I know that song, tovlo. It's a good song.
The Last Time I Saw Richard
by Joni Mitchell
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
You laugh he said you think you're immune
Go look at your eyes they're full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies pretty lies
When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies
Only pretty lies just pretty lies
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close"
"Richard, you haven't really changed" I said
It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Oh and love can be so sweet Love so sweet
Richard got married to a figure skater
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator
And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on
And all the house lights left up bright
I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table
I got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamers pass this way some day
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away
Only a phase these dark cafe days
For Richard lyrics
by Caravan
Sometimes, I'm thinking
Whatever did I do?
Nights are always chilly
In these days of youth
Streets outside are empty
No-one can be seen
Wisdom points a finger
To the judgement that's been
Oh, no, I've been discovered.
Yeah, it's not bad if you have to have a song with your name. I didn't get teased or annoyed by it or anything.
Now there was an irritating 80's song that rhymed with my name and I did get friendly teasing with that. Let's see how good you are with this one.
It had a cheerleader theme associated and it spoke of someone being so "fine".
I met a girl named Macarena (poor dear).
I wonder if I should keep my St. Christopher medal?
They say it might go up in value - years from now.
Maybe I could hock it for a couple of tickets to some broadway show.
Maybe he'll be reinstated - I just don't know ...