Friday, May 23, 2008
Lyrics of the Day
Jennifer's comment about the "very bad idea" of arguing with police made me think of this verse from "Guitar Man Upstairs" by Mike Cooley of the Drive-By Truckers:
When I was sixteen I had a little trouble with the lawThat's from Southern Rock Opera. If you don't own it yet, you should.
He said "Boy come here" I said "Boy yourself
I ain't done nothing wrong"
He grabbed me by the arm and he went upside my head
Nobody saw nothing
But I got a little spot where my hair ain't grown back yet