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Wednesday, September 17, 2003
I think I may have found a song even more bitter than "Don't Think Twice" by Bob Dylan. "Prayer to God" by Shellac. Lemme know what you think.
Don't Think Twice It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. It don't matter, anyhow. It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe, If you don't know by now. When the rooster crows at the break of dawn, Look out your window, and I'll be gone. You're the reason I'm travelling on, but Don't think twice, it's all right. It ain't no use in turning on your light, babe -- A light I never knowed. It ain't no use in turning on your light, babe -- I'm on the far side of the road. I wish there was something you could do or say To make me change my mind and stay. We never did too much talking anyway, but Don't think twice, it's all right. It ain't no use in calling out my name, babe, Like you never did before. It ain't no use in calling out my name, babe, I can't hear you anymore. Well, I'm thinking and wondering my way down the road. I once loved a woman -- a child, I'm told. I gave her my heart, but she wanted my soul. Don't think twice, it's all right. Well, I'm going down that old lonesome road, gal. Where I'm bound, I can't tell. But "goodbye" is too good a word, gal, So I'll just say, "Fare thee well." Well, I ain't saying you treated me unkind. You could've done better, but I don't mind. You just kind of wasted my precious time, but Don't think twice, it's all right. Prayer to God To the one true God above: here is my prayer - not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote. Not the first, but the others were a long time ago. There are two people here, and I want you to kill them. Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blow to the base of her neck, where her necklaces close. Where her garments come together, where I used to lay my face. That's where you oughta kill her, in that particular place. Him - just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts. Yes I do. I want it to. Fucking kill him -- but first make him cry like a woman. No particular woman. Let him hold out, hold back. Someone or other might come. Then fucking kill him. Fucking kill him. Kill him already, kill him. Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, Kill him already, kill him. Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, Kill him already, kill him. Just fucking kill him! Fucking kill him! Fucking kill him already, kill him! Ah Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, Kill him already, kill him! Kill him already! Kill him already! Kill him, fucking kill him! Just fucking kill him, fuckin kill him, Kill him already, kill him! Fuckin kill him, kill him, Fucking kill him already, kill him!! Kill him, fucking kill him, Kill him, just fucking kill him. Kill them already, kill them already. Kill them. Amen. One of these songs is a contender for "Bitterest Song Ever". Who will be crowned Champion? Will a dark horse come riding up from Nashville and swipe the crown from both of them? I don't know! Comments by: YACCS |