3 thoughts on ““But Really, I’m Sorry For You””

1. Wow, that was awesome, a true tour de force!

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   • Thanks, Steve. If that were the only kind of thing she did, it would be amazing in itself. But she is quite a chameleon as a singer, many different styles and genres.

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2. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn’t apologize so much
   that it’s jive it’s a crutch
   I just used when I’m judged
   bein’ fudged by a face I can’t erase and can’t see
   cuz I misplaced a dossier or Monty Python CD
   or somethin’ stupid like that
   but jesus is that so bad
   to make my ego go splat
   like a tire goin’ flat
   or fat on a big mac
   I’m bein’ attacked
   tit for tat
   you fuckin’ bureaucrats
   you can just apologize back

   (bridge)
   But I don’t know when it comes and it goes
   all the highs and the lows
   in this motionless psychosis
   ieeieei and I die fadin’ straight away
   ieeieei and I cry every waking day
   I don’t know what else to say

   (chorus)
   I’m sorry for the mess
   the stupid way I’m dressed
   I guess I failed my test
   oh don’t you know I’m sorry for my views
   I musta been confused
   and yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

   Well now I don’t mean to offend, much
   just comprehend
   when you’re female and you’re fenced in and
   phen-phened to no end
   and no zen guide to men will help you fend off the brethren
   and then the pen appears
   and better than the oxygen network
   or the sword or the spear or the fork
   or the bored pork-fed horde
   it’s a mooring post
   the whore you’ll miss the most when you’re away
   when you’re in Snowshoe PA
   doin’ some play from Backstage
   that deals with AIDS and race and gays and
   relationships and ballet
   and then you’re like “hey yay what’d you say?
   I can just sing my troubles away?”?
   but then you’re fucked
   ’cause you gotta make a buck
   and the whole world sucks
   and you’re like a lame duck
   that’s lyin’ dyin’ tryin’ to sell out
   but there’s no one buyin’ and there’s all this doubt
   and you can preen and dream and scream and shot
   but your life’s affliction is the fiction of Faust

   (bridge)

   I’m sorry for the time
   the stupid way I rhyme
   I knew I shoulda chose a life of crime
   I’m sorry for my blues
   I guess it’s all old news
   and yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

   I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
   I also mirror this apology
   this idealogy of sorry
   in part of the liberal theology that’s leading us to hari-kari
   it’s like a mythology, almost
   like a malingering ghost
   as we slowly decompose
   writing in the grave of the polls
   cryin’ for Senator Wellstone and then proceeding to moan
   at our own supposed sabotage of the elections at home
   “oh somebody phone home!
   the American people have spoken!”?
   now is that certain?
   maybe those nice Midwestern folks were just jokin’
   in any case there’s no use in dopin’ chokin’ mopin’ and sobbin’
   come on you disheartenin’ dobbins
   sayin’ sorry is my problem
   so to conclude
   I’m a little of a prude
   so it’s difficult for me to have to allude
   to all this rude crude verbal baggage
   but I manage cuz I’m a savage inside
   I may listen to Enya’s greatest hits
   and try to control my hissy fits with pride
   won’t get my hair dyed
   but oh the onus of lyin’ all the time
   I don’t wanna say, “diiiie motherfucker!”?
   but I wouldn’t mind if you did
   Janet Reno has no ego when devoured by the id
   and so before I flip my lid my crib
   and get myself out of this bind
   you can hear what’s on my lips but you don’t know
   what’s in my mind

   (chorus)

   I’m sorry for you I’m sorry for you
   aww, I’m sorry
   eh shit

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