Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Now the Insects Rule
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
There are certain times in life, when we have to just sit back in our comfortable chairs, ponder thoughtfully for a moment, and ask ourselves: "What Smurf would I be?" To assist you in this crusade of knowledge, I say "click on", my friends!
The rental of the week, here at wrfarah.blogspot.com is The Philadelphia Story, because sometimes you have to go back to the classics.
For those of you wondering, yes, I have listened to Stone Temple Pilot's No 4 CD since my rant on them. But just once. So what is it?-- Are they still a great (but now unnoticed) band? Or did the end of the drugs mean the end of the music? I still don't know. Maybe a couple more listens will help. Maybe not.
See, it's hard to try and pick up an average disk once you've rediscovered a brilliant disc, such as Brendan Benson's debut, Mississippi One, which contains that catchy little ditty, "Insects Rule", which boasts such precocious lyrics as:
I once knew a woman she was skin and bones
She invited all the insects to come into her home
She trained them so well they could answer her phone
But the day finally came when the poor woman was overthrown
Her husband returned home from voyages at sea
To find his lovely wife dead and a spider sipping tea
He drew his knife and sawed into half the spider's eye
An army of red ants barely took him by surprise
The sailor and his wife lay dead while neighbors peeked in
Outside the dogs were mesmerized by the humming from within
News spread throughout the town of the insects' revival
People gathered in the church to pray to god and quote from the bible
Men came with gasoline and torches abright
A million flies covered the sky and it was dark as night
The crowds were barely heard beneath the buzzing of the bees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
And the town crier said, "You god fearing people had better beware
Gather up your idols and begin to prepare
The time has come the locusts have taken the air
Negotiation's on and the bugs don't even care"
Men came with gasoline and torches abright
A billion flies covered the sky and it was dark as night
The crowds were barely heard beneath the buzzing of the bees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
As I can't top that tonight, I bid you "sleep well".
There are certain times in life, when we have to just sit back in our comfortable chairs, ponder thoughtfully for a moment, and ask ourselves: "What Smurf would I be?" To assist you in this crusade of knowledge, I say "click on", my friends!
The rental of the week, here at wrfarah.blogspot.com is The Philadelphia Story, because sometimes you have to go back to the classics.
For those of you wondering, yes, I have listened to Stone Temple Pilot's No 4 CD since my rant on them. But just once. So what is it?-- Are they still a great (but now unnoticed) band? Or did the end of the drugs mean the end of the music? I still don't know. Maybe a couple more listens will help. Maybe not.
See, it's hard to try and pick up an average disk once you've rediscovered a brilliant disc, such as Brendan Benson's debut, Mississippi One, which contains that catchy little ditty, "Insects Rule", which boasts such precocious lyrics as:
I once knew a woman she was skin and bones
She invited all the insects to come into her home
She trained them so well they could answer her phone
But the day finally came when the poor woman was overthrown
Her husband returned home from voyages at sea
To find his lovely wife dead and a spider sipping tea
He drew his knife and sawed into half the spider's eye
An army of red ants barely took him by surprise
The sailor and his wife lay dead while neighbors peeked in
Outside the dogs were mesmerized by the humming from within
News spread throughout the town of the insects' revival
People gathered in the church to pray to god and quote from the bible
Men came with gasoline and torches abright
A million flies covered the sky and it was dark as night
The crowds were barely heard beneath the buzzing of the bees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
And the town crier said, "You god fearing people had better beware
Gather up your idols and begin to prepare
The time has come the locusts have taken the air
Negotiation's on and the bugs don't even care"
Men came with gasoline and torches abright
A billion flies covered the sky and it was dark as night
The crowds were barely heard beneath the buzzing of the bees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
Now the insects rule so get down on your knees
As I can't top that tonight, I bid you "sleep well".
