I Am So Going To Hell For This
10.27.06 (9:15 pm) [edit]One of the benefits of playing in an oldies band is that I can play lead guitar on No Particular Place To Go.
One of the downsides is that I sometimes have to endure playing some godawful sappy dreck like Teen Angel. Remember this shit? If you're my age, there is a chance that your parents fell in love and fucked to this song. It's HORRIFYING to consider.
However, listening to this shit again, I was struck by how just a slight change of perspective could turn this song into something really disturbingly filthy. Given how over-serious I was last night after getting my mind bent by my own "teen angel", I thought I'd share these lyrics with you all. Think back on the shit I write, and settle in for a good laugh, because we're all going to Hell together if'n you get out of this what I did just now.
That fateful night the car was stalled
upon the railroad track
I pulled you out and we were safe
but you went running back
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
What was it you were looking for
that took your life that night
They said they found my high school ring
clutched in your fingers tight
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
Just sweet sixteen, and now you're gone
They've taken you away.
I'll never kiss your lips again
They buried you today
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
Teen angel, teen angel, answer me, please
Laughing my balls off,
Dougie