I downloaded the PINK cd I'm Not Dead a few months ago when it first came out. I wanted the song "Stupid Girls" b/c I thought I loved the beat, the words...I just found it to be really true of what is going on in Pop Society today. I decided to buy the whole cd, I am not sure why.?? When Listening to it, I came across the song "Dear Mr. President" I haven't been able to listen to it after the first day of hearing it b/c it makes me cry too hard. I listened to it back to back to back about 10 times, just trying to soak up all the words. (Ask Seth...he hates the song...probably b/c of the constant repeat!)
Anyway, just thought I would share. If you ever want to, I strongly recommend downloading/buying the cd.
"Dear Mr. President"
Pink (feat. Indigo Girls)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
SAD SUNDAY
Sunday nights are typically depressing for me. I find myself irritable, and sad. I hate that it is the start of a new work week for everyone. I hate that I am not "normal" enough to work/hold a steady job. I start to get these useless feelings, but even more so now that School is starting back up for Car. I am always sad that Sunday night means when I wake up Seth wont be here. He will be back at work. For a while we would have a lot of arguments on Sundays. Then I realized, I wasn't mad at him, I was mad about the situation. At least when C is home during the summer, I feel somewhat useful, and like I am doing something. Like when I tell people "I am a stay at home mom" instead of "Eat Shit" (like I really WANT to) when they ask what I do....I truly am in the summer. I am staying at home and taking Care of my girl. During the school year I am just a Stay at Home. I wont lie though I could and say that I am a Homemaker. I do nothing for this home. My husband brings home the bacon and if it is to be served then he fries it as well. Occasionally I will make dinner. But I don't do all the household chores like I should. I have NO motivation to do anything during the school year. Anyway, just wanted to vent, to no one in particular....just wanted to get it out there. I would love to be a better person...with a purpose would be nice.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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