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жанры: indie, rock, singer-songwriter, alternative
альбомы: Thunder Thighs
Same Shit / Complicated
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Kimya Dawson
жанры: indie, rock, singer-songwriter, alternative
альбомы: Thunder Thighs
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You were looking down at them, they were looking down at you You were starched and pressed, they were all disheveled They were holding hands, They were ragamuffins and they said "I know we're not fancy but we're on the same level We've got plans, big plans! We're gonna change the world All you care about is dollars, that doesn't make sense All you do is hit snooze, watch the news, buy shoes, drink booze Make money feel spent and Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day after day after day." Then you look at them without batting an eye and say "Hey little hippie, let your freak flag fly Why don't you go smoke a bowl in your best tie-dye? Get a tattoo of a dancing bear holding a peace sign You can talk the talk but when it comes to real change Are you and all your little friends exactly the same? You sit around in potlucks, pointing fingers, placing blame Drinking kombucha and eating tempeh and Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day after day after day." If you are judging them while they are judging you And you think that makes them assholes, maybe you're an asshole too Do we argue with each other until we both turn blue or Find similarities in what we like and what we do? Yeah, just because someone does not look like me Doesn't mean they are a clone or a sheep Maybe they like their job and they're living their dream And they love their friends and their family Yeah, some people thrive between nine and five And feel like they're choking if their neck's not tied And some people feel as if they're gonna die if Their seams aren't straight and their shoes not tied Some people like business, some people like numbers Some people grow organic heirloom cucumbers And only feel free with their hands in the dirt In a pair of old jeans and their favorite t-shirt Some people feel enslaved when they have a boss Some people without one feel totally lost To make this world work, it takes all different kinds We all have different tastes, different strengths, different minds So it doesn't make sense to generalize And it doesn't make sense to judge with our eyes We need more compassion, we need to be kind If you open your heart, you might like what you find Cause there are some nice bus drivers, and there's some mean bus drivers And there's some nice cops in Madison, Wisconsin And there's some nice teachers, and there's some mean teachers Just because you got a mean teacher doesn't mean all teachers suck And no one is nice all the time, no one is mean all the time Think about what someone's going through that's making them be mean to you Like maybe their pet gerbil died and they are really sad inside Or maybe they got in a fight with someone that they really liked Or maybe they are really shy, don't know how to socialize May just want to run and hide, not saying that it's justified But if we learn to empathize, the resentments will vaporize Situations metamorphize before our very eyes Then the need to stereotype will become outdated When we realize that everyone is really complicated We are all so complicated We are all so complicated I am also complicated I am also complicated I'm a black mom, a lactivist, a home-owning punk It's been over a decade since the last time I got drunk I drive a mini-van, and I've got junk in the trunk I think Danny DeVito is a total hunk I like revisiting the shit my therapist helps me remember Being friends with someone for a long time, still not knowing their gender I fight for equal rights, and I fight for inner peace And I pray to the dead for the gratitude I need I've got chickens in my backyard and a little garden plot I really hate commercials but I got a slap-chop Cause I'm a sucker for a remix, let me tell you what By the time that I am finished, you are gonna love these nuts I'm a little bit pop culture, a lot bit DIY I don't know the definition of TMI I write poems about my period, post pictures of my log If you don't like body functions, you shouldn't read my blog My husband's a musician from the mountains in France He wrote me a song, we did interpretive dance Then he knocked me up, now we have the coolest kid Yeah, hooking up with him's the smartest thing I ever did And I feel like I can fly when I'm on roller skates I get a little high when I eat dried dates I feel like I'm unloading when I'm loading up the car I feel like I'm exploding when I'm holding my guitar I don't understand what numbers have to do with success Or what sales have to do with happiness Unless they're the kind of sails that will carry me to sea Where my grandma and grandpa are waiting for me I never thought I'd make it to 25, now I'm 37 and I'm glad that I'm alive If I ever need a tour bus, I'm still gonna drive Cause I looking out the windshield as the world goes by Looking out the windshield as the world goes by Yeah, looking out the windshield as the world goes by Now I'm 37 and I'm glad that I'm alive And I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by
Это интересно:Kimya Dawson родилась 1972 в США. Играет в стиле antifolk. участница группы Moldy Peaches.
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