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I Know What's Going On © 2000 Susan Anders/Some Shiny Songs Cotton sheets soaking wet 2 AM, we're not done yet We speak bodily We're shaking, we're flying, Next moment I realize you're crying And goddamn, goddamn It's not for me I know what's going on So I guess it's okay I know what's going on So it's fine that I stay Your bedroom is empty Light squares where the pictures used to be She took 'em for spite No novels, no TV she left you one Miles Davis CD So we play "All Blues" all night I know what's going on So I guess it's okay I know what's going on So it's fine that I stay For just a little bit of love and laughter But I get a little sick Of being the one who came right after Roll out of bed Get us a beer Honey your feet fall so hard Something you said That I didn't hear Doesn't matter you just need a bodyguard I know what's going on... Forget what I said Let's go back to bed It's what we do best She took all the rest

Jody Says © 2000 Susan Anders/Some Shiny Songs Jody says the doctors here are sweet but useless Jody says hospital charts don't tell it all Jody says she hears a gospel choir humming Jody says she knows exactly what comes next She says "Uh-oh I got to go But I'll leave my skin behind" She says "Uh-oh I got to go Remember to be kind" Jody says there's no point in pulling punches now She says she's glad she had a chance to fool around She says no one remembers long division But she remembers rolling down that hill when she was five She says "Uh-oh I got to go But I'll leave my skin behind" She says "Uh-oh I got to go Remember to be kind" Jody says Jody waves her hand, her fingers look like matchsticks She is way too tired to raise her skinny arm All the nurses sigh when they come to feed her Jody says she sees love She says "Uh-oh I got to go But I'll leave my skin behind" She says "Uh-oh I got to go Remember to be kind" Jody says

Perry Mason © 1998 Susan Anders/Some Shiny Songs There was a time in my life several years ago when I was slightly depressed, nothing dramatic, just a vague grey feeling that seemed to hover around me throughout the day. Like the feeling just before you get a cold when you have no energy and you feel a little lonely but it's too much work to call up a friend, that's how I felt for a couple of years. At that time I worked at home and my days were fairly quiet. I got in the habit of watching Perry Mason reruns during my lunch hour everyday. I found these shows oddly comforting. The comradery between Perry, Della and Paul, the high contrast black and white photography, the look of LA in the late fifties/early sixties, all this appealed to me. I even liked the cheesy ads for personal injury attornies and computer job training that played at the breaks. I loved the hopelessly dated depictions of beatnicks and psychiatry. I loved seeing actors before they got famous taking the stand to be politely reamed, or wildly overacting in the denouement. But mostly I loved Perry. Oh how I love him Perry Mason And I don't know why I got to see him And I don't know why In early episodes Perry was thin, still smoked, and called Della "Miss Street", but in later ones he was plump and treated Della like a trusted friend instead of an employee. I never grew tired of the look on Hamilton Burger's face when once again Perry defeated him by ferreting out the real culprit with the vaguest of clues. As my Perry Mason habit increased I found I'd get a bit anxious that my one o'clock clients might show up early, causing me to miss the conclusion. I began to make them wait. Soon I discovered that channel 20 showed Perry three times a day: noon, 7pm and 1am. I started turning down dinner dates so I wouldn't miss the evening show. Friends stopped calling during "Perry" times, knowing I wouldn't answer. Sometimes I'd have a boyfriend over and I'd stop whatever we were doing at 1am and make him watch Perry with me. Weekends, when he wasn't shown, were difficult... I realized I was getting, well, maybe just a bit obsessed. Oh how I love him Perry Mason Perry, I'm losing it I'd acquired a reputation. People smiled and looked away when I spoke of him. I didn't care. And it wasn't a sexual thing, either, I never had lustful thoughts about him. Besides, I'd heard for years that Raymond Burr was gay. But Perry was there, in focus, in hard-edged black and white three times a day, more reliable than any boyfriend. And he was kind, even with the most exasperating people. Life is chaos but Perry is reliable, honest, and never ever wrong. At the end of each show when the world was in order again Perry and his co-horts would always be laughing in some restaurant, that's were I belonged. And I know he'd like me, I wouldn't be some addled client, he'd see the brains and goodness in me. Like Abe Lincoln, like Atticus Finch. The perfect father. I can never turn him off. Oh how I love him Perry Mason

Wake Up © 1998 Susan Anders/Some Shiny Songs Wake up, wake up It's time to be a grown up It's time to quit pretending that it's not your fault Wake up, wake up It's time to quit complaining It's time to quit explaining why your ship is stalled Life is not fair And no one else cares If you still want some toast and coffee brewing And someone tucking you in So you're warm and fed You can't depend or trust in any others You'll have to turn the covers And toast your own bread And that may seem sad But it's not so bad Wake up Most of us refuse to get older We're polishing the beautiful chip on our shoulders Wake up There's peace, peace high on the horizon Way down in the valley There's peace all around You'll have to work and put your heart into it But no one else can do it Your peace can be found And love can show up When you grow up Wake up

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