Deconstructing Phil Collins – Against All Odds

in Art and Writing, Entertaining nonsense and profound thought, Music

Lucky you.  My new method for dealing with earworms is to deconstruct the offending song. This time my apologies go out to Phil Collins, whose music I tend to enjoy, even if he is rumored to be a bit of a diva. Maybe he’s grown out of that phase of his life. Who knows?

 

Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now)

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace (Excuse me? If I want to walk, I will. You aren’t “letting” me.)
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh  (Actually, I prefer you to take your own breaths. I will admit that’s a little romantic.)
You’re the only one who really knew me at all (And whose fault is that? Not mine.  If you want people to know you then let them see inside you.)
How can you just walk away from me,  (sorry, but if I’m walking away, there must be reasons.)
when all I can do is watch you leave (and why is that. Did you do something that precludes you from asking me to stay?)
Cos we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears (So? I share those things with lots of people. What makes you so special?)
You’re the only one who really knew me at all  (Please stop whining, and see above.)So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space (Okay, that’s just creepy. You’re just an empty space without me? Why would I want to stay?)
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, (it just gets creepier and creepier)
just the memory of your face (And I’d take that too, if I could.)
Ooh take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space (Oh my God, you are such a whinger. And see above.)
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face  (Again, exactly what did you do?)
I wish I could just make you turn around, (Thank the mercies you can’t make me do anything.)
turn around and see me cry (Sorry? I’ve seen you cry, remember? We shared the tears already.)
There’s so much I need to say to you, (And you’re blowing your chance on this song?)
so many reasons why  (Reasons why is just another word for excuses.)
You’re the only one who really knew me at all (I can only think of so many ways to say feeling sorry for yourself is not attractive.)
So take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space (You blew it, my laddo.)
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face (You could paint it from memory and then you’d have something. Only don’t.)
Now take a look at me now, cos there’s just an empty space (And yet again, where are you? There must be more to you than just me.)
But to wait for you, is all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face  (And here we are, waiting for you to face it, and shut up.)
Take a good look at me now, cos I’ll still be standing here (Most people have other things to do. But if you want to spend your days standing there then have at it.)
And you coming back to me is against all odds  (Yep.)
It’s the chance I’ve gotta take  (Really, cause I was hoping you’d just move on.)
Take a look at me now (Sorry. No.)
 My apologies to Phil Collin’s fans everywhere.  ~ 🙂  Kate

 

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M. Lee Scott November 26, 2014 at 11:49 am

I love Phil Collins, even though he’s a whiner! This is adorable! Thanks for my morning chuckle.

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