So, cranking out more spreadsheets and whatnot for work today--can't hardly see from the sinus bleh and because I need to prolly get glasses--and Shut Up and Dance by Aerosmith comes on.
I'm going to a political rally tonight, and with that in mind, the lyrics seemed to roll out like a debate between someone who's maintaining the stance that the American people need to be talked to in vague pat-on-the-head-you-don't-need-to-know terms and an opponent who takes the stance that the time for vague speech is over because it's not working to our benefit. Check it out:
Pos 1:
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
don't get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
a tear just hit the ground
so I started writing you this song
but the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah but it's alright
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
don't get deep, shut up and dance
Pos 2:
When you can't define the crime
then life ain't worth a dime
when they take away everything you've got
and they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
Pos 1:
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
don't get deep, shut up and dance
Pos 2:
When you work your fingers to the bone
now what does get you - nothing
in a crowd of people
you're still alone
you hope that tells you something- nothing
the road to heaven is paved in hell
and it makes you wonder
Why we're here at all
Pos 1:
Check out the shape of the circumstance
he wears the dress and she wears the pants
here comes Jill and she needs romance
but you can't do jack so shut up and dance!
Pos 2:
Sex is like a gun
you aim, you shoot, you run
when you're splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean
it's like getting head from a guillotine
and the night has just begun
Pos 1:
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
don't get deep shut up and dance
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