And now for something completely different

Well, perhaps not completely, but close enough.

You might have guessed by now I have more than passing fancy with music.  I am not the Indie music hound I once was, on no, those Camelot like days of spending hours searching for a band NO ONE had ever heard of are gone.  And to some degree gladly gone  because chasing the Indie Dragon of unattainable coolness only leads you to forming your own band, cutting an album and then ritually killing all the other band members so that you are the ONLY person who has ever heard of the band.

Or worse to hipsterism…

Pabst blue ribbon

That being said,  WHAT DO THESE LYRICS MEAN? WHAT DO THEY MEAN?

Lookin’ back on the track for a little green bag,
Got to find just the kind or I’m losin’ my mind

Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,
Lookin’ back on the track gonna do it my way.

Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,
Lookin’ back on the track gonna do it my way.
Lookin’ back

Lookin’ for some happiness
But there is only loneliness to find
Jump to the left, turn to the right
Lookin’ upstairs, lookin’ behind, yeah!

Lookin’ for some happiness
But there is only loneliness to find
Jump to the left, turn to the right
Lookin’ upstairs, lookin’ behind.

Lookin’ back on the track for a little green bag,
Got to find just the kind or I’m losin’ my mind

Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,
Lookin’ back on the track gonna do it my way.

Lookin’ back on the track for a little little green bag,
Got to find just the kind or I’m losin’ my mind,
Alright.

Lookin’ for some happiness
But there is only loneliness to find
Jump to the left, turn to the right
Lookin’ upstairs, lookin’ behind.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa ….

WHAT!?!?!? Looking back? Jumping left and turning… This is not the damn hokey pokey! I want answers.

I would be more willing to accept the song was just gibberish if it did not sound like it made sense when you hear it sung. It does not bode well to read lyrics sometimes.

Also I am on opiate based cough syrup which is making anything more meaningful too complicated to be productive.

For the Americans in the audience our ritual Saint Turkeymas is almost upon us.  So I expect 300 words on the meaning of those lyrics on my desk by tomorrow evening.  I do not want to hear excuses.  Excuses do not put fish on the table.  Fish puts fish on the table.

Mooka laka hiki,

-Seamus

 

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2 Responses to And now for something completely different

  1. BT says:

    Apparently it was supposed to be Little Green Back.

  2. seamusbayne says:

    Quibbles! What track provides the desired “green backs”? And why does the Gurdjieffian body dance break out? This was the 70s where people dressed and danced badly. Somewhere there is someone who can explain this song and I will not rest until I find them. And, or I become bored and find something more interesting to be baffled about. Like how every country has their own type of bacon. What is up with the THAT?

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