the days of having someone as versatile and talented to release something bizarre like the Richard Harris recording of MacArthur Park are, sadly, probably long since gone. well, which modern actor would unleash a seven minute, fraught and often bewildering opus on the world, and who would release it?
i caught it on the radio today quite by chance, and was rather glad that i did. it is a most excellent track in the previously mentioned bizarre sense, and one that you should have address your ears as soon as possible.
it's probably all some sort of existential, metaphysical if not metaphorical allegory, and i write here with particular reference to the symbolic cake.
enjoy the lyrics below, and get it belting on your stereo as soon as you can. lest we forget, The King sang bits of this during the 68 Comeback Special.
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh no!!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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