Check out Sting's gem of a song HERE. Jazz lovers would also appreciate Branford Marsalis's gorgeou-licious saxophone lines!!
Lyrics:
"Englishman in New York"
I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If, "Manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun
Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run
If, "Manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
I'm an alien. I'm a legal alien. I'm a Malaysian (maybe 30% Australian) in Taipei. Haha. Be myself, no matter what they say. Amen? Well...amen to being the person God designed me to be, no matter what other people think or say.
I'm tired. I should be good and go to sleep. But I must admit I was feeling pretty down when I got back. Don't know if it's spiritual whenever I feel down like this. It's like an ominous feeling that tomorrow is unbearable and scary just SINKS you. What really has helped me these few months is just singing,writing and worshipping. Whenever I just start writing my stuff, singing, playing the piano and occasionally worshipping in tongues, then the feeling lifts. Wonder if it's the whole David and Saul thing again. Evil spirits flee at the sound of music?
So yea, I was feeling like, darn, I don't wanna wake up tomorrow. I don't know what to do and everything just seems inadequate for the situation. Then, I pulled out my stress-reliever [aka laptop], and instead of surfing, I pulled out some incomplete songs of mine and actually completed 2 of them. Felt much better after all that humming. Ah wells~~ better sleep. More songs tomorrow. More narrowing down what the goals and purposes of 2011 are. Good night.
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