John Prine — Living In The Future
Album: Storm Windows
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Jehosaphat the mongrel cat
Jumped off the roof today
Some would say he fell but I could tell
He did himself away
His eyes weren't bright like they were the night
We played checkers on the train
God Bless his soul he was a tootsie roll
But he's a dead cat just the same
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
Jake the barber's lonely daughter
Went down to her daddy's shop
She plugged herself to a barber pole
And took a little off the top
Pressure on the left. Pressure on the right
Pressure in the middle of the hole
I'm goin' to Maine on a forty foot crane
I'm gonna use it for a fishin' pole
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
Old Sarah Brown sells tickets down
At the all night picture show
Where they grind out sex
And they rate it with an "X"
Just to make a young man's pants grow
No tops no bottoms just hands and feet
Screaming the posters out on the street
Strangling the curious and the weak
We give 'em what they want to see - O
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
Jumped off the roof today
Some would say he fell but I could tell
He did himself away
His eyes weren't bright like they were the night
We played checkers on the train
God Bless his soul he was a tootsie roll
But he's a dead cat just the same
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
Jake the barber's lonely daughter
Went down to her daddy's shop
She plugged herself to a barber pole
And took a little off the top
Pressure on the left. Pressure on the right
Pressure in the middle of the hole
I'm goin' to Maine on a forty foot crane
I'm gonna use it for a fishin' pole
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
Old Sarah Brown sells tickets down
At the all night picture show
Where they grind out sex
And they rate it with an "X"
Just to make a young man's pants grow
No tops no bottoms just hands and feet
Screaming the posters out on the street
Strangling the curious and the weak
We give 'em what they want to see - O
We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines
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I love that this is playing straight after In The Year 2525.
Upbeat song, but the lyrics are brutal. Nobody can match JP.
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never enough John Prine, William could play 80% of his catalog. Just LOVE this, the word play is just pure Proustian existentialism.
westslope wrote:
I reckon that a whole generation of young Canadian musicians grew up listening to and enjoying John Prine.
Maybe you had to have lived through the Vietnam War and the use of chemical agents against Vietnamese civilians, I dunno.
None of that was lost on Canadians. But we often think it would be great if you knew something about us.
I reckon that a whole generation of young Canadian musicians grew up listening to and enjoying John Prine.
Maybe you had to have lived through the Vietnam War and the use of chemical agents against Vietnamese civilians, I dunno.
None of that was lost on Canadians. But we often think it would be great if you knew something about us.
jocelynsart wrote:
You're so blind, you believe what you see.
It's so bad it's good, funny!
You're so blind, you believe what you see.
I had the good fortune to see him a few years ago, in a high school auditorium I think - a small venue. Must have been around 2014, after his lung cancer. I was worried he wouldn't have any gas left in the tank. I was wrong.
Godspeed, Mr. Prine.
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Godspeed, Mr. Prine.
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We're wearing turquoise jewelry and standing in soup lines....yep kinda sums up the current future.
thanks for everything, John, rest in peace.
thanks for everything, John, rest in peace.
Gave this a nine so miss john prine
Man, for a second there I thought Bob Dylan had lost it.
Man... John Prine! What a singer/song writer/storyteller man... Man he was a next generation following Pete Seegar and Woody Guthrie along with Arlo and Dylan. Makes me smile for the most part.
Thanks. More John Prine, please! How about a 2 hour tribute of back-to-back Prine music?
Jelani wrote:
Yeah, he looks like he should be looking for the six fingered man that killed his father.
Funny, I've never seen a photo of John Prine, and when I listen to him sing ,I think of him as a skinny old backwoods cabin living guy, with summer teeth and overalls.
Yeah, he looks like he should be looking for the six fingered man that killed his father.
Keep playing John!!
RIP John and thank you so much for your music and personality.
RIP John and thank you so much for your music and personality.
It's so bad it's good, funny!
Funny, I've never seen a photo of John Prine, and when I listen to him sing ,I think of him as a skinny old backwoods cabin living guy, with summer teeth and overalls.
jim1964 wrote:
yeah, makes want to blow up the tv and eat a lot of peaches.
...and I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve.
yeah, makes want to blow up the tv and eat a lot of peaches.
...and I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve.
cc_rider wrote:
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
"Paradise" is the song that refers to Muhlenburg County; "Sam Stone" is the song about the hole in Daddy's arm.
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
"Paradise" is the song that refers to Muhlenburg County; "Sam Stone" is the song about the hole in Daddy's arm.
peacockangel wrote:
& John Hiatt.
Dylan, Robert Hunter, Leonard Cohen, & John Prine .
& John Hiatt.
Here's some of his classic stuff:
On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday
On a dusty pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor fool
Who forgot that it was Sunday
Jumpin' Jehosophat! What a voice! Holy auto-mutes, Batman!
John, come on back to Sandpoint. . . we miss you!
peacockangel wrote:
Amazing how you can rattle up my 1-5 rating group in one fel swoop.
Dylan, Robert Hunter, Leonard Cohen, & John Prine .
Amazing how you can rattle up my 1-5 rating group in one fel swoop.
thefoodoflove wrote:
If he is the greatest American lyricist of all time you guys are in big trouble!
You've come a gutser, thefoodoflove - once you've learned USican lingo it will all make sense.Dylan, Robert Hunter, Leonard Cohen, & John Prine .
catrip wrote:
.... John Prine has a line on American ethos like nobody else, and a wicked clever way to show it. Full disclosure: I'm Canadian, but have been with the 'merkins for about 10 year now. So I'm kinda catching on to them.
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I reckon that a whole generation of young Canadian musicians grew up listening to and enjoying John Prine.
Maybe you had to have lived through the Vietnam War and the use of chemical agents against Vietnamese civilians, I dunno.
themotion wrote:
Drop your panties, Sir William; I cannot wait until lunchtime!
My nipples explode with delight!
Drop your panties, Sir William; I cannot wait until lunchtime!
My nipples explode with delight!
fredriley,
True, the voice isn't great. But you have to give John Prine a few listens. Especially some of his earlier stuff. For the genre, Prine deserves Sainthood.
I'll bet dollars to doughnuts that hundreds of musicians in North America would take a bullet for John Prine.
A voice like Bob Dylan's. Only worse. Ah, the blessed relief of the mute button...
More JP pleez!
Porgie_Tirebiter wrote:
Drop your panties, Sir William; I cannot wait until lunchtime!
I dunno - but mine's fulla EELS !
Drop your panties, Sir William; I cannot wait until lunchtime!
Deronius wrote:
Another fine product of the Old Town School of Folk Music.
cc_rider wrote:
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
yeah, makes want to blow up the tv and eat a lot of peaches.
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
yeah, makes want to blow up the tv and eat a lot of peaches.
Deronius wrote:
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes" Those are the first lyrics from John Prine that smacked me in the face and made me pay attention. I've been a fan ever since. Another fine product of the Old Town School of Folk Music.
That song, plus 'Muhlenburg County', sealed the deal for me: John Prine is great.
You gotta know when to hold em. Oh wait...wrong song, same melody.
from the guy "left of CHI, and up:"
great great!!! comment / crack! Oh yeah:
Wearing turquoise jewelry to stand in the soup line. That's this flucked town they call ALL butt QUEER ki (ki means feces in Thai)..
not to worry I ain't here permanent -like.
great great!!! comment / crack! Oh yeah:
Wearing turquoise jewelry to stand in the soup line. That's this flucked town they call ALL butt QUEER ki (ki means feces in Thai)..
not to worry I ain't here permanent -like.
"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes" Those are the first lyrics from John Prine that smacked me in the face and made me pay attention. I've been a fan ever since.
Another fine product of the Old Town School of Folk Music.
John always puts a smile on this girls face.
hippiechick wrote:
Where's my hovercraft!!?:
I dunno - but mine's fulla EELS !
Odyzzeuz wrote:
He's gonna be in Austin in a week and I got tickets, yay!
genius like this with a 6.9 rating shame on you Rp listeners.....I tell there is accounting for taste in this list sometimes. 10 10 10 10 10
go_ski_mully wrote:
who? who? who? I ask you? who? can make ya smile! like Johnny Prine!
He's gonna be in Austin in a week and I got tickets, yay!
who? who? who? I ask you? who? can make ya smile! like Johnny Prine!
all a bunch 'a storytellers.. heeehaaw!!
standing in soooupline!!
kazuma wrote:
That chorus cracks me up. I'm especially disappointed that I still don't drive a rocket ship as Popular Science insisted in 1968 we all would by now.
Where's my hovercraft!!?:
I could stand to hear a LOT more of this guy!
What an image:
"Wearing turquoise jewelry to stand in the soup line"
That chorus cracks me up. I'm especially disappointed that I still don't drive a rocket ship as Popular Science insisted in 1968 we all would by now.
I'll rate this a point higher just to hear more Prine on RP. Most excellent.
Top notch!!!
Love that fiddle!
Love JP. He's great. Fun and funny. After throat cancer his singing voice dropped an octave, but he's working again and has a recent album, another winner.
hippiechick wrote:
The best singing mailman in the world!
You got that right! And as far as others on par with Mr. Prine, you've got Townes VanZandt, Lyle Lovett and John Hiatt! ...although I have logged more hours with Mr Prine than the other three.
quite peppy for a song about suicides and pornography.
Makes me think of Firefly...
The best singing mailman in the world!
thefoodoflove wrote:
If he is the greatest American lyricist of all time you guys are in big trouble!
If your post is based just on this song, do yourself a favor -- check out some more of his work and come back to us. Try:
Angel of Montgomery
Sabu Visits the Twin Cities Alone
Hello in There
Speed of the Sound of Loneliness
Dear Abbey (oh c'mon, at the very least it's clever)
Blue Umbrella
Chain of Sorrow
and the list goes on.
John Prine has a line on American ethos like nobody else, and a wicked clever way to show it. Full disclosure: I'm Canadian, but have been with the 'merkins for about 10 year now. So I'm kinda catching on to them.
The only other contemporary American songwriter I'd put on the same level as John Prine would be Greg Brown. Paul Simon (re post below) is good, but doesn't quite hit it on the head as consistently as these two do.
Had to look twice - thought the KPIG stream might have come back up.
Nice to hear Prine on RP!
geotrash wrote:
I love John Prine!!! Perhaps the greatest American lyricist of all time.
Paul Simon says hello.
thefoodoflove wrote:
If he is the greatest American lyricist of all time you guys are in big trouble!
Eat it "FoodOLuv"!! I got an illegal smile.....
geotrash wrote:
I love John Prine!!! Perhaps the greatest American lyricist of all time. This isn't his best tune IMHO, but it's great to hear his music on Radio Paradise.
Thanks!
If he is the greatest American lyricist of all time you guys are in big trouble!
Angel from Montgomery - with JP & Bonnie Raitt is a wonderment.
Thank you for playing John Prine - just went to his concert here in Fairbanks, what an entertainer!
Originally Posted by geotrash:
I love John Prine!!! Perhaps the greatest American lyricist of all time. This isn't his best tune IMHO, but it's great to hear his music on Radio Paradise.
Thanks!
Here! Here! I agree completely!
No more hillbillies please!
I never expected to hear Prine on RP. Thanks for the suprise...
I love John Prine!!! Perhaps the greatest American lyricist of all time. This isn\'t his best tune IMHO, but it\'s great to hear his music on Radio Paradise.
Thanks!