I am losing my minds to "I Was a Stranger." Some time ago, I told two different men that I am affected by it and I can relate to it, and they both asked me how. Maybe because I am a woman. But that doesn't mean I can only relate to a woman's role in a song written by a man about women. I thought I was more transparent & identifiable.
SO WHY WHY DID YOU BELIEVE OH EVERY WORD I SAID WHY DID YOU BELIEVE BELIEVE A STRANGER A STRANGER WHY DO YOU WOMEN IN THIS TOWN LET ME LOOK AT YOU SO BOLD WHEN YOU SHOULDA SEEN WHAT I WAS IN THE LAST TOWN OH IN THE LAST TOWN YOU SHOULDA SEEN WHAT I WAS IF I WAS A STRANGER WELL I WAS WORSE THAN A STRANGER I WAS I WAS I WAS WELL-KNOWN
Also:
Friday, I went to a "punk" house show at some mansion. Everyone was performing. No one did anything punk. I was too stoned, so in my mind I drank my entire bottle of Johnny Walker in a single slug, threw it at the crowd, then left the party. In the interim, some dude told me I was a classy woman because I had elbow-length leather gloves. Earlier in the night, Andy G. had told me that I looked like Batman, which I preferred. Girls sat alone in a corner and talked about how they were the prettiest ones there.
Yesterday, I baked. Tomorrow, I am going to bake and then, later in the week, I am going to bake.
