Thursday, April 15, 2010

Choosing a song, with the masses



(for those withour flash player, the youtube video is here
I went through too many songs before deciding to choose a NY-themed one; more about the group can be found here, but it is one of the many British groups I grew up listening to in the 80s in Europe. I remember how much I liked the ambiguous lyrics when I first heard the song, and the aloof irony of being "knee deep in fate." Listen to how naive and positive the speaker is when he arrives and then how it changes when "bad luck" arrives. But all the same, these are myths, and "We live them till they're true."

Guess what ! Summer's arrived I feel the world's on my side
The Brooklyn Bridge stretches below me
A billion souls all dying to know me
Well here I am ! Loaded with promise
And knee deep in grace
What I want is here on my face and
I feel like I own the whole damn place

Hey Manhattan ! Here I am ! Call me star-struck Uncle Sam.
Strolling Fifth Avenue
- Just to think Sinatra's been here too
These myths we can't undo they lie in wait for you
We live them till they're true,
Manhattan doobie doo. Hey Manhattan doobie doo.

Someday's you've got to get outside - Look there's "The Carlyle"
That's the place where Kennedy stayed,
And where were you when he died ?
(Yeah some things are slow to fade.)
There they were - Loaded with promise
Knee deep in fate - When what you want shows on your face
All that's left litters the whole damn place

Hey Manhattan ! Here I am ! Call it bad luck Uncle Sam.
Scrounging Fifth Avenue
- Just to think the poor could live here too
But what are they to do ? These myths belong to you,
We live them till they're true,
Manhattan doobie doo. Hey Manhattan doobie doo

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