"Paper Planes" - M.I.A.
Last night we went to a glorified "taco stand" restaurant hidden behind a very eventful Friday night street fair. The food was good and the company was even better. Only I ordered a Margarita to go with my meal, but I didn't finish it because it was filled with real alcohol and not enough rocks! I surprise myself when I try to act my age. I really do. But their iced tea came in a bottle and there was no Equal in sight. A gal had to make a choice, but next time I know to soda my way out of it.
Anyway, it was an interesting evening to be in a Latin-inspired place with nothing Latin about it besides their tacos, but it was a nice change of pace. I prefer trying new places with no memory of anyone. And just when I thought all of this was awesomely new, song after song slowly started to pull me back to the past. The funny thing is the very first song was Bob Marley so I was hopeful, but then came Radiohead, Death Cab for Cutie, and pretty much every song off of Nick & Norah's Playlist. Sigh... I drank most of my Margarita here.
Everyone ate and got lost within their own conversations while I got sidetracked with what was going to play next. How I wished for something not nostalgic... And then this song came on. It made me laugh to myself with the gunshots and everything. And a couple of people around me started to reminisce about how they felt about the sound effects when they first heard it. A few danced in their seats. But me? Ya I danced a little and listened to what they had to say. But to tell you the truth, I just didn't think about much else besides me and a gun and what damage I could do with one.
Lyrics:
[x2]
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Bona fide hustler making my name
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take all your money
[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison for the system
[x2]
No one on the corner has swagger like us
Hit me on my Burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already in hell just pumping that gas
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
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Last night we went to a glorified "taco stand" restaurant hidden behind a very eventful Friday night street fair. The food was good and the company was even better. Only I ordered a Margarita to go with my meal, but I didn't finish it because it was filled with real alcohol and not enough rocks! I surprise myself when I try to act my age. I really do. But their iced tea came in a bottle and there was no Equal in sight. A gal had to make a choice, but next time I know to soda my way out of it.
Anyway, it was an interesting evening to be in a Latin-inspired place with nothing Latin about it besides their tacos, but it was a nice change of pace. I prefer trying new places with no memory of anyone. And just when I thought all of this was awesomely new, song after song slowly started to pull me back to the past. The funny thing is the very first song was Bob Marley so I was hopeful, but then came Radiohead, Death Cab for Cutie, and pretty much every song off of Nick & Norah's Playlist. Sigh... I drank most of my Margarita here.
Everyone ate and got lost within their own conversations while I got sidetracked with what was going to play next. How I wished for something not nostalgic... And then this song came on. It made me laugh to myself with the gunshots and everything. And a couple of people around me started to reminisce about how they felt about the sound effects when they first heard it. A few danced in their seats. But me? Ya I danced a little and listened to what they had to say. But to tell you the truth, I just didn't think about much else besides me and a gun and what damage I could do with one.
Lyrics:
[x2]
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Bona fide hustler making my name
[x4]All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take all your money
[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison for the system
[x2]
No one on the corner has swagger like us
Hit me on my Burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already in hell just pumping that gas
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mia/paperplanes.html
http://www.coolchaser.com/themes/tag/M.I.A.%20Paper%20Planes
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