"He lied to us through song..."

[pkhentz]

"...I hate when people do that!"

That is my memory of Homer's response to Apu admitting, after a rousing singalong to the contrary, that he did, in fact, need the Kwik-E Mart. That came to mind as I listened to an old playlist on the train this morning.

"My mama told me, 'Son,
always be a good boy,
don't ever play with guns,'
but I shot a man in Reno,

Comments

[sachem_head]

I hear what you're saying about "Fulsome Prison Blues." I guess I always thought of that line as being not psychotic, but nihilistic. That whatever the speaker's actual motive was, in retrospect, it didn't mean anything. What matters is that he's now deprived of his freedom. And he imagines that freedom through the train, through the "rich folks eating in a fancy dining car / probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars."