But tell me where did my anxieties all go Am I a fool? I do not care or know

Artist- He's my brother She's my sister
Song of the day- How'm I Gonna Get Back Home Tonight

I have been spending most of the wee hours of the evening dissecting a magazine my dear friend Sarah sent me because she knows my passion for music and certain artists. Unfortunately I should have been peeling apart and studying a boring epidemiology article on chromosomal aberrations instead but I must say it doesn't speak to me in quite the same way. Reading and discovering new music is like taste testing a bag of jelly beans for me, some are nasty and liquorish tasting, and some I keep picking through to pull out all the purple colored delicious ones I can find. hmmm I think I might be hungry as well cuz now I want actual jelly beans. But one interesting and quite bohemian find was today's band, which is like if the White Stripes jumped into a melting pot with Ed and his magnetic zeroes, mixed in a little Tilly and the Wall tap dancing and through in some thrift store finds and a few drinks. It's like the popcorn jelly bean of music that you don't expect but are continually intrigued and pleased by it's differentness. If I could tour with this vaudeville bag of jelly beans a good time would sure to be had. So find some friends, throw on some hip threads and have a jolly dance with these yummy beans.



Another drink, she's looking pretty now
My feet they stumble, will I'll be falling down?
All of a sudden I feel like talking to everyone
But tell me where did my anxieties all go
Am I a fool? I do not care or know
You see I'm just a product of this song

But how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of 'conscience-ness'
I feel no less
And how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of 'conscience-ness'
Let go of 'conscience-ness'

Will I get lucky? I guess I have to wait and see
But who would fall for a freak like me
Ah who cares I'm still gonna have some fun tonight
But in the morning things won't seem so sweet
With my head above the toilet seat
Ah for now I'm just going to have to enjoy this ride

But how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of 'conscience-ness'
I feel no less
And how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of 'conscience-ness'
Let go of 'conscience-ness'

I may regret the things I've said
But I won't let my mind to fret
'Cause I know everything will be alright.
My head is slipping
Mind is tripping
Consciousness that I was gripping
Slowly fades away into the night.

But how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of consciousness
I feel no less
And how'm I gonna get back home tonight
In my head they've turned out all the lights of 'conscience-ness'
Let go of 'conscience-ness'