In Sixty-seven
I was the dandy
Of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston
So young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale
Where the hell am I
Hey Nineteen
No we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all
Please take me along
When you slide on down
Hey Nineteen
That's 'Retha Franklin
She don't remember
The Queen of Soul
It's hard times befallen
The Soul Survivors
She thinks I'm crazy
But I'm just growing old
Hey Nineteen
No we got nothing in common
No we can't talk at all
Please take me along
When you slide on down
Nice
Sure looks good
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Skate a little lower now
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
No we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all
WELL DUDE... IF YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE OLD IN 81 YOU SURE AS SHIT ARE OLD NOW THIRTY-SIX YEARS LATER. THAT IS THE IRONY OF SONGS LIKE THIS. YOU SING ABOUT GETTING OLDER... THEN YOU GET OLD... AND NO ONE REALLY DOES WANT TO LISTEN TO YOU ANY MORE BECAUSE OUR SOCIETY IS SO OBSESSED WITH YOUTH.
2 comments:
Yes. If the older self were in a room with the younger self the conversation would be misunderstood. Those two can not relate with each other. If my younger self and I were to meet up we would both hate each other. I would hate him for being a total selfish jerk and he would hate me for being a boring asshole. Sad. This song is not one of his best. But it's okay. I suppose
Well, being Waz's roommate at times throughout the years
-I've listened to enough Steely Dan for at least a few lifetimes
However, this song is the one I think I loathe the least
I never knew the words though, except 'the Cuervo Gold, the fine Columbian'
and then I thought it was 'make tonight a wonderful day'
-although it made no sense, I thought it was them trying to be clever
It turns out I was the boob
Yeah, if I could go back and talk to myself at 19 - we would definitely have some words
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