For the Weekend…

Aimee Mann: Going Through The Motions:


Something isn’t right I don’t know how I know But baby, it’s despite Your dog-and-pony show
I can hear it coming You’re only going through the motions, baby With your engines humming You’re just going through the motions, baby
Feel like I’m in jail With you and Mr. Hyde A guy who leaves a trail About a mile wide
So it starts already That you’re just going through the motions, baby You can throw confetti But you’re still going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby
They’ll have a big parade For every day that you stay clean But when the trumpets fade You’ll go under like a submarine And you won’t see it coming No, you won’t see it coming
You could have it made Up there in San Rafael But baby, I’m afraid I’ll never see you well
Because I’ve seen the tally And you’re just going through the motions, baby To a big finale That comes from going through the motions, baby
Going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby You’re just going through the motions, baby

Originally published at www.bradford-delong.com.