Here’s a discussion of my selections for the Lenten Mix, Volume 16 of the Green Monkey Music Project.
Jailbait – Motörhead
Hey baby you’re a sweet young thing,
Still tied to Mommy’s apron strings,
I don’t even dare to ask your age,
It’s enough to know you’re here backstage,
You’re Jailbait, and I just can’t wait,
Jailbait baby come on
Carbona Not Glue – The Ramones
Wondering what I’m doing tonight
I’ve been in the closet and feel all right
Ran out of Carbona
Mom threw out the glue
Ran out of paint and roach spray too
It’s TV’s fault why I am this way
Mom and pop wanna put me away
From the early morning movie
To the late late show
After it’s over nowhere to go
And I’m not sorry for the things I do
My brain is stuck from shooting glue
I’m not sorry for the things I do
She’s Like Heroin To Me – The Gun Club
Don’t let her take her love to town
They will never fill her heart
She needs a passion like her father’s used to be
I know, because I’m like the train shooting down the mainline
I know, because I’m like the Indian wind along the telegraph lines
And she’s like Heroin to me
She’s like Heroin to me
She’s like Heroin to me
She cannot miss a vein
So mainline it!
The Power Of Positive Drinking – Lou Reed
Some people say, alcohol makes you less lucid
And I think that’s true if you’re kind of stupid
I’m not that kind that gets himself burned twice
And some say liquor kills the cells in your head
And for that matter so does getting out of bed
When I exit, I’ll go out gracefully, shot in my hand
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive
The pow-pow-pow-pow-power of positive drinking
December 1963 (Oh What A Night) – Frankie Valli And The Four Seasons
Oh, what a night
You know, I didn’t even know her name
But I was never gonna be the same
What a lady, what a night
Oh, I, I got a funny feeling when she walked
In the room and I,
As I recall it ended much too soon
Oh, what a night
Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me
She was everything I dreamed she’d be
Sweet surrender, what a night!
Oh, what a night
Why’d it take so long to see the light?
Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right
Sweet surrender, what a night!
I had never thought of Oh What A Night as a dirty song. I guess if he had made it late December back in ’69, it would’ve been more obvious.
I had inherited a 45 of that song when I was a kid and didn’t think it was dirty, either.
I dunno, the celebration of anonymous hot sex just seemed to be a nice sentiment for this mix.
God Bless Motörhead.
I hope this Franki Valli and the Four Seasons revelation doesn’t mean I’ll have to reevaluate my disdain for that group.
Your songs just made me pour another drink.