@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
(Spoken)
Alright, I have never never played this song before in concert. I have grave, grave misgivings about doing it now. But you people have been bitching about it forever so... It's entirely possible its not even that good of a song, it does however have a really great title. It sort of goes like this.. I'm not sure I can play this. But I'm doing this just for you. I want you to know that I rehearsed it on the piano in the change over between Graham Colton and the Wallflowers when you weren't looking tonight.
(Song)
They're waking up Maria
Cause everybody else
Has got some place to go
She makes a little motion with her head
Rolls over, and says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to Maria
For all the cold hearted things that I have done
I said I'm sorry by now, at least once
To just about everyone
She says, "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do today"
And it slips my mind what I'm supposed to say
We're getting older and older, and older
And always a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes
And it's more than your heart will allow
In August and everything after
You get a little less than you expected, somehow
Well, I stumbled into Washington Square
Just as the sun began to rise
I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
And layed down in the shadow of St. Mary's in the sky
I'm just one of these late model children
Waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
It's just me, and I'm playin this rock 'n' roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see
You know one day you're daddy's little angel
The next day, you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after
I'm after everything
I said, la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Now I got my reservations
And I got my seven million dollar home
And I got the number of some girl in New York City
Who's always wide awake so I never have to spend a night alone
I got this nasty little habit of peakin down the shirts
Of all the little girls as they pass me by
I wonder, when it all catches up to me
And I finally break down.. no
Did you think I was gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fucking filthy hands off of me
I hope you don't expect me to be crucified
The best that they can do is to just hang me from the nearest tree
Cause it's midnight in San Francisco
And I'm waiting here for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed, for me
I said, now la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Oh na na na na na na na na na na na ohh..
I came down from North Dakota
Cause I had confidence in the military mind
Now, everyone I know is just turning showgirl
And dancing with their shirt off in some Las Vegas hotel line
So I'm going to New York City
Cause it got a little sleezy here for me
When I find myself alone
I know I'm never going home
To make the changes, the changes that we need
But I no longer know how to pray
I live in a dog town, and it's a dalmation parade
I changed my spots over and over
But they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
Looking for the place where the Buffalo roam
In August and everything after
Man, them buffalo ain't never comin home
In August and everything after
Man, them buffalo ain't never comin home
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na, oh no, na na na na na na na na na na na na na na...
Alright, I have never never played this song before in concert. I have grave, grave misgivings about doing it now. But you people have been bitching about it forever so... It's entirely possible its not even that good of a song, it does however have a really great title. It sort of goes like this.. I'm not sure I can play this. But I'm doing this just for you. I want you to know that I rehearsed it on the piano in the change over between Graham Colton and the Wallflowers when you weren't looking tonight.
(Song)
They're waking up Maria
Cause everybody else
Has got some place to go
She makes a little motion with her head
Rolls over, and says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to Maria
For all the cold hearted things that I have done
I said I'm sorry by now, at least once
To just about everyone
She says, "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do today"
And it slips my mind what I'm supposed to say
We're getting older and older, and older
And always a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes
And it's more than your heart will allow
In August and everything after
You get a little less than you expected, somehow
Well, I stumbled into Washington Square
Just as the sun began to rise
I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
And layed down in the shadow of St. Mary's in the sky
I'm just one of these late model children
Waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
It's just me, and I'm playin this rock 'n' roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see
You know one day you're daddy's little angel
The next day, you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after
I'm after everything
I said, la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Now I got my reservations
And I got my seven million dollar home
And I got the number of some girl in New York City
Who's always wide awake so I never have to spend a night alone
I got this nasty little habit of peakin down the shirts
Of all the little girls as they pass me by
I wonder, when it all catches up to me
And I finally break down.. no
Did you think I was gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fucking filthy hands off of me
I hope you don't expect me to be crucified
The best that they can do is to just hang me from the nearest tree
Cause it's midnight in San Francisco
And I'm waiting here for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed, for me
I said, now la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Oh na na na na na na na na na na na ohh..
I came down from North Dakota
Cause I had confidence in the military mind
Now, everyone I know is just turning showgirl
And dancing with their shirt off in some Las Vegas hotel line
So I'm going to New York City
Cause it got a little sleezy here for me
When I find myself alone
I know I'm never going home
To make the changes, the changes that we need
But I no longer know how to pray
I live in a dog town, and it's a dalmation parade
I changed my spots over and over
But they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
Looking for the place where the Buffalo roam
In August and everything after
Man, them buffalo ain't never comin home
In August and everything after
Man, them buffalo ain't never comin home
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na, oh no, na na na na na na na na na na na na na na...
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Sounds to me like...well like a real sad fucking song! lol
But in all seriousness, there's definitely a struggle going on here, he's wrangling with his emotions and the things that have happened in his life.
I don't think I can pick a favorite part of this...but "I no longer know how to pray" is up there.
And um, this? "Well I already got my disease So take your fucking filthy hands off of me I hope you don't expect me to be crucified The best that they can do is to just hang me from the nearest tree"
I think that sums it up perfectly. Seems like he doesn't even think he deserves crucifixtion.