You say that we’ve got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we’re falling apart
You’ll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don’t care

An I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
She said, “I think I remember the film
and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.”
And I said, “Well, that’s one thing we got.”

I see you – The only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It’s plain to see we’re over
And I hate when things are over
When so much is left undone

An I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
She said, “I think I remember the film
and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.”
And I said, “Well, that’s one thing we got.”

You say that we’ve got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we’re falling apart
You’ll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don’t care

An I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
She said, “I think I remember the film
and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.”
And I said, “Well, that’s one thing we got.”

(instrumental)

An I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
She said, “I think I remember the film
and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.”
And I said, “Well, that’s one thing we got.”

An I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s”
She said, “I think I remember the film
and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.”
And I said, “Well, that’s one thing we got

Breakfast at Tiffany’s – Deep Blue Something

Another jukebox request hit.

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineerswould see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him “Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.”

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

Johnny B Goode – Chuck Berry

I can’t remember when, 1991 or ’92 probably. There was a band on stage who did this song a couple of times. But the bar staff knew more of the lyrics than they did.

You pretend you’re high
You pretend you’re bored
You pretend you’re anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don’t believe in fear
Don’t believe in faith
Don’t believe in anything
That you can’t break

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on what drives you on
Can drive you mad can drive you mad
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don’t believe in love
Don’t believe in hate
Don’t believe in anything
That you can’t waste

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can’t believe you fake it
Can’t believe you fake it

Don’t believe in fear
Don’t believe in pain
Don’t believe in anyone
That you can’t tame

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can’t believe you fake it
Can’t believe you fake it

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can’t believe you fake it
Can’t believe you fake it

You stupid girl

(Stupid Girl – Garbage)

It’s UMIST Beer Fest soon (yes, I know it’s now officially North Campus, but I’ll call it UMIST). So I thought I’d do a few lyrics posts for songs with Beer Fest memories.

Stupid Girl is my Beer Fest soing. I’ve had it played every year since 1996 (or maybe 1995). There’s a story attached, but let’s not go into that…….