Galaxie 500 - Blue Thunder

Galaxie 500 - Blue Thunder

Thinkin' of blue thunder
Singin' to myself
Thinkin' how fast it moves
Feelin how it turns
I was singin' somethin
Out on Route 128
Thinkin how blue it looks
Singin out aloud

My my blue thunder
My my blue thunder
My my blue thunder
Singin' out aloud

My my blue thunder

My my blue thunder
My my blue thunder
Singin' out aloud

I'll drive so far away
I'll drive so far away
I'll drive so far away
I'll drive so far away

Blue thunder
Blue thunder
Blue thunder
Blue thunder

Jim Croce - Operator

Jim Croce - Operator

Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living in L.A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

Operator, could you help me place this call?
Well, I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eyes, you know it happens every time
I think about a love that I thought would save me

Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

Operator, let's forget about this call
You see there's no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime

Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

Los Campesinos - The Sea Is a Good Place to Think of the Future

Los Campesinos - The Sea Is a Good Place to Think of the Future

I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip
I said “you’ve taken the diet too far
you have got to let it slip”
But she’s not eating again
She’s not eating again
She’s not eating again
She’s not eating again.
I ask her to speak French and then I need her to translate
I get the feeling she makes the meaning more significant.
She was always far too pretty for me to believe in a single word she said
Believe a word she said.
At fourteen her mother died in a routine operation
From allergic reaction to a general anesthetic.
She spent the rest of her teens experimenting with prescriptions
In a futile attempt to know more than the doctors.
She said one day to leave her
Sand up to her shoulders waiting for the tide
To drag her to the ocean
To another sea’s shore.
This thing hurts like hell
But what did you expect?

And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart
And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course
But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me
Five hundred behind
A thousand years in perfect symmetry

Best known left wrist right finger
Through all the Southern States
On every video games machine they call her triple A.
There were racists on the radio trying to give up smoking
The chat show host
He joked “you have to wait for the government program”.
You talk about your politics
And I wonder if you could be one of them
But you could never kiss a Tory boy without wanting to cut off your tongue again.
A good place to look to the future is when you are sat at the sea
With the salt up to your ankles and a view of the end of the pier
You may look down at your model’s feet and wish that you’d just float away
And the weather here is overcast and the sea is the same shade of grey
So the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world
But to the left side and the right side
Either way is a crazy golf course.
The sea is a good place to think of the future.

And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart
And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course
But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me
Five hundred behind
A thousand years in perfect symmetry
A thousand years no getting rid of me
A thousand years in perfect symmetry.