I guess in this picture I'm Lucy. AaAaAaUuUuGgHh!I tried to think of a clever title for the post, bonus points for anyone who can name where the title came from! Like Who's Line Is It Anyway? the points don't matter. It was not the best week ever for Mr Mike, but it did bring some clarity to a song from the new Springsteen album that I didn't really connect with at first. It's an album track so there's no audio versions of the song on the net (except for a guy on You Tube playing it on his keyboard) so I thought I'd share the lyrics instead:
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Bruce Springsteen - "Your Own Worst Enemy"
You can't sleep at night
You can't dream your dream
Your fingerprints on file
Left clumsily at the scene
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Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come to town
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Yesterday the people were at ease.
Baby slept in peace
You closed your eyes and saw her
You knew who you were
Now your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Your world keeps turnin' 'round and 'round
But everything is upside down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
There's a face you know
Staring back from the shop window
The condition you're in
Now you just can't get out of this skin
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Hooo...
The times they got too clear
So you removed all the mirrors
Once the family felt secure
Now no one's very sure
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your flag it flew so high
It drifted into the sky
That song sure is depressing, glad this week is over! Don't want to end the post on a downer note, so I'm happy to say tonight my wife made me hot tea and the dog licked my face and "flopped" (If you scratch her ass she'll stick her butt up in the air until she falls on her back). Like Charles Schultz said, Happiness is a warm puppy.
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