Music Dairy, Vol. 102 (Lyrics Only Edition)

Week of Dec. 15-21, 2025

This was the week that finally broke the streak I began in April 2022 by sharing a #dailylyric and #dailysong on social media (I added a #dailyalbum share starting in January 2023). I've listened to so much great stuff I might not otherwise have, so I have no regrets. But while I'm still posting daily lyrics on Facebook and Instagram, I can't keep up with sharing daily songs and albums. So I'll probably keep up this record of lyrics I've shared during the week. With a difference: I'll share the lyrics here, as Hrishikesh Hirway would say, in their entirety. (And there's still a playlist of the songs embedded above.) 

1. 

Hey

Haven’t heard from you in a couple of months

But I’m out right now and I’m all fucked up

And you’re callin’ my phone, you’re all alone

And I’m sensing some undertone

And I’m right here with all my friends

But you’re sending me your new address

And I know we’re done, I know we’re through

But, God, when I look at you

My brain goes, “Ah”

Can’t hear my thoughts (I cannot hear my thoughts)

Like blah-blah-blah (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)

Should probably not

I should probably, probably not

I should probably, probably not

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

Fuck it, it’s fine

Yes, I know that he’s my ex

But can’t two people reconnect?

I only see him as a friend

The biggest lie I ever said

Oh, yes, I know that he’s my ex

But can’t two people reconnect?

I only see him as a friend

I just tripped and fell into his bed

Now I’m gettin’ in the car, wreckin’ all my plans

I know I should stop, but I can’t

And I told my friends I was asleep

But I never said where or in whose sheets

And I pull up to your place on the second floor

And you’re standing, smiling at the door

And I’m sure I’ve seen much hotter men

But I really can’t remember when

My brain goes, “Ah”

Can’t hear my thoughts (I cannot hear my thoughts)

Like blah-blah-blah (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)

Should probably not

I should probably, probably not

I should probably, probably not

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

It’s a bad idea, right?

Seeing you tonight

Fuck it, it’s fine

Yes, I know that he’s my ex

But can’t two people reconnect?

I only see him as a friend

The biggest lie I ever said

Oh, yes, I know that he’s my ex

But can’t two people reconnect?

I only see him as a friend

I just tripped and fell into his bed

My brain goes, “Ah”

Can’t hear my thoughts

The biggest lie I ever said

My brain goes, “Ah”

Can’t hear my thoughts

I just tripped and fell into his bed

Thoughts

Blah

Thoughts

Blah

Olivia Rodrigo (w/ Dan Nigro), “bad idea right?”

2.

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

It’s a breath you took too late

It’s a death that’s worse than fate

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

Though it may be secondhand

It’s by no means second-rate

I want your neck

I want the seat that you sit at

I want your check

Because they told me I would get on

I wanna chop off your head

And watch it roll into the basket

If you should drop dead tonight

Then they won’t have to ask me twice

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

It’s a breath you took too late

It’s a death that’s worse than fate

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

Though it may be secondhand

It’s by no means second-rate

They took me in the office and they told me very carefully

The way that I could benefit from death and disability

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

It’s a breath you took too late

It’s a death that’s worse than fate

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

Though it may be secondhand

It’s by no means second-rate

I want your company car

I want your girlfriend and love

I want your place at the bar

Because there’s always another man

To chop off your head

And watch it roll into the basket

And if you should drop dead tonight

Then they won’t have to ask me twice

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

It’s a breath you took too late

It’s a death that’s worse than fate

Senior service

Junior dissatisfaction

Though it may be secondhand

It’s by no means second-rate

Elvis Costello and the Attractions, “Senior Service”

3.

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

She gave her cold hand to he

Who’d been just

A drunken hot ghost

She’s sucking up again

But happy

As the day is long

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

She gave her cold hand to he

Who’d been just

A drunken hot ghost

She’s sucking up again

But happy

As the day is long

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

She gave her cold hand to he

Who’d been just

A drunken hot ghost

She’s sucking up again

But happy

As the day is long

She can have she

Like her birthday, sooth

To sing swan song

Can, “Sing Swan Song”

4.

There’s a crow flying

Black and ragged

Tree to tree

He’s black as the highway that’s leading me

Now he’s diving down

To pick up on something shiny

I feel like that black crow

Flying

In a blue sky

I took a ferry to the highway

Then I drove to a pontoon plane

I took a plane to a taxi

And a taxi to a train

I’ve been traveling so long

How’m I ever going to know my home

When I see it again?

I’m like a black crow flying

In a blue, blue sky

In search of love and music

My whole life has been

Illumination

Corruption

And diving diving diving diving

Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing

Just like that black crow flying

In a blue sky

I looked at the morning

After being up all night

I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light

I looked out the window

And I saw that ragged soul take flight

I saw a black crow flying

In a blue sky

Oh, I’m like a black crow flying

In a blue sky

Joni Mitchell, “Black Crow”

5.

Sister bluebird

Flying high above

Shine your wings

Forward to the sun

Hide the myst’ries

Of life on your way

Though you’ve seen them

Please don’t say a word

What you don’t know

I have never heard

Starship trooper

Go sailing on by

Catch my soul

Catch the very light

Hide the moment

From my eager eye

Though you’ve seen there

Please don’t tell a soul

What you can’t see

Can’t be very whole

Speak to me of summer

Long winters longer than time can remember

The setting up of other roads

To travel on in old accustomed ways

I still remember the talks by the water

The proud sons and daughter

That knew the knowledge of the land

Spoke to me in sweet accustomed ways

Mother life

Hold firmly on to me

Catch my knowledge

Higher than the day

Lose as much

As only you can show

Though you’ve seen me

Please don’t say a word

What I don’t know

I have never shared

Loneliness is a power that we

Possess to give

Or take away forever

All I know can be shown by your

Acceptance of the facts there

Shown before you

Take what I say in a different way

And it’s easy to say

That this is all confusion

As I see a new day in me

I can also show it you

And you may follow

Speak to me of summer

Long winters longer than time can remember

The setting up of other roads

To travel on in old accustomed ways

I still remember the talks by the water

The proud sons and daughter

That knew the knowledge of the land

Spoke to me in sweet accustomed ways

Yes, “Starship Trooper”

6.

My phone’s on vibrate for you

Electroclash is karaoke too

I try to dance Britney Spears

I guess I’m getting on in years

My phone’s on vibrate for you

God knows what all these new drugs do

I guess to have no more fears

But still I always end up in tears

My phone’s on vibrate for you

But still I never ever feel from you

Pinocchio’s now a boy

Who wants to turn back into a toy

So call me

Call me in the morning

Call me in the night

So call me

Call me anytime you like

My phone’s on vibrate

For you

For you

Rufus Wainwright, “Vibrate”

7.

GUITEAU: I am going to the Lordy

I am so glad

I am going to the Lordy

I am so glad

I am going to the Lordy

Glory hallelujah!

Glory hallelujah!

I am going to the Lordy…

BALLADEER: Come, all ye Christians

And learn from a sinner:

Charlie Guiteau

Bound and determined he’d wind up a winner

Charlie had dreams that he wouldn’t let go

Said, “Nothin’ to it

I want it, I’ll do it

I’m Charles J. Guiteau!”

Charlie Guiteau

Never said “never” or heard the word “no”

Faced with disaster

His heart would beat faster

His smile would just grow

And he’d say:

GUITEAU: Look on the bright side

Look on the bright side

Sit on the right side

Of the Lord!

This is the land of

Opportunity

He is your lightning

You His sword

Wait till you see tomorrow

Tomorrow you’ll get your reward!

You can be sad

Or you can be President!

Look on the bright side...

I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER: Charlie Guiteau drew a crowd to his trial

Led them in prayer

Said, “I killed Garfield; I’ll make no denial

I was just acting for Someone up there

The Lord’s my employer

And now He’s my lawyer

So do what you dare!”

Charlie said, “Hell

If I am guilty, then God is as well!”

But God was acquitted

And Charlie committed

Until he should hang

Still, he sang:

GUITEAU: Look on the bright side

Not on the black side

Get off your backside

Shine those shoes!

This is your golden opportunity

You are the lightning

And you’re news!

Wait till you see tomorrow

Tomorrow you won’t be ignored!

You could be pardoned

You could be President!

Look on the bright side...

I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER: Charlie Guiteau had a crowd at the scaffold

GUITEAU: I am so glad...

BALLADEER: Filled up the square

So many people that tickets were raffled

Shine on his shoes, Charlie mounted the stair

Said, “Never sorrow

Just wait till tomorrow

Today isn’t fair

Don’t despair”

GUITEAU: Look on the bright side

Look on the bright side

Sit on the right side of the—

I am going to the Lordy

I am so glad!

I am going to the Lordy

I am so glad!

I have unified my party!

I have saved my country!

I shall be remembered!

I am going to the Lordy

BALLADEER: Look on the bright side

Not on the sad side

Inside the bad side

Something’s good!

This is your golden opportunity 

You've been a preacher

GUITEAU: Yes, I have!

BALLADEER: You’ve been an author

GUITEAU: Yes, I have!

BALLADEER: You’ve been a killer

GUITEAU: Yes, I have!

BALLADEER: You could be an angel

GUITEAU: Yes, I could!

BALLADEER: Wait until tomorrow

Tomorrow they’ll all climb aboard!

What if you never

Got to be President?

You'll be remembered

GUITEAU & BALLADEER: Look on the bright side

Trust in tomorrow

And the Lord!

(Sound of hanging)

Jonathan Hadary and Patrick Cassidy (Sondheim), “The Ballad of Guiteau”