How the hell can a person go to work in the morning, come home in the evening, and have nothing to say?

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― 57 7th (calstars), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:50 (twenty years ago)

work is fucking boring

― kyle (akmonday), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:54 (twenty years ago)

or they're trying not to tell you about the MAD SEXING AFFAIR they have in the supply closet

― kyle (akmonday), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:54 (twenty years ago)

Are you drunk?

― Alex H (Alex Henreid), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:55 (twenty years ago)

because they're tired surely?

― ryan (ryan), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:55 (twenty years ago)

kyle is right

― jmeister (jmeister), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:56 (twenty years ago)

Just kill yourself now while the angst is still hot in your blood. The feeling of nothing will be better than you think it might be.

http://home.concepts-ict.nl/~kay/pics/zwerg/smila.jpg

― Bob Vila, Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:57 (twenty years ago)

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― Alex H (Alex Henreid), Thursday, 20 October 2005 22:58 (twenty years ago)

ryan OTM.

― A|ex P@reene (Pareene), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:04 (twenty years ago)

this is on ILM! ha

― cutty (mcutt), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:06 (twenty years ago)

good tune

― Keith C (lync0), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:08 (twenty years ago)

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― M@tt He1geson (Matt Helgeson), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:15 (twenty years ago)

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― cutty (mcutt), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:17 (twenty years ago)

ihttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Man_in_the_Gray_Flannel_Suit

― M@tt He1geson (Matt Helgeson), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:17 (twenty years ago)

Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away
Something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like
cheap tarts in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away
Something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch

Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away
There's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away, many miles away

― M@tt He1geson (Matt Helgeson), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:19 (twenty years ago)

Good god, those really are the worst lyrics evah

― Masked Gazza, Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:22 (twenty years ago)

If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire this old house would have burnt down a long time ago.

― rogermexico (rogermexico), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:24 (twenty years ago)

the awful truth

― Tony Bennet, Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:29 (twenty years ago)

Cause it's the thing that makes you want to be an angel that flys from Montgomery. Duh!

― Marxism Goes Better With Coke (Charles McCain), Thursday, 20 October 2005 23:32 (twenty years ago)

Right, here's my take.

Bruce sits down to forcibly write a song.

"I go to work in the morning"

Bruce reads, and realises that's the worst opening line ever.

"Ah, I aint got nothin to say"

he writes, thinks "I'll come back to it"

What next? Umm...

"I come home in the evening"

Something to rhyme with say

"I go to bed. Feeling the same way"

Now he's really feeling lousy. and dumb.

"I aint nothing but tired and bored" he says, so nicks off to his girlfriends house to cheer her up.

Song ends.

― mark grout (mark grout), Friday, 21 October 2005 08:09 (twenty years ago)

http://blog.lib.umn.edu/archives/snackeru/greet/2004/04/28/songs_for_a_desert_island_i.html

― d-90 (D-90), Friday, 21 October 2005 12:38 (twenty years ago)

You guys know he gets up in the evening and comes home in the morning. He's a rocker and those are the hours, you see.

― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 21 October 2005 13:00 (twenty years ago)

To answer the thread question, very very VERY easily.

― Raymond Cummings (Raymond Cummings), Friday, 21 October 2005 13:07 (twenty years ago)

Good god, those really are the worst lyrics evah
-- Masked Gazza

Aw c'mon, "the din of our Rice Krispies" is the man's greatest lyric ever! Far, far better to get your pop-music lyrical inspiration from a bunch of TV-commercial breakfast cereal elves than some fancy-pants Russian novelist or psychologist or whatever.

― Myonga Von Bontee (Myonga Von Bontee), Friday, 21 October 2005 15:09 (twenty years ago)

I'm with Myonga...I like the din. The Din is good.

The Jam have a great song about the working life...Just Who's the Five O'Clock hero:

"Hello darlin' - I'm home again
Covered in shit and aches and pains
Too knackered to think so give me time to come round
...etc."

― richat (richat), Friday, 21 October 2005 16:43 (twenty years ago)

Did he ever finish that book he was writing?

― andrew m. (andrewmorgan), Friday, 21 October 2005 16:44 (twenty years ago)

I AM AN OLD WOMAN!

― Huk-L (Huk-L), Friday, 21 October 2005 16:47 (twenty years ago)

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― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 21 October 2005 16:59 (twenty years ago)

"It's been a hard day's night
And I've been working like a dog,
It's been a hard day's night,
I should be sleeping like a log,
But when I get home to you,
I find the things that you do,
Will make me feel alright.
You know I work all day,
To get you money to buy you things,
And it's worth it just to hear you say,
You're gonna give me everything,
So why on earth should I moan,
'Cos when I get you alone,
You know I feel okay.
When I'm home everything seems to be right,
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight,
Tight, yeah."

At least, that's my story and I'm sticking with it....
(I really hope she doesn't find out about the MAD SEXING AFFAIR I have in the supply closet!)

― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Friday, 21 October 2005 17:53 (twenty years ago)

Dancing in the Dark is a great great song. Bruce Springsteen is the most underrated synth-pop artist of all time.

― M@tt He1geson (Matt Helgeson), Friday, 21 October 2005 17:59 (twenty years ago)

She's not stupid you know - if you come home and start spouting crap like that then she's bound to start suspecting you of having a MAD SEXING AFFAIR in the supply closet!

― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Friday, 21 October 2005 18:08 (twenty years ago)

It's awesome how little of the thread is about the song referenced in the thread title. I think I see only two posts that reference it directly.

It is a GREAT fucking song, especially the live version with Bonnie Raitt.

― Scott CE (Scott CE), Friday, 21 October 2005 19:25 (twenty years ago)

What are we talking about?

― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 21 October 2005 19:28 (twenty years ago)

I ain't done nothing since I woke up this morning.

― glen, Friday, 21 October 2005 21:39 (twenty years ago)

A question ain't really a question if you know the answer too.

― glen, Friday, 21 October 2005 21:41 (twenty years ago)

Well you know, she still laughs with me. But she waits just a second too long.

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 21 October 2005 21:57 (twenty years ago)

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