***puts “Fool in the Rain” on repeat on the Ipod***
Aahhh…that’s the stuff.
Well there’s a light in your eye that keeps shinin’,
Like a star that can’t wait for night.
I hate to think I been blinded baby.
Why can’t I see you tonight?
An’ the warmth of your smile starts a burnin’
An’ the thrill of your touch give me fright
And I’m shakin’ so much, really yearnin’.
Why don’t you show up and make it alrig__ht-yeah?
It’s alright-right.
And if you promised you’d love so completely
An’ you said you would always be true,
You swore that you never would leave me baby,
Whatever happened to you?
An’ you thought it was only in movies
As you wish all your dreams would come true, hey.
It ain’t the first time believe me baby,
I’m standin’ here feelin’ blu__e, blu__e-hah!.
Yes I’m blue.
Oh babe.
Now I will stand in the rain on the corner,
I watch the people go shufflin’ downtown.
A-nother ten minutes no longer
An’ then I’m turnin’ around ’round.
An’ the clock on the wall’s movin’ slower,
Oh my heart it sinks to the ground
An’ the storm that I thought would blow over
Clouds the light of the love that I fou__nd, fou__nd.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
Oh that I found.
Hey babe.
Oooh__ hand that ticks on the clock
Just don’t seem to stop
When I’m thinking it over.
Oooh__ tired of the light,
I just don’t seem to find.
Have you wait, yeah played.
Whoah~oooh__ I see it in my dreams
But I just don’t seem to be with you, you
I gotta get it all, gotta get it all, gotta get it all, I’ve got to get a__ll.
Ooh now my body is starting to quiver
An’ the palms of my hands gettin’ wet oh.
I got no reason to doubt you baby,
It’s all a terrible mess.
An’ I’ll run in the rain ’til I’m breathless,
When I’m breathless I’ll run ’til I drop, hey!
An’ the thoughts of a fool’s scattered careless,
I’m just a fool waitin’ on the wrong blo__ck ohh-yeah.
Hey now. Ohhh__-hoh~hohh.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I…
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the hey now. Light of the hey now.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
[enters brownstoner headquarters through secret panel next to velvet painting of Dogs Playing Poker]
[removes i-pod still playing “Sympathy For The Devil”]
kind of cold in here tonight!
I’ll have to bring up the possibility of installing a minimalist fireplace to heat up the place.
let’s see, where did I leave that copy of Bauhaus to Our House? ah, here it is.
…alrighty then, I’m off.
[turns on i-pod, locates Good King Wenceslas and presses play]
[slips out through secret panel leading to tunnel beneath Atlantic Avenue…fade out on car traveling along dark mountain road to holiday music…
“Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath’ring winter fuel
“Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know’st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes’ fountain.”
“Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither.”
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind’s wild lament
And the bitter weather
“Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter’s rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.”
In his master’s steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing
Led Zepplin!!!
You cannot beat that.
30 years later and
the song remains the same: Brilliant.
***peeks into PLUSA room***
Who the heck is playing X-Mas music? Aaagh!
***puts “Fool in the Rain” on repeat on the Ipod***
Aahhh…that’s the stuff.
Well there’s a light in your eye that keeps shinin’,
Like a star that can’t wait for night.
I hate to think I been blinded baby.
Why can’t I see you tonight?
An’ the warmth of your smile starts a burnin’
An’ the thrill of your touch give me fright
And I’m shakin’ so much, really yearnin’.
Why don’t you show up and make it alrig__ht-yeah?
It’s alright-right.
And if you promised you’d love so completely
An’ you said you would always be true,
You swore that you never would leave me baby,
Whatever happened to you?
An’ you thought it was only in movies
As you wish all your dreams would come true, hey.
It ain’t the first time believe me baby,
I’m standin’ here feelin’ blu__e, blu__e-hah!.
Yes I’m blue.
Oh babe.
Now I will stand in the rain on the corner,
I watch the people go shufflin’ downtown.
A-nother ten minutes no longer
An’ then I’m turnin’ around ’round.
An’ the clock on the wall’s movin’ slower,
Oh my heart it sinks to the ground
An’ the storm that I thought would blow over
Clouds the light of the love that I fou__nd, fou__nd.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
Oh that I found.
Hey babe.
Oooh__ hand that ticks on the clock
Just don’t seem to stop
When I’m thinking it over.
Oooh__ tired of the light,
I just don’t seem to find.
Have you wait, yeah played.
Whoah~oooh__ I see it in my dreams
But I just don’t seem to be with you, you
I gotta get it all, gotta get it all, gotta get it all, I’ve got to get a__ll.
Ooh now my body is starting to quiver
An’ the palms of my hands gettin’ wet oh.
I got no reason to doubt you baby,
It’s all a terrible mess.
An’ I’ll run in the rain ’til I’m breathless,
When I’m breathless I’ll run ’til I drop, hey!
An’ the thoughts of a fool’s scattered careless,
I’m just a fool waitin’ on the wrong blo__ck ohh-yeah.
Hey now. Ohhh__-hoh~hohh.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I…
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the hey now. Light of the hey now.
Light of the love that I found.
Light of the love that I found.
[enters brownstoner headquarters through secret panel next to velvet painting of Dogs Playing Poker]
[removes i-pod still playing “Sympathy For The Devil”]
kind of cold in here tonight!
I’ll have to bring up the possibility of installing a minimalist fireplace to heat up the place.
let’s see, where did I leave that copy of Bauhaus to Our House? ah, here it is.
…alrighty then, I’m off.
[turns on i-pod, locates Good King Wenceslas and presses play]
[slips out through secret panel leading to tunnel beneath Atlantic Avenue…fade out on car traveling along dark mountain road to holiday music…
“Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath’ring winter fuel
“Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know’st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes’ fountain.”
“Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither.”
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind’s wild lament
And the bitter weather
“Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter’s rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.”
In his master’s steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing
Only celebrate St. S when King Wenceslas is visiting.
Snappy, that house was HOTD a couple of weeks back:
http://bstoner.wpengine.com/brownstoner/archives/2009/12/house_of_the_da_805.php
Why does the rug disappear when that fireplace opens?
Did y’all celebrate St. Stevens day last Saturday? I was named after him!
I thought it was Luke 8:30
My name is Legion & we are many…
Legion = a demon that Jesus drove of a possessed man and into a herd of pigs. The pigs then threw themselves off a cliff and into a lake. Mark 5.