Please Please Please, Let Me Get What I Want
The Smiths, man...
Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad
So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time
Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad
So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Released when I was twelve, and entering my personal zeitgeist when I was 14 with the release of Pretty In Pink, I never expected PPP to track me through my life.
I’m no ascetic… maybe self-disciplined with stoic tendencies in the service to others is a better description—yes, that seems more accurate. In any case, there have been many long years of choosing, not my own will, but that of others. I like to think of it as a ‘rising tide’ mentality. If my friends succeed, we all will.
There have been good times, but recently it has been more of a grind than usual and my old tricks to not let a good man turn bad aren’t working.
I had a dream. Not one I ever expected to achieve. It was the kind of carrot that kept this mule going. I always knew, no matter how deep it got or how dark I felt, this expectation… touchstone… inspiration would always materialize to remind me that I am loved.
Things changed and I lost it. So, I’m fighting for my life here. My peer group all thinks I’m just experiencing a low moment. They’ve all come to expect me to never slow down, never say no, never give up.
But now, I just don’t care.
So, songs like Please, Please, Please tug at my heart like a prayer.
Ps 46:2 That is why we will not fear, though the earth undergoes change,
Though the mountains topple into the depths of the sea…
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