Memory is a funny thing. This morning, out of nowhere, I awoke with a snippet of a song in my head. This particular song is one I probably haven't heard in more than 20 years. There is no reason for it to be in my head. Just now I've been trying to Google the lyrics, so I could post a link to them. But I must be way off in how I remember them, because nothing's coming up. Up until a few minutes ago I was pretty sure the song was called Tokyo Rose and it was by Men at Work, but now I'm not so sure. Here is the snippet of the song, as I remember it.You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I get the picture from the stains on your clothes
didn't they tell you about the shape I'm in
in this condition of carlo sin?
Does anyone else remember this ditty? There's obviously no such thing as "carlo sin", but I guess I thought it was some kind of Australian word like "Vegemite" (I was about 10 or 12). I swear this song isn't one I made up--although I did make up a lot of songs when I was a boy. I couldn't have made it up, how would I know about Tokyo Rose?
4 comments:
Rye Guy,
I feel so violated knowing that you're spying on me right now.
Anyway --- you're right about the song title, and the band was Idle Eyes (clever, eh? Idle Eyes...Idolize...). Clever or not, Tokyo Rose seems to have represented this mid-80s Canadian band's 15 minutes.
As you were,
MJ
Thanks for the clarification Jacko, I do recall the band name Idle Eyes--don't know why I thought it was Men At Work, except for the fact that they are contemporaries.
Sorry about the spying, but now that I've been up front about it it's no longer spying is it? It's more like keeping tabs. By the way I've cut off all ties with CSIS and the FBI stopped paying me months ago, so I'm totally legit.
Read on McDuff.
Idle Eyes
Tokyo Rose
Where are you
What are you waiting for
This is not a race
Are you trying to school time
School time
You in the corner, come closer
I can see your face
I can see it in mine
Glassey in mine
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture
From the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you about the shape I'm in
In this condition of carnal sin
Confuse me, try to talk
Like the stains on the sidewalk
Is what she said
Gets in my head
The sun's up
You wake up that beauty
At the bus stop, turns my head
Go back to bed
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture
From the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you about the shape I'm in
In this condition of carnal sin
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
We'll be alright, we'll be alright
I tried to warn you, I tried to warn you
We'll be alright, alright
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture
From the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you about the shape I'm in
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story like Tokyo Rose
I got the picture
From the stains on your clothes
Didn't they tell you about the shape I'm in
In this condition of carnal sin
You tell a story
You tell a story
You tell a story
Thanks for finding the lyrics Dave (I assume they didn't come from memory). Carnal sin makes far more sense than "carlo sin"
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