i was listening to pulp the other day, which i do from time to time and i came across the song "bad cover version."
there were some lyrics in particular that struck me:
"aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations that got it so wrong,
it's like a later 'tom and jerry' when the two of them could talk,
like the stones since the eighties, like the last days of southfork,
like 'planet of the apes' on tv, the second side of 'til the band comes in',
like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's going to let you down my friend."
i actually heard those lyrics and stopped mid-motion and laughed. because that will be me one day. and it won't be long.
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