There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash, but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
And the touchin' leads to sex
And then there is no mystery left
And it's bad news
Baby, I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news
I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
But just bein' around you offers me another form of relief
When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
And the bad dreams lead me to callin' you
And I call you and say, "C'MERE!"
. . .
'Cause you're just damage control
For a walking corpse like me -- like you
'Cause we'll all be portions for foxes
Yeah, we'll all be portions for foxes
~ Jenny Lewis, Blake Sennett (Rilo Kiley)
IMHO, Jenny Lewis is not bad news. Jenny Lewis is BADASS! Did you watch the video? I want to be Jenny Lewis in my next life. (Or Joni Mitchell.) There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week is one of my favorite lines ever. "Portions for Foxes" appears on More Adventurous, Rilo Kiley's 2004 release.
But what's with those "portions for foxes," huh? Well, it's a biblical reference from Psalm 63. "They shall be hurled to the might of the sword and be portions for foxes." I cannot tell you who "they" are, because when I try to google/research the phrase, I end up on all sorts of uncomfortable websites. But it seems that "they" are destined to be slaughtered and eaten up as roadkill. Yuck. But when you consider that we all share a common destiny as dead meat, it's not all that shocking.
As far as "bad news" goes, there's way too much of that out there, isn't there? I'm trying hard to take a break from it all. Good music helps. And so do you. And you're bad news / I don't care, I like you / I like you.
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