"and I'll take you with me, and we'll grow old and lovely"

I thought it would be nice to share my favorite song of all time, which is The Worm in the Apple - Ezra Furman and the Harpoons. I almost believe that it will be my favorite song for the rest of my life.

There are songs I love and listen to a lot more than to this one and still it's The Worm in the Apple which is my favorite.

When I typed the name of the song in at YouTube only one video showed up that actually is about this song. And this video only got about 5000 hits. I couldn't believe it. This song is fantastic, how can it get only 5000 hits?

At the same time I'm glad. It makes it a bit more special, if you know what I mean :)

There has always been an acoustic version of this song on YouTube where you can see Ezra Furman playing the song on the roof of some building. I loved this video and I have no idea why they removed it :(

I love this song because the lyrics speak to me (even though I don't know why) and I could quote every single line. I love Ezra Furman's songwriting. For me most of the songs I know have either dumb, boring or simple but good lyrics. When I listen to Ezra Furman it's for sure good, but not simple. He's way to describe things is amazing.

Enjoy. :)

I’m gonna sit on a big fluffy cloud

Looking down at the tops of the heads of the crowds

Moving 'round and around the dark center of town

With their eyes all searching for something that can’t be found

I’m gonna laugh at the top of my lungs 

'til I can’t quite remember just what the joke was

But the laughter will fill up my body with love

Which is always what I’ve been told I’m supposed to want

And I’m gonna fly on a plane to the sky

Which my mind will devise using science that’s being forgotten

Cause I’m getting bored of the town of New York

How the world’s been transformed into a big apple and it’s gotten so rotten

While all the world makes money so stoically

I will be building my home out of poetry

Scraps of old volumes, wire and glue,

Will be something, though feeble, it’s all I can do

In the back of the room my fingers will shake

With the fury of someone with something to make

That will take him so far, far away from this place

That he’ll never look back at all the worms and the snakes

And they’ll lick at my heals, but they aren’t even real

I will twirl and wheel through the skyway, high over the steeple

And I’ll take you with me and we’ll grow old and lovely

We’ll eat fine apples from the tree of knowledge of good and evil

You won’t know about that

Burning with all the things I must do

To get free of the wasteland of wire and glue

I am wandering from cage to cage at the Bronx zoo

And I’m renaming all of the animals

I can’t just wait on my knees in the chapel

To be bitten into like a worm in the apple

I’m digging for freedom, guitar for a shovel

I’m dirty; my fingertips hurt me

The kids of Atlantis, magazines beneath the mattress

With their names in the atlas of heartbreak are calling my name

And I’m feeling baffled, the worm in the apple,

But the cold water tap will rain down upon me

And nothing will be the same

It’s all gonna be different now