Now that the holidays are over, it’s time to settle back into the regular groove of things. This week’s lyric is by an artist many may not have heard, which is a shame. Bleu McAuley is just as brilliant at composing a great hook in his music as he is at creating a clever line in his songs. This is one of my favorites.

Enjoy Boy Meets Girl by Bleu (from 2009’s A Watched Pot).

I’ve got a tune for the bride and groom and how they
got to here
It starts out with a boy and a girl who met in senior
year
She hung in with the outside crowd while he disappeared
But the square and the rebel fit together like the
treble and the bass in their ears

It’s like Twisted Sister meets Mr. Mister
It’s like a Rolling Thunder meets a Careless Whisper
It’s like Jesus Jones and The Rolling Stones in a game
of Twister
It’s like boy meets girl

He went to Boston and got a little lost in a frozen
stare (Hallelujah)
She looked at him with an L.A. grin and wondered if he
cared (Hallelujah)
He said someday when the Polaroids fade and we cut our
hair (Hallelujah)
We’ll look back and we’ll laugh ’cause the queen and
the jack made a perfect pair

It’s like Twisted Sister meets Mr. Mister
It’s like a Shout At The Devil (Shout!) meets a Careless Whisper
It’s like Motorhead and the Grateful Dead in a game of
Twister
It’s like boy meets girl

If you have a favorite song that features entertaining lyrics which you’d like to see featured as a Lyric of the Week, drop me a line in the comments (or email me at ed@suitcasefullofdimes.com) and tell me what you find special about the song.

Happy New Year, lyrics lovers! We made it through 2016 and are hungover in 2017, proving that, yes! we are young and alive!

Enjoy This Will Be My Year by Semisonic (from 1998’s Feeling Strangely Fine) as your reward for another year older and another year wiser.

Thursday’s crush is a Friday night rush,
And a Monday morning cry,
It’s the tail that you keep chasing,
And it gets away every time.

New Years Eve and it’s hard to believe,
Another Zodiac’s gone around,
While you drank yourself high on hoping,
And watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it’s time,
To make your annual prayer,
Secret Santa in the sky,
When will I get my share.

Then you tell yourself,
What you want to hear,
Cause you have to believe,
This will be my year.
This will be my year.

Pound your fist and cross it off your list,
But you know you’re not that strong,
When the man at the stop light catches you,
Singing along to a brand new song.

Well maybe it’s,
Trash or the overnight smash,
That brings a ship crashing through your wall,
So you can make your grand departure,
From a world getting way too small.

One wheel in the ditch another,
Spinning in the air,
Put your pedal down to the floorboards,
But you’re not getting anywhere.

Then you tell yourself,
What you want to hear,
But you have to believe,
This will be my year,
This will be my year,
This will be my year,
This will be my year, ohh.

If you have a favorite song that features entertaining lyrics which you’d like to see featured as a Lyric of the Week, drop me a line in the comments (or email me at ed@suitcasefullofdimes.com) and tell me what you find special about the song.

For the remainder of this year, I’m focusing on some of my all-time favorite lyrics. The Tories, as well as many other amazing bands, came to my attention through an online email distribution list of rabid power pop fans called Audities. Because it’s Christmas and you’re sick of seeing Jimmy Stewart in black and white on your HDTV, here’s a song about a movie.

Enjoy Wonderful Life by The Tories (from 1997’s Wonderful Life)

The Gower Drugstore
And Bedford Falls is watching
Stones breaking windows
Lasso the Moon for Mary

I wanna feel like George Bailey did
Kissing the staircase and holding the wife
Bells will be ringing when angels get their wings
It’s such a beautiful
Oh what a wonderful life

One wish be granted
A life without existence
Richer than Potter
A wealth of friends surrounding

I wanna feel like George Bailey did
Kissing the staircase and holding the wife
Bells will be ringing when angels get their wings
It’s such a beautiful
Oh what a wonderful life

If you have a favorite song that features entertaining lyrics which you’d like to see featured as a Lyric of the Week, drop me a line in the comments (or email me at ed@suitcasefullofdimes.com) and tell me what you find special about the song.

For the remainder of this year, I’m focusing on some of my all-time favorite lyrics. Splitsville is one of favorite bands that you probably have never heard of. Which is a shame because the band produced some amazing power pop songs while they were together.

Enjoy Brink by Splitsville (from 2003’s Incorporated).

I’ll get there late, don’t get me wrong
I like your band, but hate your songs
The parts that suck are obvious
Need I explain them to you

You’re always on the brink
Of something I can’t take
It’s everything you want

Straight from our van onto the stage
Where we will dance the night away
If you are not about to rock
Then we will not salute you

It almost makes you think
There’s something wrong with fate
If everything you want
Is stuck here on de… lay

It’s never a big deal
And that’s your big mistake
Don’t get me, don’t get me wrong
Don’t get me wrong

You’re always on the brink
Of something too half-baked
It’s everything you want
But nothing we can’t… fake

It’s never a big deal
It’s everything I hate
Don’t get me, don’t get me,
Don’t get me wrong.

If you have a favorite song that features entertaining lyrics which you’d like to see featured as a Lyric of the Week, drop me a line in the comments (or email me at ed@suitcasefullofdimes.com) and tell me what you find special about the song.

For the remainder of this year, I’m focusing on some of my all-time favorite lyrics. Picking a favorite Cheap Trick song was tough, but the dartboard finally decided for me.

Enjoy Surrender by Cheap Trick (from 1978’s Heaven Tonight).

Mother told me, yes, she told me
That I’d meet girls like you
She also told me, “Stay away
You’ll never know what you’ll catch”

Just the other day I heard
Of a soldier’s falling off
Some Indonesian junk
That’s going ’round

Mommy’s alright, daddy’s alright
They just seem a little weird
Surrender, surrender
But don’t give yourself away
Hey, hey

Father says, “Your mother’s right
She’s really up on things
Before we married, Mommy served
In the WACS in the Philippines.”

Now, I had heard the WACS recruited
Old maids for the war
But mommy isn’t one of those
I’ve known her all these years

Mommy’s alright, daddy’s alright
They just seem a little weird
Surrender, surrender
But don’t give yourself away
Hey, hey

Whatever happened to all this season’s
Losers of the year?
Every time I got to thinking
Here’d they disappear?

But when I woke up, Mom and Dad
Are rolling on the couch
Rolling numbers, rock and rollin’
Got my Kiss records out

Mommy’s alright, daddy’s alright
They just seem a little weird
Surrender, surrender
But don’t give yourself away
Hey, hey

Away
Away

Surrender
Surrender
But don’t give yourself away

If you have a favorite song that features entertaining lyrics which you’d like to see featured as a Lyric of the Week, drop me a line in the comments (or email me at ed@suitcasefullofdimes.com) and tell me what you find special about the song.