OK, before anyone says it, I know it’s DIANE Young not Dying Young, but this is how I hear it so this is how I know it, and when it get into the ‘baby, baby, baby’s’ and the lead singer’s voice gets all distorted, it wheedles its way into my head like bath water, and kind of torments me a bit.
I don’t know what it means, I haven’t a clue who Diane Young is, but what it says to me is:
‘If dying young doesn’t bother you, well whatever, you go for it.’
And I guess it’s right.
I sort of love it AND hate it, and it won’t go away.
Not v Christmassy, but that’s what’s in my head right now…and very timely it is, given that this year/blog/theme is coming to an end and I still have to figure my shit out and form a plan of action for 2014.
Baby, baby, baby, baby right on time…..