I've found that since I've come out songs that I've listened to for years suddenly have radically different meaning to me personally.
I invite all you girls to post songs in this thread that you have connected with specifically pertaining to our transexuality, whether or not the song is really about it.
I know that I had a bunch in mind, but can only recall one as of this moment, so I'll just have to write them down as I find them. I'll just start with this one by my favourite band:
Well, I can't find a vid for this one I discovered about 15 years ago.
David Byrne - Now I'm your mom
He is a boy You are a girl And you will always stay that way But there are people In this world Who'd like to change what nature made
And if you take that decision Then they will make that incision - down below
The birds and the bees Are singin' for me And this is the song I heard them singin' Goin' tweedle dee dee Tweedle dee dee But I never heard a word they're tellin' me
Oh little girl Please understand And listen to the words I say I was your dad Now I'm your mom I hope you'll comprehend someday
I didn't mean to confuse you And now I know that it's hard to understand
The birds and the bees Are singin' for me But I never heard a word they're sayin' Goin' tweedle dee dee Tweedle dee dee Freedom of choice is what they're bringin'
And when Columbus sailed Upon that mighty sea Well, we are just like him Yes, we are pioneers
Into the great unknown The wild uncharted lands There ain't no turning back Ain't gonna be no chains on me
Who would ever believe Caterpillars like me Turning into a butterfly Well, I was suddenly free
The birds and the bees Are singin' for me And this is the song I heard them singin' Tweedle dee dee Tweedle dee dee Freedom of choice is what they're bringin'
You know I'm man enough Ain't gonna run and hide My love is mighty tough My love is mighty wild
I got a pair o' wings And I'm gonna fly away Too late to turn back now Tomorrow came today - for me
I don't know if this Qualifies as a TS relevant song. "The Damage Done" by Neil Young? OK then how about "The Crying Game" Even though I Like Aerosmith The Song "Dude looks like a lady" just didn't do it for me.
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If you can't be good. Then at least be good at what you do.
I don't know if this Qualifies as a TS relevant song. "The Damage Done" by Neil Young? OK then how about "The Crying Game" Even though I Like Aerosmith The Song "Dude looks like a lady" just didn't do it for me.
Yeah I have to agree about "Dude looks like a lady"
I figure so long as you personally interpreted it as a TS song it is.
Oooh! The Kinks! One of my all time favorite rock bands.
Anyway, funny story: When I was young (probably 12 or so, I can't remember) my mother asked me what my favorite song was. I told her that it was "Lola." Of course I really meant Lala by Eric Clapton, but oh well. I got the Kinks album "One for the Road" a couple weeks later and I have been hooked since.
May I present to the court exhibit A as to why it's all Mom's fault?
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
I can see why she got confused, the song is Layla by Derek and the Dominos.
Here's my contribution to the thread:
Counting Crows I Wish I Was Girl -
The devil's in the dreamin' He tells you I'm not sleepin' In my motel room alone With nothing to believe in You dive into the traffic rising up And it's so quiet You're surprised and then you wake For all the things you're losing You might as well resign yourself to try and make a change And I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things That they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl So that you could believe me And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep I wish for all the world That I could say Hey, Elizabeth, you know I'm doing all right These days The devil's in the dreamin' You see yourself descending From the building to the ground And you watch the sky receding And you spin to see the traffic Rising up and it's so quiet And you're surprised and then you wake For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change And I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things That they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl So that you could believe me And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep I wish for all the world That I could say Hey, Elizabeth, you know I'm doing all right These days And one of these dreams You forgive me It makes me think of the bad decisions That keep you at home How could anyone else have changed But these are wrong conclusions That leave you alone How could everyone rearrange How could everyone else have changed What I see I believe For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change And I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things That they find crawling round my brain Well I can't sleep at night
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
This is not quite spot on, but allegedly has such meaning.
The Damned - Jet Boy, Jet Girl
Can you tell what's on my mind She's with him it's driving me wild I'd like to hit him on the head until he's dead The sight of blood is such a high Ooooohhhh He gives me head
We made it on a Ballroom Blitz I took his arms and kissed his lips He looked at me with such a smile my face turned red We booked a room into the Ritz Ooooohhhh He gives me head
Jet boy jet girl I'm gonna take you 'round the world Jet boy I'm gonna make you penetrate I'm gonna make you be a girl Ooooohhhh Jet boy jet girl
I know I'm only just fifteen I like to kick I like to scream And even if I had a kink or two in bed with him You know it's just a dream Ooooohhhh He gives me head
Jet boy jet girl I'm gonna take you 'round the world Jet boy I'm gonna make you penetrate I'm gonna make you be a girl Ooooohhhh Jet boy jet girl
The other day what a surprise I saw him with some other guys God he was dressed up with a girl around his neck I could have cried with both my eyes Ooooohhhh He gives me head
And if and when I make it though Or if my brain is stuck on glue And when the world tries to forget all that I said You know I'll still remember you Ooooohhhh You gave me head
Jet boy jet girl I'm gonna take you 'round the world Jet boy I'm gonna make you penetrate I'm gonna make you be a girl Ooooohhhh Jet boy jet girl
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
This one isn't specifically about being trans, but with a little interpretation....
Three Doors Down Be Like That
He spends his nights in California, Watching the stars on the big screen, Then he lies awake and he wonders, Why can't that be me Cause in his life he is filled With all these good intentions He's left a lot of things He'd rather not mention right now But just before he says goodnight, He looks up with a little smile at me, And he says,
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, What would I do, What would I do
Now and dreams we run She spends her days up in the north park, Watching the people as they pass And all she wants is just A little piece of this dream, Is that too much to ask With a safe home, and a warm bed, On a quiet little street All she wants is just that something to Hold onto, that's all she needs Yeah!
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do
I'm falling into this, dreams, We run away
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes
If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do Falling in I feel I am falling in, to this again
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
Here are a couple more, both from Linkin Park (please read the lyrics with trans colored glasses on)
Numb
I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface, Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes [Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow] Every step that I take is another mistake to you [Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there, I've become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this All I want to do is be more like me And be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me? Holding too tightly; afraid to lose control 'Cause everything that you thought I would be Has fallen apart right in front of you [Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow] Every step that I take is another mistake to you [Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow] And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired, so much more aware, I'm becoming this All I want to do is be more like me And be less like you
And I know I may end up failing too, But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there, I've become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this All I want to do is be more like me And be less like you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there, I'm tired of being what you want me to be I've become so numb I can't feel you there I'm tired of being what you want me to be
In The End
It starts with one thing; I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind; I designed this rhyme To explain, in due time, all I know Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away; it's so unreal Didn't look out below Watched the time go right out the window Tried to hold on, but didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when
I tried so hard and got so far But, in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But, in the end, it doesn't even matter
One thing; I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind; I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mocking me Acting like I was part of your property Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised that it got so far Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then But it all comes back to me in the end I kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when
I tried so hard and got so far But, in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But, in the end, it doesn't even matter
I put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this, there's only one thing you should know
I put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this, there's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard and got so far But, in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But, in the end, it doesn't even matter
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
Not as good as the Counting Crows song I posted, but a solid #3 behind that one and the David Byrne song posted by the women of many names:
Three Doors Down Let Me Go
One more kiss could be the best thing But one more lie could be the worst And all these thoughts are never resting And you're not something I deserve
In my head there's only you now This world falls on me In this world there's real and make believe And this seems real to me
[ Chorus ] You love me but you don't know who I am I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand And you love me but you don't know who I am So let me go Let me go
I dream ahead to what I hope for And I turn my back on loving you How can this love be a good thing When I know what I'm goin through
In my head there's only you now This world falls on me In this world there's real and make believe And this seems real to me
[ Chorus ] You love me but you don't know who I am I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand You love me but you don't know who I am So let me go Just Let me go... Let me go
And no matter how hard I try I can't escape these things inside I know I know When all the pieces fall apart You will be the only one who knows Who knows
[ Chorus ] You love me but you don't know who I am I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand And you love me but you don't know Who I am So let me go Just let me go
And you love me but you don't You love me but you don't You love me but you don't know who I am And you love me but you don't You love me but you don't You love me but you don't know me
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
Christianne
Pledge
Registered: 12/04/07
Loc: Columbia, MO
Here are a couple:
Androgynous by The Replacements (and covered here by Joan Jett and Paul Westerberg):
Here come Dick, he's wearing a skirt
Here comes Jane, y'know she's sporting a chain
Same hair, revolution
Same build, evolution
Tomorrow who's gonna fuss
And they love each other so
Androgynous
Closer than you know, love each other so
Androgynous
Don't get him wrong and don't get him mad
He might be a father, but he sure ain't a dad
And she don't need advice that'll center her
She's happy with the way she looks
She's happy with her gender
Mirror image, see no damage
See no evil at all
Kewpie dolls and urine stalls
Will be laughed at
The way you're laughed at now
Now, something meets Boy, and something meets Girl
They both look the same
They're overjoyed in this world
Same hair, revolution
Unisex, evolution
Tomorrow who's gonna fuss
And tomorrow Dick is wearing pants
And tomorrow Janie's wearing a dress
Future outcasts and they don't last
And today, the people dress the way that they please
The way they tried to do in the last centuries
I also like Bob Dylan's "Jet Pilot"
Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down.
All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town.
She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench.
She weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch.
She got all the downtown boys, all at her command
But you've got to watch her closely 'cause she ain't no woman
She's a man.
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
This one seems transition appropriate:
David Bowie Changes
Oh yeah Mm Still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets and Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But Ive never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see the faker Im much too fast to take that test
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Don't want to be a richer man Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time
I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence So the days float through my eyes But stil the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Don't tell them to grow up and out of it Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Wheres your shame Youve left us up to our necks in it Time may change me But you can't trace time
Strange fascination, fascinating me Ah changes are taking the pace Im going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Oh, look out you rock n rollers Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strain) Ch-ch-changes Pretty soon now you're gonna get a little older Time may change me But I can't trace time I said that time may change me But I can't trace time
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
She gave you everything she had but she was young and dumb
She'd just turned twenty-one
She didn't care to hang around, so when the shit came down
Why, she was nowhere to be found
This life can turn a good girl bad
She was the sweetest thing that you had ever seen
You're such a delicate boy in the hysterical realm of an emotional landslide in physical terms
With your cherry lips and golden curls
You could make grown men gasp when you'd go walking past them in your hot pants and high heels
They could not believe that such a body was for real
It seemed like rainbows would appear, whenever you came near the clouds would disappear
Because you looked just like a girl, your baby blues would flash and suddenly a spell was cast
You're such a delicate boy in the hysterical realm of an emotional landslide in physical terms
You hold a candle in your heart
You shine the light on hidden parts
You make the whole world wanna dance
You bought yourself a second chance
Go baby go, go, we're right behind you
Go baby go, go, yeah we're looking at you
Go baby go, go, ooh we're right behind you
Go baby, go baby, yeah we're right behind you
Go baby, go baby, ooh we're right behind you
Go baby, go baby, yeah we're looking at you
Go baby, go baby, ooh we're right behind you
Go baby, go baby, yeah we're looking at you
You hold a candle in your heart and soul baby, go, go
You shine the light on hidden parts, go baby, go, go
You make the whole world wanna dance and soul baby, go, go
You bought yourself a second chance and go baby, go baby go
Delicate boy
Go baby, go baby go, in the hysterical realm
Go baby, go baby go, of an emotional landslide
Go baby, go baby go, in physical terms
Go baby, go, go, go, yeah we're looking at you
Go Baby, go, go, ooh we're right behind you
Edited by TBanks (09/17/0805:55 AM)
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“She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.” Mark Twain
Natalie
Supreme Oracle
Registered: 01/14/04
Loc: England
well no video for this one but it is the first ever tran related song from back in the 60s ...i cant find it on you tube !!
The Who Im A Boy
One girl was called Jean Marie Another little girl was Felicity Another little girl was Sally Joy The other was me, and I'm a boy My name is Bill, and I'm a head case They practice making up on my face Yeah, I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear Spend evenings taking hairpins from my hair
I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy But if I say I am, I get it
Put your frock on, Jean Marie Plait your hair, Felicity Paint your nails, little Sally Joy Put this wig on, little boy
I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy But if I say I am, I get it
Wanna play cricket on the green Ride my bike across the street Cut myself and see my blood Wanna come home all covered in mud
I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy But if I say I am, I get it
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Anger is an energy ......... John Lydon 1986
Dont be afraid to be you
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I will admit it That you're something special I'm now convinced Marguaritte
The flame may be hot But you can't resist it To know is to touch Marguaritte Mama mama, Marguaritte Marguaritte, Marguaritte
I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte
Don't slip my name While you're making love Say you were dreaming Marguaritte
Thou shall not commit The seventh commandment Most precious of all Marguaritte Mama mama, Marguaritte Marguaritte, Marguaritte
I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte
I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte
Hope_WA
Pooh-Bah
Registered: 08/14/07
Loc: Eastern Washington state, U.S....
Marcy Playground Saint Joe On The Schoolbus
Saint Joe he said he's never been Dressed up like a woman Saint Joe they said your dad was gay They said your mom she's a whore They said it 'til you were raw They said your mom's she's a bore They made her beg them for more oh my Aunt Mary, Aunt Mary Aunt Mary says they have the darkness there in their eyes Saint Joe he said he's never been Made up like a woman Saint Joe the time is coming when When Mary never will return When Mary never will come back here yeah Mary never will return O' Mary please come home O' my Aunt Mary, Aunt Mary Aunt Mary says they have the darkness there in their eyes
O' my aunt Mary, Aunt Mary Aunt Mary says they have the darkness there They have the family disease They have the darkness there in their minds
_________________________ "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau
His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither he nor his parents sinned; it is so that the works of God might be made visible through him. " John 9:2-3
Mahatma Ghandi, though a devout Hindu, was widely known to admire Jesus; Ghandi often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount, in fact. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ."
Natalie
Supreme Oracle
Registered: 01/14/04
Loc: England
lou reed walk on the wild side
holli came from miami FLA hitchhiked away across the USA plucked her eyebrows on the way shaved her legs then he was a she she said hey babe, take a walk on the wild side she said hey honey take a walk on the wild side candy came from out on the island in the backroom she was everybody's darlin but she never lost her head even when she was givin head she says hey babe take a walk on the wild side said hey babe take a walk on the wild side and the caller girls go do do do.... little joe never once gave it away everybody had to pay and pay a hussle here and hussle there new york citys the place where they said hey babe take a walk on the wild side i said hey jewel take a walk on the wild side sugar punk fairy came and hit the streets lookin for soul food and a place to eat went to the apollo should have seen them go go go they said hey sugar take a walk on the wild side i said hey babe take a walk on the wild side alright jackie is just speeding away thought she was james dean for a day then i guess she had to crash valley young would have helped that bash she said hey babe take a walk on the wild side i said hey honey take a walk on the wild side and the caller girls say do do do
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Anger is an energy ......... John Lydon 1986
Dont be afraid to be you
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During my transition I have really liked this Rush song.
Circumstances by Neil Peart
A boy alone, and so far from home Endless rooftops from my window I felt the gloom of empty rooms On rainy afternoons
Sometimes in confusion I felt so lost and disillusioned Innocence gave me confidence To go up against reality
All the same We take our chances Laughed at by Time Tricked by circumstances Plus ca change Plus c'est la meme chose The more that things change The more they stay the same
Now I've gained some understanding Of the only world that we see Things that I once dreamed of Have become reality
These walls that still surround me Still contain the same old me Just one more who's searching for The world that ought to be
All the same We take our chances Laughed at by Time Tricked by circumstances Plus ca change Plus c'est la meme chose The more that things change The more they stay the same
