Lucy was 7 and wore a head of blue barettes City born, into this world with no knowledge and no regrets Had a piece of yellow chalk with which she'd draw upon the street The many faces of the various locals that she would meet There was joshua, age 10 Bully of the block Who always took her milk money at the morning bus stop There was Mrs. Crabtree, and her poodle She always gave a wave and holler on her weekly trip down to the bingo parlor And she drew Men, women, kids, sunsets, clouds And she drew Skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, towns Always said hello to passers-by They'd ask her why she passed her time Attachin lines to concrete But she would only smile Now all the other children living in or near her building Ran around like tyrants, soaking up the open fire hydrants They would say "Hey little Lucy, want to come jump double dutch?" Lucy would pause, look, grin and say "I'm busy, thank you much" Well, well, one year passed And believe it or not She covered every last inch of the entire sidewalk, And she stopped- "Lucy, after all this, you're just giving in today??" She said: "I'm not giving in, I'm finished," and walked away (Chorus: x2) 1 2 3 That's the speed of the seed A be see That's the speed of the need You can dream a little dream Or you can live a little dream I'd rather live it 'cause dreamers always chase But never get it Now Lucy was 37, and introverted somewhat Basement apartment in the same building she grew up in She traded in her blue barettes for long locks held up with a clip Traded in her yellow chalk for charcoal sticks And she drew Little bobby who would come to sweep the porch And she drew The mailman, delivered everyday at 4 Lucy had very little contact with the folks outside her cubicle day But she found it suitable, and she liked it that way She had a man now: Rico, similar, hermit They would only see each other once or twice a week on purpose They appreciated space and Rico was an artist too So they'd connect on saturdays to share the pictures that they drew (Look!) Now every month or so, she'd get a knock upon the front door Just one of the neighbors, Actin nice, although she was a strange girl, really Say, "Lucy, want to join me for some lunch??" Lucy would smile and say "I'm busy, thank you much" And they would make a weird face the second the door shut And run and tell their friends how truly crazy Lucy was And lucy knew what people thought but didn't care 'cause while they spread their rumors through the street She'd paint another masterpiece (Chorus x2) Lucy was 87, upon her death bed At the senior home, where she had previously checked in Traded in the locks and clips for a head rest Traded in the charcoal sticks for arthritis, it had to happen And she drew no more, just sat and watched the dawn Had a television in the room that she'd never turned on Lucy pinned up a life worth's of pictures on the wall And sat and smiled, looked each one over, just to laugh at it all No Rico, he had passed, 'bout 5 years back So the visiting hours pulled in a big flock o' nothin She'd never spoken once throughout the spanning of her life Until the day she leaned forward, grinned and pulled the nurse aside And she said: "Look, I've never had a dream in my life Because a dream is what you want to do, but still haven't pursued I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done So i've been the dream that I wanted to be since day one!" Well! The nurse jumped back, She'd never heard Lucy even talk, 'Specially words like that She walked over to the door, and pulled it closed behind Then Lucy blew a kiss to each one of her pictures And she died. (Chorus x2) 1 2 3... A be C...



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"No Regrets" as written by Harry Tobias Roy Ingraham

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    General Comment:The song “No Regrets” by Aesop Rock is a parable written to teach its listeners that true happiness comes from being genuinely oneself rather than doing what society expects or appreciates.By using a parable to express his message, Aesop Rock makes it more concrete. Rather than just instructing his listeners not to give in to society, he forces readers to come to that conclusion on their own by evaluating Lucy’s life and how she resisted society. This amplifies his message in a powerful and emotionally engaging way, similarly to how narratives are effective in creating pathos and support for an argument. Furthermore, the parable makes it more interesting to listen to.
    Flag vaiorityon October 13, 2012   Link
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    General Comment:Good song. Very creative. A great way to start the day and take one very big step.
    Flag 1little2little3littleIndianson January 27, 2012   Link
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    General Comment:Notice how Lucy always has "7" in her age (7>37>87). Slug is also known as "SepSeven" or "Se7en", his birthday is on September 7th 1972 and he has a "7" ball tatooed on his arm.
    This song is definitely referring to Slug. Slug also, in his earlier stuff, would talk about being an "artist" and "drawing", e.g. "Make the love, paint the picture, write the song" or "Got the surface, the tools, the motivation to paint this. Don't know which colours to use, detail is not my game" etc. Also her name is Lucy so notice how much Slug refers to a woman named Lucy
    Flag KneeGrowSlayer12on May 01, 2010   Link
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    General Comment:love the reference to Lucy.
    this song is a beast! fell in love with it straight away :)
    Flag Onemosphereon March 16, 2010   Link
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    General Comment:Canon-
    Sorry to disagree, but I believe it DIRECTLY relates to Labor Days. Labor is concidered to be about American working society and "Wage Slaves", correct? So in what sense does this track not fit? There are those who spend their entire life being told what to do, how to do it and when to do it. This is a clear example of someone who lived her life the exact way she inteded and went against the grain of the normal lifestyle led by her neighbors.

    Ex.
    "Now every month or so, she'd get a knock upon the front door
    Just one of the neighbors,
    Actin nice, although she was a strange girl, really
    Say, "Lucy, wanna join me for some lunch??"
    Lucy would smile and say "I'm busy, thank you much"
    And they would make a weird face the second the door shut
    And run and tell their friends how truly crazy Lucy was
    And lucy knew what people thought but didn't care
    Cuz while they spread their rumors through the street
    She'd paint another masterpiece."

    So you see, since the entire album theme of Labor Days is the Wage Slaves and American Working Class, it makes perfect sense for it to be on this album. Woman is the odd ball because of her chosen profession/life long passion. And shes happy about her choices.

    To 3rdEyeVision:
    Perhaps she found it important to tell someone this because 1: She led an overall happy life. 2: She would like to share that piece of mind with someone else. Not to Jusify herself or convince herself that she is actually happy. More so to just be like "Hey, this could be a valuble lession to you." Shes TELLING the nurse this: "Look, I've never had a dream in my life
    Because a dream is what you wanna do, but still haven't pursued
    I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done
    So i've been the dream that I wanted to be since day one!"

    I see it as advice to the Nurse.
    Flag Johnny Neutronon October 16, 2008   Link
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    General Comment:Anyone else get the idea that Aesop is writing about himself? He's doing all the art he loves whether it be poetry, producing, or painting/drawing or whatever. He's being criticized by the mainstream critics and the people that don't understand him but he's happy what he's doing--observing the world. Seems like a modest way of saying because he pursues HIS dream rather than the "warpy american nonsense penned by the rich" (from Coffee).

    Also, about whether Lucy is happy or not. Why has she suddenly changed? never talking until now, seems like she has to justify why she did all this, I can't really explain it. Almost seems like she is trying to convince herself that she is happy. Anyone got ideas?
    Flag 3rdEyeVisionon September 21, 2008   Link
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    General Comment:In response to Zenj, yes. That's the point of the song. If you live your life doing what you want to do, then you will die happy.
    Flag sspeck42on August 24, 2008   Link
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    General Comment:"She spent the course of her life pursuing her dream and doing what she believed she was here to do."

    no, she didnt pursue it. she had it in her hands.

    "Lucy had very little contact with the folks outside her cubicle day
    But she found it suitable, and she liked it that way"

    she had her own small space in which she lived her dream which was to draw the people/things around her and she liked it that way. she didnt care what other people thought of her, she just let them be. she let them live their dream as she lived hers. and she respected them.


    "Lucy would smile and say "I'm busy, thank you much"
    And they would make a weird face the second the door shut
    And run and tell their friends how truly crazy Lucy was
    And lucy knew what people thought but didn't care
    Cuz while they spread their rumors through the street
    She'd paint another masterpiece"

    she wasnt finished. she let that lady go around and do what she wanted. no one was harming lucy's dream.
    Flag afrikon December 10, 2007   Link
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    General Comment:"She'd never spoken once throughout the spanning of her life"
    Does he mean this literally?
    Flag STUBZon November 18, 2007   Link
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    General Comment:Funny people. I got an interpritation I need to get real! the part that sucks is I have bullshitted so much I don't even know who I am anymore : \
    Flag overwhlemedon May 22, 2007   Link

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