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String Along
by Jay Brannan
The train just started its course to Raritan, NJ: final destination and home to the Iyog All-Stars. I'm as amused as I'm irritated by the fact that I'm once again hooked up to a portable CD player. Yes, I said it--a portable CD player the size of my microwave oven.
Whatever, fuckers, it's a Bose... very retro-fab. ::snap::snap:: Now give me a second while I catch my breath from gagging at what I just said.
This is still part of my self-imposed punishment for losing my second iPod this year. I've made a deal with myself to wait until Christmas and actually attempt to save money to buy me a new one. Now let's hope I will have learned enough to keep the next one for longer.
I'm listening to this bootleg cd that my friend and Jay Brannan co-stalker, BA (nope, still NOT Ben Andrews). He had brought a recorder with him to JB's show at Mo Pitkins and taped the entire performance. Much to my own selfish joy, It came out pretty decently. I have a good feeling that JB will be flattered by the effort but the dude seriously needs to cut and drop an album soon. BA and I only know the title to 4 songs from his set that night, so he had to make up some of the titles. The sound quality is pretty darn good. There isn't much background disturbance, save BA's occasional cackling, something that is inevitable when you're at a JB Brannan show. He's a funny motherfucker on stage.
So yay for bootlegs!
JB's CD has been on repeat since 2 pm and I'm pretty hooked. Here's one song that I really like from the set. I don't know the title, because as mentioned earlier, JB has yet to record a single, much less an entire album.
Jay, if I butcher your lyrics, please blame it on BA's recorder or your perhaps your poor enunciation. Just teasing. Love ya, mean it.
String Along
To the boy who should have loved me
from the boy you could have had
I promise not to send this letter
I wouldn't want you to feel bad
For not opening your heart to me,
for your unavailability
I guess you're not required to like me
but did you think it just to spite me?
Well here's a little string-along song for you
Strip off your pride, your past
pain, your fear of intimacy
and string along with me too
Thanks for leading me on
but this time I'm gonna to be strong
Although your disinterest
kinda came as a surprise
'cause you could see the sin and the sadness
and taste the gin and the madness
on my lips and in my eyes
Well, I can't help that I wanna see you again...
But it takes two to start a string-along song
and only one to make it end
Well the "flake" syndrome is an epidemic
that spans the globe from town to town
But I can't figure out why you put forth such an effort
to win me over just to turn me down
'cause your words are so soft and sweet
but your actions are screaming
And if you see me waiting around for you
I hope you also see you're dreaming
Here's a little string-along song for you
Strip off your pride, your past
your pain, your fear of intimacy
and string along with me too
Thanks for leading me on
but this time I'm gonna to be strong
Although your disinterest
kinda came as a surprise
'cause you could see the sin and the sadness
and taste the gin and the madness
on my lips and in my eyes
I can't help that I wanna see you again...
But it takes two to start a string-along song
and only one to make it end
I know you'll break my heart
I know I'll fall apart
and I know 'cause this is how it starts
and maybe it's wrong of me
To wish that we could be
but your kiss matched mine so perfectly
So here's a little string-along song for you
Strip off your pride, your past
your pain, your fear of intimacy
and string along with me too
Thanks for leading me on
but this time I'm gonna to be strong
I wish you weren't too scared
to speak your goodbyes
'cause the truth is I wish you well
thanks for saving me from hell
I will be one of the few who got left with my nine lives
Well, I can't help that I wanna see you again...
But it takes two to start a string-along song
and only one to make it end
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