a little bit of analysis
consider for a moment lyrics to 2 songs:
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there, you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep goin 'til you hit the spot
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasoned vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)
[chorus]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she winds
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone
[chorus]
we heard the first song in the car the other night, my dad made a good point - when you listen to country lyrics, and then listen to rap lyrics, it makes you wonder what exactly that says, as a cultural statement. it makes me wonder specifically what it says about our generation, with the rap explosion occurring in the past 10 or 15 years. someone our age is more likely to listen to a song that claims "The best things are the wet dreams" (trick daddy) than one that tells us to "live like you were dying" (tim mcgraw). am i the only one that finds that depressing? i think that the roots of hip hop and rap lie in the expression of life on the street. drugs, prostitution, violence... these are often a sad consequence of that life. but what do songs dedicated to random sex acts and the glorification of substance abuse and materialism aim at? what's the artistic goal? is it any wonder that girls half my age run around looking like common hookers, wearing clothing 2 sizes too small? it is unfortunate that there are so many artists after the vein of 50 cent, where every song is simply a different version of the same old statement, and so few like outkast, producing intelligent urban music.
The fact is, things like romance, chivalry, respect for women... they haven't disappeared from popular music. they're just hiding out in pick-up trucks and bars where you're more likely to order a beer and do the boot scoot 'n boogie than slug down a vodka shot and grind on the dancefloor.
there are a lot of things i don't like about the south. but the more my ears are harassed by songs telling me i'm more useful on my knees than anywhere else, the music that originates in the south is not one of those things.
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there, you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep goin 'til you hit the spot
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasoned vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)
[chorus]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she winds
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone
[chorus]
we heard the first song in the car the other night, my dad made a good point - when you listen to country lyrics, and then listen to rap lyrics, it makes you wonder what exactly that says, as a cultural statement. it makes me wonder specifically what it says about our generation, with the rap explosion occurring in the past 10 or 15 years. someone our age is more likely to listen to a song that claims "The best things are the wet dreams" (trick daddy) than one that tells us to "live like you were dying" (tim mcgraw). am i the only one that finds that depressing? i think that the roots of hip hop and rap lie in the expression of life on the street. drugs, prostitution, violence... these are often a sad consequence of that life. but what do songs dedicated to random sex acts and the glorification of substance abuse and materialism aim at? what's the artistic goal? is it any wonder that girls half my age run around looking like common hookers, wearing clothing 2 sizes too small? it is unfortunate that there are so many artists after the vein of 50 cent, where every song is simply a different version of the same old statement, and so few like outkast, producing intelligent urban music.
The fact is, things like romance, chivalry, respect for women... they haven't disappeared from popular music. they're just hiding out in pick-up trucks and bars where you're more likely to order a beer and do the boot scoot 'n boogie than slug down a vodka shot and grind on the dancefloor.
there are a lot of things i don't like about the south. but the more my ears are harassed by songs telling me i'm more useful on my knees than anywhere else, the music that originates in the south is not one of those things.