This song really explains the way I feel some times Queensryche-Promised Land Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock upon my door, and waiting...for Promised Land. Standing neck deep in life, my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor.Is this all? Because it's not what I expected. Somewhere along the way friends I once held close fled the fast lane. I didn't notice, I just had to make it. Head down, nose in the grindstone; the kiss of life placed on my brow kept sliddin' to the ground and now it's buried six feet under. Preaching from the floor again the same old sad song, "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son." Where did it all go wrong? What's the use in even holding on? Here's to love, hate... and promises. Almost called it today. Turned to face "The Void" numb with the suffering and the question, "Why am I...?" So many times I've tried and failed to gather my courage, reach again for that nail. Life's been like dragging feet through sand, and never finding... Promised Land. Preaching from the floor again the same old sad song, "Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son." Where did it all go wrong? I feel like I'm dying. Here's to love, to hate, to promises and Promised Land lies.
Social Distortion, King of Fools King of Fools, King of Fools, When it comes around to love I always lose
Liquid Tension Experiment Life's been good - Joe Walsh Changes in latitude, Changes in Attitude - Jimmy Buffett
In the old days it was "Smuggler's Blues" - Glen Frey and if I wasn't on my toes, I would have been "Aqualung" - Jethro Tull. Now it's "Future's looking Brite" - Hewy Lewis and the News.
"Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug, makes you wanta holler hi-d ho, burns yer tummy don't ya know...chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug."
BB King - Sweet Little Angel - (Best version is on Live at The Regal) I've got a sweet little angel I love the way she spread her wings Yes got a sweet little angel I love the way she spread her wings Yes, when she spreads her wings around me I get joy, and everything You know I asked my baby for a nickel And she gave me a $20 bill Oh yes, I asked my baby for a nickel And she gave me a $20 bill Whoah, you know I ask her to buy a little drink of liquor And she gave me a whiskey still Oh, if my baby should quit me I believe I would die Oh if my baby should quit me Lord I do believe I would die Yes if you don't love me little angel Please tell me the reason why