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Steel Pulse, Chant a Psalm
Morrissey, I Want the One I Can’t Have (live @ Congress Theater Chicago 12/17/11)
Gang of Four, What We All Want
This wheel spins letting me off, It’s not the lack of trying, Can’t put my finger on it
You can’t help being hard up, Can’t trust the gods we trusted, Don’t think that’s any insurance
Could I be happy with something else, I need something to fill my time, Could I be happy with something else, I need someone to fill my time
This wheel spins letting me off, These doubts and nagging worries, Nothing to work towards
This demon on my back, Preaches the razors cut, The hope that does not fade
Could I be happy with something else, I need something to fill my time, Could I be happy with something else, I need something to fill my time
This wheel spins letting me off, It’s not the lack of trying, Can’t put my finger on it
You can’t help being hard up, Can’t trust the gods we trusted, Don’t think that’s any insurance
Could I be happy with something else, I need something to fill my time, Could I be happy with something else, I need someone to fill my time
Could I be happy with something else, I need something to fill my time, Could I be happy with something else, I need someone to fill my time
Resource for ‘The World’s Knowledge.’
WBEZ National Public Radio Chicago
My go to station for NPR and other radio news, documentary and entertainment.
I start every weekday morning with this program–great cast, great show.
Pritzker Military Library in Chicago
Great archive of guest speakers to the library.
Joy Division, No Love Lost
Morrissey, First of the Gang to Die
You have never been in love… until you’ve seen the stars… reflect in the reservoirs,
And you have never been in love… until you’ve seen the dawn rise… behind the home for the blind.
We are the pretty petty thieves… and you’re standing on our streets… where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die, oh my.
Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die, oh my.
You have never been in love… until you’ve seen sunlight thrown… over smashed human bone.
We are the pretty petty thieves… and you’re standing on our streets… where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and a bullet in his gullet… and the first lost lad… to go under the sod.
And he stole from the rich and the poor… and the not very rich and the very poor… and he stole all hearts away… he stole all hearts away… he stole all hearts away… Away… he stole all hearts away… Away.
