plawesome (zoostation) wrote in u2,

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Song of the Day

Today's Selection is...

"Please" from Pop

Something told me to pick this song today over the other one I had chosen beforehand. Probably cause I saw a dirty truck that someone had written PLEASE on it's side.
Pop has it's misses, but it's good songs are gooooood. For lack of a better word. This one in particular has to grab you in some way or another. It's deep lyrics, a desperate cry for peace/true love of God.
It screams hypocrit.

Bono howls in this song again, and it hurts to hear it. In particular, the part where the music goes silent and all you hear is "love is not what your thinking of". Edge adds to the excellence, as usual. And the ending tickles me to no end. I love those simple three notes at the end.

Bass Master Adam Oh Adam! I love you! Your bass makes this song feel like it belongs in some gritty underground NY club where the cigarette smoke makes your eyes hurt.

// Please

So you never knew love
Until you crossed the line of grace.
And you never felt wanted
Till you'd someone slap your face.
So you never felt alive
Until you'd almost wasted away.

You had to win, you couldn't just pass
The smartest ass at the top of the class
Your flying colours, your family tree
And all your lessons in history.

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees.
Please, please, please, please, oh yeah.

And you never knew how low you'd stoop
To make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground
Till they made you crawl.
So you never knew that the heaven
You keep you stole.

Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes,
Your stick-on tattoos now they're making the news
Your holy war, your northern star
Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car.

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees.
Please, please, please
Leave me out of this, please.

So love is hard
And love is tough
But love is not
What you're thinking of.

September, streets capsizing
Spilling over down the drains
Shard of glass, splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain.

October, talk getting nowhere.
November, December; remember
We just started again.

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees, yeah.
Please, please, please, please, ah.

So love is big
Is bigger than us.
But love is not
What you're thinking of.
It's what lovers deal
It's what lovers steal
You know I've found it
Hard to receive
'Cause you, my love
I could never believe.

Favorite lines:
So love is hard
And love is tough
But love is not
What you're thinking of.

Ever notice that Bono's voice cracks when he sings "holy" at 2:30?
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