All Things Groovy

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I hate bureaucracy; i'm not subjected to any today other than the exhausting task of reading all about what it is in the perspective of Max Weber and Woodrow Wilson. Kill me.

Groovy songs...

Stuff I'm grooving on...

For What It's Worth

Hey baby come round
keep holding me down
and I'll be keeping you up tonight.
The four letter word got stuck in my head
the dirtiest word that I've ever said
it's making me feel alright.
For what it's worth I love you
and what is worse I really do
oh what is worse I'm gonna run run run
'till the sweetness gets to you
and what is worse I love you!

Hey please baby come back
[ The Cardigans Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
there'll be no more loving attack
and I'll be keeping it cool tonight.
The four letter word is out of my head
come on around get back in my bed
keep making me feel alright.
For what it's worth I like you
and what is worse I really do
things have been worse
and we had fun fun fun
'til I said I love you
and what is worse I really do!

For what it's worth I love you
and what is worse I really do

With a sampled heartbeat and a stolen soul

I sold my songs to have my fortune told

And it said

You should know that love will never die

But see how it kills you in the blink of an eye

I know love is a hot white light

It knocks you down and then leaves you dry

Oh how can it be sweet mama tell me why

Why all loves disciples have to whither and die

Please sister, help me come on do what you should

Please give me something I’m not doing so good

I’m gone, done wrong is there nothing you can say

Please sister help me I’m not feeling ok

Give me believe that my time will come

And a toll free helpline if I find someone

But she said

You gave away what you never really had

And now your purse is empty I can see why you’re sad

Please sister, help me come on dow what you should

Please give me something I’m not doing so good

Then why do the lovers work so hard

To stay alive

Please sister, help me

Please give me something oh

Please sister, you know I do what I can

Oh sweet mama, please descent me a man

Cause I’m gone, gone

Is there nothing you can get

Please sister help me I just need some love

To life

Just a little love to live

Why oh why...

I started working on this about a month ago, trying to choose a format, a location, a theme... but the purpose was easy: give myself a reason to write a little bit every day, a place to catalog research, and something I could spend a few minutes on at work yet still look like I might be busy. I mean ya never can tell when the inspiration will strike. I know myself well enough to know that if I don't write it when I feel it then I won't write it. I've missed more waves like that.
So... having said that, I'm going to spend very little time tweaking and more time writing... hopefully I'll make some progress on the work I've got in progress and maybe get some ideas down for future endeavors. :)

Unexpected gifts surprise and delight you...

And so goes the latest fortune cookie. I think they're full of crap, but sometimes cute. Hilarious if you add "between the sheets" to whatever the end may be.