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God Help the Girl Page #3
the springs wouldn't have me
Fired me up, like a gun
Fell into my suit
and I walked down to breakfast
Green leaves
and blue sky and sun
Boy, if you could speak,
you'd know what to do
You'd sit and let the world
go 'round
Remember all you saw
and tell it back
in the stories when
the day is done
Remember all you saw
and tell it back
in the stories when
the day is done
rocked.
We were doing Romeo and Juliet
for English,
but I got more into the song,
"Romeo and Juliet."
It's a good song.
The guy who wrote that song
is a songwriting deity.
Did he write any other
tunes as good?
One, one and a half.
So, then how can you proclaim
him a deus?
A man needs only write
one genius song,
one song that lives forever
in the hearts of the populous
to make him forever divine.
Well, it should be easy then.
It's not easy.
Many women and men have lived
trying to write
classic pop songs.
What they don't realize is
it's not for them to decide.
It's God.
Or, the god of music.
Or, the part of God that
concerns Himself with music.
That's why the hit maker
has to be considered part divine
because the divine
spoke through them.
Preposterous notion.
But quite a good one.
Excuse me for one minute.
- So, you came.
- Yeah, I just made it.
Sorry I missed your band.
Have you been working
in a factory or what?
No, I've been waitressing.
What are you doing?
I have an idea.
Come, come.
What is this place?
This is where I work sometimes.
Wow, do you own this place?
No, I don't own it, but I know
where all the good stuff is.
I could help you pick
something to wear.
- Really?
- Sure, have a look around.
They never met
The singer and the swinger
She walked in
They walked around
each other
Fighting for the mirror
and smiling
Nope, that is not for you.
This is for another species.
I was tongue tied
You could try it, I suppose.
And she aspired to perfection
as a hipster
No, that is not suitable
to your shape.
Your breasts are exquisite.
The dress looks
like a potato sack.
You're not a potato.
Okay, well, walk forward.
Now on your left.
Forward, good.
Right.
I wouldn't waste time
Warm.
Warmer.
Every second day
just dreaming
Bingo.
Try this one.
My dream was realized
but I was sleeping
Hey, did you give
my tape to those guys?
Yes, they said they
would put it on the pile.
Is that all they said?
Well, they said
that it was unusual
to get a tape these days.
Ta da.
She passed out cold
Are you okay?
Just lie still
You'll feel better
What happened,
I wanna go home
Where am I
What have I done wrong
You say that
but how do you know
Who are you?
What do you want?
I always wondered
I wouldn't waste time
dreaming about me
just dreaming
My dream was realized
but I was sleeping
I was sleeping
James.
What is it?
What's wrong?
Really bad dream.
Can I just stay up here
for like two minutes?
Yeah, yeah.
What?
There's water
running under the door.
Okay, I've got it.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Um, I was going
to go out for a wander
if you want to come.
No, I'm just gonna to stay here.
Okay.
Pretty Eve in the tub
Please allow me to scrub
Please allow me to rub
Tell me cares of the day
Let me wash them away
All the hideous weight
Dry you gently
Dress you tenderly
And ready for bed
You're asleep
still standing up
I like you not made up
You've got a nice face
It is crumpled and creased
from the way that you sleep
But I like you the best
in one of my vests
that you casually keep
Steal from me my underwear
You wear it better than me
Go all day, no false alarms
You charm them all
The worker,
labor free shirker
Management lady
Government spy
Long legged girl
from the west
You came onto the scene
like an energetic beam
Charming ways
you have learnt
All the boys have been bent
by your mesmerizing gaze
Waltzing into situations
Very kind, getting a raise
Writing home
to tell your folks
about the city ways
Are nagging at you
What's a girl supposed to do
When a city closes in
Noise from the lady upstairs
She's as deaf as a post
As transparent as a ray
Boys are queuing
Trouble's brewing
But you take it all in
Ride the wave
of their affection
and confessions of lust
Pretty Eve in the tub
Please allow me to scrub
Please allow me to rub
Please allow me to scrub
Why did you want to meet here?
I have lungs, asthma.
When I'm waiting for someone
I like to be
What's up with you?
Argh, bloody Findley
and bloody Donovan
ever got back to me.
The radio guys?
- Mm-hm.
- Ah.
You expected they would.
Yeah, I hoped that they would.
You know, those guys are
not going to go for someone
playing and singing
acoustic on an old tape.
You've got to make it
easier for them.
They're not going
to take a chance
on some nutcase.
Ow.
You know, you need
to write for something,
you need to have a reason.
Right, be yourself.
Write about yourself.
Whatever it is
that's happened to you.
I thought you said we were going
to have some fun tonight.
Ah, we are just getting to it.
Jesus, can you even see?
Wait, just put...
okay, put them on,
thanks.
Thank you.
I want to be a councilor.
Like a marriage counselor?
No, on the City Council.
How do you get that?
People have to vote for you.
Oh, no one's going
to vote for you, James.
You're too feminine.
I used to meet my friend Carol
before school,
go to meet my boyfriend.
What age?
Thirteen.
Quite advanced for 13.
Good way to start
the day, though.
Quick snog down at the statues.
I like this time of night.
Feels like the morning.
I don't know why the birds
are going so crazy,
they're meant to be in bed,
or at least thinking
about sleep.
They might get randy
at this time of year.
Maybe they're
having a bird disco.
Oh, no way, I know discos
are frowned upon
in bird society.
Oh really?
How do you know that?
I was a young ornithologist.
Cass!
Cassie!
Cassie!
What are you doing?
We're going on a day trip,
do you want to come?
Go get dressed.
Okay.
Cassie, just come
out the front door.
Oh, okay.
What is this place?
It belongs to the university.
You're serious?
We're going in that?
How does it go?
You have to paddle.
Where are we going?
That way.
But what's that way?
Are we going through the country
or through the city?
Are we canoeing through traffic?
Well, you can either
go to Edinburgh
or you can go to the sea.
There's a fork up ahead.
Anyway, it's kayaking,
it's not canoeing.
We call this canoeing
where I grew up.
Yes, well, we're
in Scotland now.
Eve, why would you
want to come here
when it's sunny in Australia?
Well, because when
I finished high school
I met this boy
who was in a band
and I...
What?
She's a groupie.
Don't listen to James.
Was he good looking?
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