Broadcast me a joyful noise….

While listening to the outstanding new REM song, Bad Day, I noticed that the lyrics didn’t match up to the earlier bootlegged version. Rumored to have been written around 1986, here are the original lyrics:

A public service announcement followed me home the other day,
I bade it nevermind, go away.
The shit’s so thick, you could stir it with a stick,
the paper wouldn’t lie, wisdom got lost to mankind, we gloat and jeer with it

Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord,
count your blessings, ignore the lowest fear, well you can’t send us, listen,

Radio no, play the game, three words, first one short,
magazine, book, cinema, N – O – down,
many fears are gone, step down, step down,
watch a heel crush, ah this means war

I saw the light, it can’t be right

Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord,
count your blessings, ignore the lowest fear, well you can’t send us,

It’s been a bad day, please don’t take my picture,
It’s been a bad day, please
It’s been a bad day, please don’t take my picture,
It’s been a bad day, please

A public service announcement followed me home the other day,
I bade it nevermind,
The shit’s so thick, you could stir it with a stick,
the paper wouldn’t lie, wisdom got lost to mankind, we gloat and jeer with it

Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord,
count your blessings, ignore the lowest fear, come one, what more?

It’s been a bad day, please don’t take my picture,
It’s been a bad day, please
It’s been a bad day, please don’t take my picture,
It’s been a bad day, please

Well, as you may have noticed, things in the country have changed. So have the lyrics:

A Public service announcement followed me home the other day
I paid it nevermind. Go away.
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency
We’re sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We’re sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.

Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances.
Well, look behind the eyes
It’s a hallowed, hollow anesthesized
“save my own ass, screw these guys”
smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
the papers wouldn’t lie!
I sigh. Not one more

Its been a bad day.
Please don’t take a picture
Its been a bad day.
Please

We’re dug in the deep the price is steep.
The auctioneer is such a creep.
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal.
Heres the church, heres the steeple
Please stay tuned–we cut to sequel
ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings.
Embrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears
Ugh, this means war.

Its been a bad day.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We’re sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.

Its been a bad day…

Bob Dylan couldn’t have said it any better, Masters of War, notwithstanding.

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Oh. And the new CD is excellent. Get the limited edition one with the b-sides, live versions, and acoustic versions.

TBogg

TBogg

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