VLVL2 (15): "Take It to the Limit"

[joeallonby]

on 5/27/04 12:30 PM, dedalus204 at comcast.net at dedalus204 at comcast.net wrote:


> All alone at the end of the of the evening
> And the bright lights have faded to blue
> I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have
> Loved me and I never knew
> You know I've always been a dreamer
> (spent my life running 'round)
> And it's so hard to change
> (Can't seem to settle down)
> But the dreams I've seen lately
> Keep on turning out and burning out
> And turning out the same
> 
> So put me on a highway
> And show me a sign
> And take it to the limit one more time
> 
> You can spend all your time making money
> You can spend all your love making time
> If it all fell to pieces tomorrow
> Would you still be mine?
> 
> And when you're looking for your freedom
> (Nobody seems to care)
> And you can't find the door
> (Can't find it anywhere)
> When there's nothing to believe in
> Still you're coming back, you're running back
> You're coming back for more
> 
> So put me on a highway
> And show me a sign
> And take it to the limit one more time
> 
> Take it to the limit
> Take it to the limit
> Take it to the limit one more time
> 
Absolute gibberish.

I cannot begin to describe how, as a confirmed Gram Parsons fan, how very
much I despise the Disneyesque Eagles.

Outside of Winslow Arizona there is a billboard. It reads "Standing on a
corner in Winslow Arizona..." with lots of cute musical notes surrounding
the words. Then "Thank you, Eagles!". This ignores the fact that that
particularly egregious piece of tripe was written by the soul-less
girlfriend slapper Jackson Browne. I was gratified to find the billboard
pockmarked by shotgun pellets and rifle bullets. Apparently, the locals use
it to sight-in.