The Tragically Hip - Fireworks

The Tragically Hip - Fireworks

If there's a goal that everyone remembers it was back in ole' 72
We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger
And all I remember was sitting beside you
You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey
And I never saw someone say that before
You held my hand and we walked home the long way
You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr
Isn't it amazing anything's accomplished
When the little sensation gets in your way
Not one ambition whisperin' over your shoulder
Isn't it amazing you can do anything
We hung out together every single moment
Cause that's what we thought married people do
Complete with the grip of artificial chaos
And believing in the country of me and you
Crisis of faith and crisis in the Kremlin
And yea we'd heard all of that before
It's wintertime, the house is solitude with options
And loosening the grip on a fake cold war
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish
When you don't let the nation get in your way
No ambition whisperin' over your shoulder
Isn't it amazing you can do anything

Next to your comrades in the national fitness program
Caught in some eternal flexed-arm hang
Droppin' to the mat in a fit of laughter
Showed no patience, tolerance or restraint

Fireworks exploding in the distance
Temporary towers soar
Fireworks emulating heaven
Til there are no stars anymore
Fireworks aiming straight at heaven
Temporary towers soar
Til there are no stars shining up in heaven
Til there are no stars anymore
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish
When the little sensation gets in your way
No ambition whisperin' over your shoulder
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish, eh
This one thing probably never goes away
I think this one thing is always supposed to stay
This one thing doesn't have to go away

Casiotone For The Painfully Alone - I Love Creedence

Casiotone For The Painfully Alone - I Love Creedence

I'm Creedence Clearwater Wright
Best friend of Elodie Eye
We've been tight since Percy Elementary
Class of 1985
We moved together out to Philly after college
Took a two bedroom at South & 9th
I sold my violin so we could have it easy
El got her grandmother's money when she died

We laughed like we were queens
And split our ballgowns at the seams
And every single time I'd dream
It was only El & me
But then she slipped away from me
She met a boy from New Jersey
And they fell fast in love of course
I swear it felt like a divorce

This September I'll be 26 years old
And El's the only one besides my dad
Who's ever said I love you Creedence

Took got a job downtown
It's an hour on the bus each way
Typing letters for a lawyer in a bad toupee
It's dumb I know but it pays okay

And did I mention I moved out
I got my own place off of South
And I've been living hand to mouth
For going on a year by now
And yes I still see El around
It's different but I can't say how
She cut her hair it's back to brown
She's living with her boyfriend now

And since September I've been 26 years old
She's still the only one besides my dad
Who's ever said I love you Creedence

Stars - Personal

Stars - Personal

Wanted:
Single F, under 33
Must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
Sought by single M
Mrs. Destiny
Send photo to address
Is it you and me?

Reply to Single M:
My name is Caroline
Cell phone number here, call if you have the time
28 and bored
Grieving over loss
Sorry to be heavy
But heavy is the cost
Heavy is the cost

Reply to Caroline:
Thanks so much for response
These things can be scary
Not always what you want
How about a drink?
The St. Jude Club at noon?
I’ll phone you first, I guess
I hope I see you soon

I never got your name
I assume you’re 33
Your voice it sounded kind
I hope that you like me
When you see my face
I hope that you don’t laugh
I’m not a film star beauty
I sent a photograph
I hope that you dont laugh

Note to Single M:
Why did you not show up?
I waited for an hour
I finally gave up
I thought once that I saw you
I thought that you saw me
I guess we’ll never meet now
It wasn’t meant to be
It wasn’t meant to be
I was sure you saw me
But it wasn’t meant to be

Wanted:
Single F, under 33
Must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
Sought by single M
Nothing too heavy
Send photo to address
Is it you or me?