"someone upstairs has a rap that we laugh at
and people are drinking and singing the scarborough fair
on a ukelele dare."
"someone upstairs has a rap that we laugh at
and people are drinking and singing the scarborough fair
on a ukelele dare."
scarborough fair is a traditional english ballad about a pair of young lovers, the man sets a series of tasks for his lady that are impossible; making a shirt for him with no seam, washing it in a well with no water. it's supposedly an adaption of an old scottish song about an elf.
scarborough fair is a traditional english ballad about a pair of young lovers, the man sets a series of tasks for his lady that are impossible; making a shirt for him with no seam, washing it in a well with no water. it's supposedly an adaption of an old scottish song about an elf.
this song is stunning.
i guess it's not too difficult to pick apart; i think most of us can say we've been there; in a situation where things go so long without being said that they eventually blow out of proportion and finally lose all meaning, and the humanity of it whereby we'll let something go because we're too afraid to communicate.
communication is often a strong vein in amandas songs.
I think the second half of the first verse goes:
"Someone upstairs has a rap that we laugh at And people are drinking and singing about Scarborough Fair On a ukulele dare"
Such a beautiful song. Amanda manages to imbue such simple images and incidents with such power.
i reckon you're close
i reckon you're close
"someone upstairs has a rap that we laugh at and people are drinking and singing the scarborough fair on a ukelele dare."
"someone upstairs has a rap that we laugh at and people are drinking and singing the scarborough fair on a ukelele dare."
scarborough fair is a traditional english ballad about a pair of young lovers, the man sets a series of tasks for his lady that are impossible; making a shirt for him with no seam, washing it in a well with no water. it's supposedly an adaption of an old scottish song about an elf.
scarborough fair is a traditional english ballad about a pair of young lovers, the man sets a series of tasks for his lady that are impossible; making a shirt for him with no seam, washing it in a well with no water. it's supposedly an adaption of an old scottish song about an elf.
this song is stunning. i guess it's not too difficult to pick apart; i think most of us can say we've been there; in a situation where things go so long without being said that they eventually blow out of proportion and finally lose all meaning, and the humanity of it whereby we'll let something go because we're too afraid to communicate.
communication is often a strong vein in amandas songs.
Ah, thank you very much. Lyrics have been corrected.
Ah, thank you very much. Lyrics have been corrected.
And I can very much agree that I certainly have been in a similar situation.
And I can very much agree that I certainly have been in a similar situation.