• regina spektor'un 2004 yılında çıkarttığı soviet kitch albümünün 10. şarkısı. kanser olan bir kadın ile ilgili, mutlu mu yoksa derin depresyon mu çözemediğim şarkı.

    i had a dream
    crispy crispy benjamin franklin came over
    baby-sat all four of my kids

    then in my dream
    i told the doctor off
    he said if you don't want to do it
    then you don't have to do it
    he said the truth is
    you'll be okay, anyway

    then in my dream
    crispy crispy benjamin franklin and the doctor
    went and had a talk with my boss

    something about insurance policies
    they kept the door closed at all times
    i couldnt hear or see

    when they came out they said
    you'll be okay, anyway
    and i smiled cause i'd known it all along.

    no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
    i don't have to pay for this shit
    i couldn't afford chemo like i couldn't afford a limo
    and on any given day i'd rather ride a limousine

    no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
    i ain't about to to die like this
    i couldn't afford chemo like i couldn't afford a limo
    and besides this shit is making me tired
    it's making me tired
    it's making me tired
    you know i plan to retire some day,
    and i'm gonna go out in style
    go out in style
    this shit it's making me tired
    it's making me tired
    it's making me tired
    i'm-a gonna go out in style go out in style

    when i woke up
    my kids were being quiet
    i knew it was a dream right away
    i called the limousine company

    then i got dressed
    i dressed the kids as well
    the limousine pulled in
    and we piled in

    the doctor he asked which way we were headed
    i said, sir, let's just go west and he listened obediently,
    sophie only wants to listen to radio bbc
    michael sat on my knees and whispered to me
    all about the meanies
    jacqueline was being such a big girl
    with her cup of tea looking out of the window
    and barbara
    she looks just like my mom
    oh my god, barbara
    she looks so much like my mom

    no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
    i don't have to pay for this shit
    i couldn't afford chemo like i couldn't afford a limo
    and on any given day i'd rather ride a limousine

    no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
    i ain't about to die like this
    i couldn't afford chemo like i couldn't afford a limo
    and besides this shit is making me tired
    it's making me tired
    it'smaking me die
    you know i plan to retire some day,
    and i'm-a gonna go out in style
    go out in style
    this shit it's making me tired
    it's making me tired
    it's making me tired
    i'm-a gonna go out in style go out in style

    style
    style
    style?
    style.
    style..?
    style
    style..??
    style.

    i had a dream
    crispy crispy benjamin franklin came over and
    baby-sat all four of my kids

    i had a dream
    crispy crispy benjamin franklin came over and
    baby-sat all four of my kids

    sophie only want to tune us into radio bbc
    michael sat on my knees and whispered to me
    all about the meanie
    jacqueline was being such a big girl
    with her cup of tea looking out of the window
    and barbara
    she looks just like my mom
    oh my god, barbara
    she looks so much like my mom

    oh my god, barbara
    she looks so much just like my mom...
  • bu şarkı bana içi kan ağlayıp da gülme taklidi yapan insanları hatırlatıyor:

    "oh my god, barbara
    she looks so much just like my mom" da ağlayacakmış gibi,

    "no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you
    i don't have to pay for this shit
    i couldn't afford chemo like i couldn't afford a limo
    and on any given day i'd rather ride a limousine" burada da kopmuş gibi gözükmeye çalışır gibi değil gibi.
  • harika bir şarkı. içinde hangi duyguyu ararsan var.
  • kate nash bu şarkıyı dinlerken regina’nın kesin anne olduğunu düşünmüştüm, çocuğu olmadığını öğrendiğimde çok şaşırdım demiş. her şarkısı öyle aslında, küçük öyküler… çoğu da etrafında olan, gördüğü, tecrübe etmesine gerek kalmayan olaylar. hep gözlerim doluyor bu şarkıyı dinlerken. “oh my god, barbara” deyişi, “no, thank you”ları, mahcubiyeti, bazı yerlerdeki öfkesi… doktorun odasına giren her hasta gibi, çaresiz her hasta gibi, arkasında çocuklarını bırakacağını bilen her anne gibi. bir öykü kitabı çıkarsa olur yani regina’cım. prime time’a dizi yazsa filan… ya da en iyi bildiği işi yapıp bir albüm patlatsa en yenisinden ama eski tadında. remember us to life’ı hiç sevemedim çünkü.
  • amandacım da coverlamış..
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