By Special Request
Some people have been wondering what song would be referenced next on this blog, so just before heading back onto the road I asked Lou what song lyrics best reflected his state of mind during the random moment I put the question to him.
"C'mon, Lou -- the people need to know, man!"
Lou thought about it for a moment. And let me tell you that when a person has spent the better part of five days with their butt welded to the seat of a hot bicycle seat, you can really see the cogwheels of the mind turning in the facial expressions displayed while thoughts are being processed.
Finally, an answer.
"You Can't Always Get What You Want".
Lou started reciting a few lines to me like he did with that Madonna song the other day. Again, thankfully, he did not sing the words. At this point Lou's voice sounds like Leonard Cohen after a rough day of gargling Draino.
He smiled when he requested the song, so I suspect it's not intended as a kind of reconciliation in case he doesn't complete the race in time so much as a fun, defiance of caution and a dare to the elements to just try and stop the man who has his heart set on victory.
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need
Oh yeah, hey hey hey, oh...
And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse"
Sing it to me now...
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need
Oh baby, yeah, yeah!
I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"
I said to him
You can't always get what you want, no!
You can't always get what you want (tell ya baby)
You can't always get what you want (no)
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
Oh yes! Woo!
You get what you need--yeah, oh baby!
Oh yeah!
I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need
Scooter McCrae, reporting (as if you didn't know that by now).
