Friday, March 18, 2005

Hala ka ukulele, mama made a baby

You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song. It’s meant to keep you
From doing what you’re supposed to,
Like waking up too early.
Maybe we could sleep in;
I’ll make you banana pancakes,
Pretend like it’s the weekend now,
And we could pretend it all the time.
Can’t you see that it’s just raining?
There ain’t no need to go outside.

But just maybe, hala ka ukulele,
Mama made a baby.
I really don’t mind the practice
Because you’re my little lady.
Lady, lady love me,
Because I love to lay here lazy.
We could close the curtains,
Pretend like there’s no world outside,
And we could pretend it all the time.
Can’t you see that it’s just raining?
There ain’t no need to go outside.
Ain’t no need, ain’t no need;
Can’t you see, can’t you see?
Rain all day and I don’t mind.

Telephone singing, ringing, it’s too early.
Don’t pick it up.
We don’t need to;
We got everything we need right here,
And everything we need is enough.
It’s just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms.
Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm?
Wake up slow, wake up slow...

-- Jack Johnson, "Banana Pancakes"

When it's my moment in the sun,
Oh how beautiful I'll be,
But in a normal sort of way,
Like I am you and you are me.


-- Clem Snide, "Moment in the Sun"

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