Elton John - Your Song
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live Elton John...
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
Elton John is having a bit of a funny feeling inside. This could be for any one of a plethora of reasons;
- He ate some undercooked chicken for dinner. This has caused him much anguish and, as we all know, food poisoning is never fun.
- He has had a bit much to drink.
- During his last serious relationship he went the next step with his boyfriend with disastrous consequences – both for Reg Dwight, and for the furniture in his plush apartment.
Elton then claims that he is not one of those people who can easily hide; this again could be because he feel that he is of a more than ample body somatotype, or simply because he cannot stay still for that long/quiet for that long, which has a detrimental effect on his ability to hide. He does not mention who he is attempting to hide from; it could well be his furnisher or one of his many exes, just to name but a few potential seekers. Elton then claims he doesn’t have much money (despite being quite high on rich lists and the such like and presumably making a mint in various royalties and lucrative performances), and that if he did he’d buy a big house – a big house big enough where both he and his boyfriend could live. Incredible stuff.
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
If Elton John were a sculptor…exactly. He is so shy, so totally unsure of his life, that he cannot decree what he would do if indeed he had chosen the profession of sculpting as his career. What exactly he is sculpting is still very much unclear, whether it be a statue or a ice – or even a hedge. Hedge sculpting looks like fun, and a very challenging career. But I digress. Elton then wonders what it would be like if he were a chap responsible for making potions in a traveling show/event, perhaps a circus or even a festival of sorts. Elton then realizes that these hollow ambitions aren’t really much but then declares that this is the best he can do; despite the fact that he is one of the most successful recording artistes as all time in addition to being a massive media personality, he feels that ambitions of having a minor role on the circus are the best he could do. Either Mr. Dwight is overly modest or he is deluding himself somewhat. However, in a nice sentiment, he declares that his gift to this subject is this very song that he has penned; with all his dosh you might have thought that he would have been able to afford a DVD Player or a nice iron, but that’s just getting fussy really.
And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
Elton declares to his subject that they can tell everyone and anyone about this song that he has written for them (a poor attempt at self-promotion in my eyes). He doesn’t think that its very good (no comment) and hopes that the subject doesn’t mind what he has written within this song. He hopes that the subject isn’t embarrassed by the pithy, pathetic and quite simply sickly syrupy line “how wonderful life is while you’re in the world”, but if someone wrote that in public about me whilst I would feel greatly touched, I would be sickened by the mere words being uttered about me, and it is surprised that Elton John has not considered this potential eventuality.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on
Elton sat on the roof of what is presumably his big house and kicked off the moss. Why he’s telling us about this somewhat frivolous activity is to be questioned, and in all honesty I just think really its representative of cruelty to moss – they after all are living organisms too and in my eyes should really have the same rights as animals, if you want to get hippy anyway. He then declares that he is not altogether delighted with some of the verses in this song (whether this is because of the manner of the songwriting or the subject matter he is covering is unclear; I feel it is likely to be a combination of both). But hey, who cares about how poor the song is – the sun has been kind and bestowed Elton with its presence, so he has been able to work up a tan to impress his new subject/boyfriend – although Elton is clearly misguided when he believes that the subject keeps the sun turned on, when in reality the sun (both newspaper and star) actually requires very few employees to maintain its current standard, despite common claims otherwise (indeed, The Sun newspaper has a large staff base but low quality turn out and as such cutbacks would, if anything, be welcomed by the public, unlike normal redundancies. It says a lot when the best thing about The Sun is the cryptic crossword).
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
Elton asks for forgiveness with regard to his consistent forgetfulness of whether things that he have achieved are green or blue – so, essentially, Elton believes that he hasn’t really achieved much except to complete some specific sections of colouring in books, and even then he can’t remember if said sections were green or if they were indeed blue. The song ends with Elton wanting to apparently eat the eyes of the subject (a grim thought if ever there was one), as they look sweet and juicy. Ew. Just ew.
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