to the end. But what else could he do? He probably felt the need to stay as busy as possible.

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

I know, Johnny. But we thank you anyway for learning what you did the hard way and passing that along in your own unique style to the rest of us. We’re better off for it.

That was another valuable tune from Johnny Cash titled “Ain’t No Grave (Can Hold My Body Down),” particularly appreciating the art project that went into creating that video specifically. Just an amazing artistic compilation there.

Johnny Cash singing “Man in Black”:

Word, Johnny. Word.

A rendition of “One” by Johnny Cash”:

Awesome song. Indisputably so.

“You Are My Sunshine” by Johnny Cash:

Haven’t heard his rendition of that one before tonight, but long adored that song.

Blind Boys of Alabama performing “Amazing Grace”:

This wretch needs saving, that’s all I know. Gonna have to figure this shit out. Very much looking forward to my sabbatical out of here, beginning late next month.

One I haven’t heard before tonight from the Blind Boys of Alabama, “Look Where He Brought Me From”:

Music break for early spring 2016

Starting off tonight with Don Henley’s “Dirty Laundry,” a perennial favorite:

That one’s been on my mind a lot lately. Loved it for many years though.

A song I can’t help but dig, M.I.A.’s “Paper Planes”:

An oddity I’ve enjoyed since the ’90s, Cake’s “Italian Leather Sofa”:

Another I love and have yet to tire of, “Too Much Time On My Hands” by Styx:

Too much truth in that song…

And that performance was broadcast in 1981…the year I was born. Life’s full of all sorts of goofy ironies if you take notice. lol

Another song I happen to have loved since forever, “Tom Sawyer” by Rush:

Which that video’s description box claims came out in 1981. The eeriness continues… ha!

Switching gears, “Paranoid Android” by Radiohead:

An amazing live performance, Portishead’s “Roads”:

Already posted that on here somewhere at least once before, but who cares? Beautiful, sorrowful song. Loved that tune since the ’90s.

Got a lot of changes on the horizon…been a long year, a long couple of years, a long many years. Time likes to tick by slowly in my world…

But perception is everything apparently. So I’ll deal with that going forward. Deeper personal thoughts can stay inside my head tonight.

Portishead’s “Glory Box”:

A song I’ve loved for several years, KT Tunstall’s “Other Side of the World”:

A rendition I’ve never heard before by Fiona Apple of the famous Beatles’ song “Across the Universe”:

Hmmm. Kept thinking throughout that if she was directly, personally, and physically impacted by that carnage I bet it’d change her world. Just the thought that happened across my mind by the 2:39 mark. And I don’t doubt that will come across to some as a cynical consideration. But welcome to reality. None of us are above it. Certainly helps what attitude you adopt within it while dealing with it. But still. Try to entirely not be impacted by life and see what kind of a life that renders to you. Just sayin’ is all.

A better Beatles’ song rendition, IMO, Johnny Cash singing “In My Life”:

The virtues of gangsta rap

Not in the mood to type much tonight, but after relistening to some of the Rihanna songs posted up on here earlier, I’m moved to state the positive side of gangster rap (after criticizing it numerous times on here) in terms of ways we have benefited from exposure to it.

The main thing is instilling a sense of rebellion and questioning authority. That actually I continue to consider a valuable contribution from rap and hip-hop in general. Can call into attention the corruption of the “powers that be” as well as our own corruption in choosing to milk the System in whatever ways. That’s useful, IMO, to get people thinking about that sort of thing, questioning this reality and what we’re told and how shit breaks down across various socioeconomic lines.

But even when a rap song doesn’t appear to advance that agenda, the aggressiveness of the tunes still can help stimulate that inner angst and bring it to the surface. Because we all know we’re experiencing it, just apparently manifests as anxiety and depression when suppressed. A whole lot of us are not satisfied with what’s been presented to us as the new status quo. People are falling between the cracks, but more than that, we’re all sacrificing our freedoms to this whole new way of life, unprecedented in all of human history — yet we’re acting like we’re on autopilot more often than not and accepting “official” and “expert” narratives without taking time to contemplate deeply for ourselves.

I do. It’s a favorite pastime here. Just what I’m noticing in most folks I encounter out in this great big wilderness we’ve constructed into a concrete jungle society. Best of luck with this phase in the game, folks. Won’t pretend I can adapt to all that is confronting me. Likely can’t. C’est la vie. Telling it like it is there. Blame lack of ambition. That’s fine. It’s more than that, but I’m thoroughly used to how I tend to be perceived by others.

Anyway, stimulating our aggression can have both positive and negative consequences. All depends on what we decide to do with it. And that is impacted by our programming. Input comes from everywhere. No one is immune. But sometimes arousing anger is useful and needed, very necessary. Keeping that spirit alive and appreciated has both its benefits and drawbacks. I understand however many out there desire a world where violence is eradicated and peace is somehow widespread installed, but the way people envision going about bringing that reality into being is what winds up being most troubling. Won’t work as their logic leads them to oftentimes believe, this much I can just about guarantee.

Welcome to the mass of paradoxes known as human life. Have fun sorting out this tangled web. None of us probably ever will be able to. I guess the trick is to not let it drive us too nutty in the meantime. Life has its gifts and blessings — always important to keep that in mind too. Existence is about taking in perspectives. That appears to me what it all ultimately boils down to, fundamentally-speaking. Learn from what we can in terms of navigation and according to what we desire, where we opt to steer ourselves. That’s an individual quest and cannot help but be so. Calls on us and asks of us, whether we choose to heed it or not. That’s what I’m wrestling with currently anyway.

But I am reminded of so many enjoyable rap songs, even the ones that came to feel like guilty pleasures. Walked away from plenty of it and haven’t cared to listen to much new stuff coming out. But still. I can appreciate the value where it’s evident. Conjuring up the “bad motherfucker” state of mind is sometimes necessary and worthwhile.  lol  Sometimes we need to tap into that part of who we are, whether to defend our interests or those of others we care about, or to reject bullshit we see going on. To take a stand. To say “Fuck that!” Not playing the game the way someone else might envision. Stupid to play it that way. Go black market if you need to. Just go entrepreneurial and I’m happy for ya. Do what you need to do.

There are a bunch of “scripts” out here circulating that influence our thinking and impact our modes of action. Get into our heads and convinces us of wrong-headed shit, no matter how good the intentions may be of those who push them. People tend to believe what they hear repeated to them long enough. And that brings us to the downside of too much of gangsta rap’s lyrical content. Unfortunate how much of that turned out. But that’s a topic for another time. Said what I came to say here tonight.

Rihanna music (an exploration)

Grown accustomed to hearing a couple tunes by Rihanna lately since they’re played non-stop everywhere we go. Gives me a sick feeling in the stomach acknowledging out loud that I actually like this first one a bit. But it is what it is. C’est la vie.

“Bitch Better Have My Money”:

Can’t help but like that tune. Just do.

A live performance of “Love the Way You Lie”:

Good performance of that one.

Here’s her video of “Pour It Up”:

Never listened to that song prior to right now. That’s the type of shit from her that turns me off. Yeah, I dig its rhythm. But dang. That’s the most narcissistic, self-aggrandizing, gruesomely apathetic piece of mainstream media I’ve sat with in a minute. Seriously. Reminds me of the ’90s gangsta rap in how we all tended to embrace it despite the lyrics, claiming it was all about the catchy beat. Almost like if we’re sold on the sound, then the lyrics get funneled in subliminally without us fully realizing how they wind up affecting us down the road after countless repetitions beat them into our psyches.

Here’s “What’s My Name? ft. Drake”:

Never heard that song before tonight.

“Man Down”:

Never knew of that one before tonight either. Huh. Hmmm.

Never imagined I’d pause to listen to her songs or watch their corresponding videos. And now that I’ve done so, I’m good for a long time. No need in doing that again. Curiosity now sated in that department.

More tunes for an extremely late night up

“Beautiful People” — Marilyn Manson:

In the process of uploading to youtube one I’ve been meaning to post up for a long while now, Pantera’s “Walk”:

“Sweet Dreams” — Marilyn Manson:

“Apple of Sodom” — Marilyn Manson:

Wouldn’t upload this stuff if I didn’t enjoy it. So it deserves to be posted up on here when the mood strikes.

“Stripped” — Shiny Toy Guns:

Even if some of my videos might seem a bit odd to others. I aim to go with what feels right at the time. Some stuff inevitably winds up lost in translation. ha

“All Mine” — Portishead:

Yes, I have some seemingly (arguably) creepy songs in my collection. hehe Welcome to it. Such is human life…

“Lonesome Valley” — Fairfield Four:

Late-night tunes in late January

Pulling from my personal uploads on youtube, here are a few songs I’m sitting with this evening. Don’t care if these are repeats on this blog. All are songs I’ve loved for years and enjoy sharing with others and re-listening to periodically.

Beginning with “Splitting the Atom” by Massive Attack:

“Machine Gun” by Portishead:

“Close My Eyes Forever” — Lita Ford and Ozzy Osbourne:

“Knock Me Out” — Grace Slick & Linda Perry:

“Dilate” — Ani DiFranco:

“It’s A Man’s World” — Luciano Pavarotti & James Brown:

“Corpus Christi Carol” — Jeff Buckley:

“Song to the Siren” by This Mortal Coil:

“House of the Rising Sun” by The Animals:

“Free Bird” performed by Wynonna Judd:

“Tonite Is a Special Nite (Kaos Mass Confusion Mix)” — Tricky vs. Gravediggaz:

“Sycamore Trees” — Jimmy Scott:

“Blood, Milk and Sky [Miss September Mix]” — White Zombie:

“Bittersweet Symphony” — The Verve:

“50 Ways To Leave Your Lover” — Paul Simon:

“Her Eyes Are A Blue Million Miles” — Captain Beefheart:

“It Keeps You Runnin'” by The Doobie Brothers:

“Time To Let It Go” — Cedric Burnside & Lightnin’ Malcolm:

“Done Got Old” — Robert Belfour:

“Wish I Was in Heaven Sitting Down” by R.L. Burnside:

“Ramblin’ Man” by Hank Williams Sr.:

One that used to be blocked worldwide (thanks to copyright-holder bs), “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay” — Otis Redding:

“Burnin’ Sky” — Bad Company:

“Come Undone” by Duran Duran:

“Jurassitol” — Filter:

A cold January Friday night in with tunes

Thought of a few other songs worth posting up on here this week.

Beginning with “Black Velvet” by Alannah Myles:

Loved that one since way, way back. Vaguely remember the music video. Beautiful woman there.

Next up, “Set adrift on Memory Bliss” by PM Dawn:

…  Subterranean by design
I wonder what I would find if I met you
Let my eyes caress you
Until I meet the thought of Missess Princess Who?

Often wonder what makes her work
I guess I’ll leave that question to the experts
Assuming that there are some out there
They’re probably alone, solitaire

Careless whisper from a careless man
A neutron dance for a neutron fan
Marionette strings are dangerous things
I thought of all the trouble they bring

An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy
rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh
Tell me that she’s not dreaming
She’s got an ace in the hole, it doesn’t have meaning

Reality used to be a friend of mine
’cause complete control, I don’t take too kind…

Baby, you send me
Baby, you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you…

Never tire of that tune.

Another good one, Mark Morrison’s “Return Of The Mack”:

Always enjoy that one.

Well I tried to tell you so (yes, I did)
But I guess you didn’t know, as I said the story goes
Baby, now I got the flow
‘Cause I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again, and show you that I’m real

(You lied to me) All those times I said that I love you
(You lied to me) Yes, I tried, yes, I tried
(You lied to me) Even though you know I’d die for you
(You lied to me) Yes, I cried, yes, I cried

[Chorus:]
(Return of the Mack) It is
(Return of the Mack) Come on
(Return of the Mack) Oh my God
(You know that I’ll be back) Here I am
(Return of the Mack) Once again
(Return of the Mack) Pump up the world
(Return of the Mack) Watch my flow
(You know that I’ll be back) Here I go

So I’m back up in the game
Running things to keep my swing
Letting all the people know
That I’m back to run the show
‘Cause what you did, you know, was wrong
And all the nasty things you’ve done
So, baby, listen carefully
While I sing my come-back song

(You lied to me) ‘Cause she said she’d never turn on me
(You lied to me) But you did, but you do
(You lied to me) All these pains you said I’d never feel
(You lied to me) But I do, but I do, do, do

(Return of the Mack) Here it is
(Return of the Mack) Hold on
(Return of the Mack) Don’t you know
(You know that I’ll be back) Here I go
(Return of the Mack) Oh little girl
(Return of the Mack) Wants my pearl
(Return of the Mack) Up and down
(You know that I’ll be back) Round and round

Yep. I did. Just going to leave that right there for the evening…

Another I happen to enjoy, “I Got 5 On It” by Luniz:

Another goodie, The Fugees’ “Ready Or Not”:

Loved that one since it came out early in my teen years.

A born-again hooligan only to be king again

Probably my favorite lyrics in the whole song.

That and:

I play my enemies like a game of chess…
No stress


I can do what you do, easy, believe me
Frontin’ niggas give me hee-bee-gee-bees
So while you’re imitating Al Capone, I’ll be Nina Simone
And defecating on your microphone

Speaking of Nina Simone…

That was a fan video of her rendition of the song “I Put A Spell On You.” Never fully tire of that one for any real length of time.

Control issues — apparently we all got ’em.

Next up, another blast from the past, Michael Jackson’s “Smooth Criminal”:

Which then gets me thinking of (The Artist Formerly Known As) Prince.

Haven’t seen this live performance before. Here’s Prince with Lenny Kravitz playing “American Woman” in concert:

Prince always like to dress so goofy, so flamboyant. lol But that’s cool. That’s him.

I personally have a hard time believing either Prince or Michael Jackson are/were 100% hetero.  ha  Being honest there.  drinking

Wandering around youtube tonight I came up with this concert footage of Prince and CeeLo Green in NYC performing “Crazy”:

Appreciated that. Loved that song since it came out. Bought that Gnarls Barkley album years back and have since worn it out repeatedly.

Lyrics:

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

And when you’re out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn’t because I didn’t know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that’s my only advice

Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are?
Ha ha ha bless your soul!
You really think you’re in control?

Well, I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it’s no coincidence I’ve come
And I can die when I’m done

Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
[Are you crazy?
Am I crazy?]
Probably

Fuckin’ adore that song and have since my very first listening to it shortly after it debuted. Love the lyrics. Though in that live performance they omitted the last stanza and repeated the 3rd and 4th, which was cool too. Hence why I bolded that portion. Yes, the only advice anyone really can meaningfully give to others is to think twice. Consider what you’re doing. Think deeply on whatever it is you are doing, because consequences do come, even from the best of intentions. We all learn this over time. Yet some of us prove incredibly stubborn in acting accordingly.

Anyway, going to look for the album version of that song since it deserves repeating and in full. A good one to “meditate” on, IMO.

New Year tunes for 2016 (reflecting back mostly on the ’90s)

Back in for the night. Sounds like a good time to turn on some tunes.

Let’s go ahead and begin with Shaggy’s “It Wasn’t Me”:

Because that was played at the bar the other night and it’s been a minute since I heard it. Particularly appreciate the following lyrics:

… Gonna tell her that I’m sorry
For the pain that I’ve caused
I’ve been listening to your reason
It makes no sense at all

We should tell her that I’m sorry
For the pain that I’ve caused
You may think that you’re a player
But you’re completely lost …

Actually ends on a decent note, in that respect.

Of course, though, yeah, if she turns into a killer you had better run fast.  lol  Never really know when we fuck with people’s emotions on that level. With such detrimental actions do indeed come consequences of one sort or another…

One I never tire of, Tupac’s “Hail Mary”:

Likely posted that one on this blog before, and so be it. Deserves repetition.

Not that I’ve ever been into selling drugs. For the record. ha Some rap from the ’90s I continue to enjoy regardless. Blame it on youthful impressionism. Sticks with a person.

What do we have here now?

Let’s move on to a little more 2pac, this time “I Get Around”:

Why all the sleazy tunes tonight? Eh, I tend to live in the doghouse, at least in my mind these days. Enough said.

I could do one worse. Here’s Lil’ Kim’s “The Jump Off”:

Used to listen to that one pretty regularly in my early 20s. Can’t make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth, though, again for the record. Nor do I aspire to do so. lol

Such music probably serves as further proof to those who view American women as a bunch of degenerates. ha And in a way I kinda get it.

Switching gears…

Here’s Bell Biv Devoe’s song “Poison”:

Always love hearing that one. Just makes me feel good listening to it, even with my quite noticeable cognitive dissonance stirred up. heh

Switching gears again, another good one to return to occasionally, Lil’ Boots’ “Pet”:

Love the way she hollers during that tune. Reaches my soul, both in terms of victim and perpetrator.

Nevermind.

Time to head to bed.

Guess I’ve been in a mood recently, most especially, to reflect on who I’ve been in the past and what inputs (however seemingly trivial) have helped impact that. Carrying on…

Late December 2015 tunes

Time for a few more tunes in these late night hours.

Beginning with Mumford and Sons’ “Awake My Soul”:

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show

Lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life

Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker

 

Next up, Aerosmith’s “Dream On”:

Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn’t that the way
Everybody’s got the dues in life to pay

I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it’s everybody sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
Is books, written pages
Live and learn from fools and
From sages
You know it’s true, oh
All these feelings come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

Been listening to that one a lot recently in my car, as well as the next.

A rendition of George Harrison’s “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” performed here by Tom Petty, Prince, Steve Winwood, Jeff Lynne and others:

I don’t know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don’t know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
Every mistake, we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don’t know how you were inverted
No one alerted you

Love so many versions of that song. Timeless, classic, and tirelessly and intensely beautiful.

A top favorite I never tire of, Dobie Gray’s “Drift Away”:

Yes sir…

Day after day, I’m more confused
Yet I look for the light through the pourin’ rain
You know that’s a game that I hate to lose
And I’m feelin’ the strain, ain’t it a shame

Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock ‘n’ roll and drift away
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock ‘n’ roll and drift away

Beginnin’ to think that I’m wastin’ time
I don’t understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
Now I’m countin’ on you to carry me through

And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I’m feelin’ blue
The guitar’s comin’ through to soothe me

Thanks for the joy that you’ve given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
And rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You help me along makin’ me strong

One of the most moving songs on earth so far as I’m concerned.

Another gorgeous song I truly never tire of, “Sittin’ On the Dock (Of the Bay)” (which always does remind me of my Papa, in any rendition, though we listened to Percy Sledge’s version) by Otis Redding here provided by a group known as Playing For Change:

Stumbled across that version of the song a couple years or more ago and appreciate it.

Switching gears slightly, Led Zeppelin’s “Gallows Pole”:

My former companion said that one gained meaning for him over this last summer after our implosion, and he bought me that CD for my birthday in September so I’ve been listening to it and other Zeppelin tunes more since.

One of my own all-time favorite Zeppelin tunes, “When the Levee Breaks”:

Don’t it make you feel bad
When you’re tryin’ to find your way home
You don’t know which way to go?
If you’re goin’ down South
They got no work to do

Cryin’ won’t help you, prayin’ won’t do you no good… no
Cryin’ won’t help you, prayin’ won’t do you no good
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move

All last night sat on the levee and moaned
All last night sat on the levee and moaned
Thinkin’ about my baby and my happy home

Going down.. going down now.. going down…

 

One more for good measure, Led Zeppelin’s “Kashmir”:

Oh all I see turns to brown as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I been

Well, when I want
When I’m on my way, yeah
When I see
When I see the way, you stay, yeah

Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, well I’m down, yes
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, well I’m down, so down
Ooh, my baby, ooh, my baby, let me take you there

Oh oh, come on, come on
Oh, let me take you there
Let me take you there