Saturday, May 20, 2017

Post #683: God Help The Girl - "God Help the Girl" - Soundtrack

I have two (2) splurges in my life at this current time: Sirius satellite radio in my vehicle and the DVD option through Netflix.

I had added the film, God Help the Girl, to my queue quite some time ago, and it finally made its way up the long list and arrived at my mailbox at the beginning of the week. However, I held off on watching the film until last night.  All I could think was: "How did I miss this one in the theater?!?!?"

It was so awesome!! I almost couldn't believe it!!! It was written by Stuart Murdoch of the band, Belle & Sebastian.  You might recall that I covered Belle & Sebastian for my birthday last year when I wrote about Sylvia Plath sharing the same date with me.

So today, I'm going to share two (2) of the songs from the film --- "God Help the Girl" and "Come Monday Night".

I also have to mention that this film includes one of my new favorite lines EVER: "I don't mind people; I just can't stand collective idiocy..."  If you watch "Come Monday Night" up through the very end of the video, you can witness for yourself!!

Until next time...

XOXOXO
Anastasia





There is no way I'm looking for a boyfriend
There is no way I'm looking for a scene
I need to save some dough
I'm a working girl, you know
I'll fend attention off I keep to myself

I love my room, I'm getting used to sleeping
Some nights I really like to lie awake
I hear the midnight birds
The message in their words
The dawn will touch me in a way a boy could never touch
Their promise never meant so much to me

You have been warned, I'm born to be contrary
Backward at school, I wrote from right to left
Teacher never cared for me
Preacher said a prayer for me
God help the girl, she needs all the help she can get

I sit for hours just waiting for his phone call
I'll eat the chocolate hidden in the fridge
I'll play his messages
Analyze his intonation
Please stop me there, I'm even boring myself

I think of him when I'm doing the dishes
I think of him while looking in the sink
This ain't no play on words
My love for him's absurd
If he gave me a sign I'd think about it for a week
I'd build it up and then I'd turn him down

You have been warned, I'm born to be contrary
Backward at school, I wrote from right to left
Teacher never cared for me
Preacher said a prayer for me
God help the girl, she needs all the help she can get




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