Story Behind The Song
Usually in my case, a song comes to exist when an answer is needed to a certain problem, or I need to explain some part of the world I just can't quite understand in normal terms. This song came about when dealing with that feeling of lack of motivation - no one is going to solve your problems, boy, but you!! Get up and stand on Your Own Two Legs!!!
Song Description
A walzty, country-ish tune that extols the freedom that self-reliance and independence bring. The coolest part of this song is the "hmmmmms" after the chorus!
Song Length |
5:41 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Country |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Relaxed, Engaging |
Subject |
Pride, Courage |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
"Own Two Legs"
When I don?t want to think, I turn on the TV
And slip into the world of fake.
And down down I sink, til I can?t find me,
I can?t find the strength to make
The choice to think and choose, and lay off the booze
Win or lose and go back again.
When I?m tired of feeling, I stare at the ceiling
And smear all my thoughts there like paint
And the cover and control me, and none of them console me
I think of the person I aint,
Ready to think and deal and get burned by the real
Like a wick on a candle, that I can?t seem to handle
And I do it all again
(Chorus)
And that is Livin but I feel like a chicken
Sitting on these cold hard eggs
I?ll break out of my skin and fly from this pen
And stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
There are moments of glory, life?s serendipities
I know they exist cause I?ve had them
But there?s never been a story told without trouble for the hero bold
You wonder how he?ll overcome them
But he thinks and he knows and he?ll choose
And I want that groove, give it back again
(Chorus)
And that is livin and I?m tired of bitching
about all the trouble I?ve made
I?ve been out of my skin so its time I begin
to stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
So when I question my worth, I head into the surf
And challenge the power of the waves
And I fill them with my passion and they teach me a lesson
That the only way to let go of rage
Is to know where to be and go
And they will guide me to the shore again
(Chorus)
And that is livin, where the flow meets the vision
And crashes down illusions you?ve made.
And drowns them within while I get into position to stand on my own two legs.