Story Songs: Day Three

Obviously, part of what I’m looking for in a story song is something that has a beginning, middle, and an end. Some pieces feel like story songs but are really… I dunno, character studies, or vignettes. (And they’re cool, but not for this.)

Here’s today’s story song:

Be Your Own Pet, “Becky.”

Love the tune. Love the song. I hear this song, and I think of “Best Friends.”

Usual shiznit applies. I don’t own these lyrics, they’re copyright Somebody Else.

You can listen to the song at the bottom of the post.

BFF and you’re such a good friend,

But I knew it couldn’t last ’til summers end.

You signed my year book and that was pretty rad,

But now I’m getting sick of you and it’s just too bad.

I hear you talked a lot of shit about me,

To your new best friend —

Doesn’t matter anyway!

‘Cause I’ve got a brand new friend, okay?

Me and her, we’ll kick your ass!

We’ll wait with knives after class!

But you know I gotta say:

I really loved going to your slumber party.

It’s too bad you got so lame,

You told my secrets and it caused me a lot of pain.

I hear you talked a lot of shit about me,

To your new best friend —

Doesn’t matter anyway!

‘Cause I’ve got a brand new friend, okay?

Me and her, we’ll kick your ass!

We’ll wait with knives after class!

Now give me back  all the clothes you borrowed,

Don’t give me bullshit — bring ’em to school tomorrow,

I can’t believe I told you all about my secret crush,

Wish I could take it back, now that you broke my trust.

It was great how you made me a friendship bracelet,

But I didn’t know you made one for Becky Facelift,

You know now everyone hates me a whole bunch,

Just because I made you cry a little bit at lunch.

But I don’t feel bad…

‘Cause they don’t know what we had —

Doesn’t matter anyway!

‘Cause I’ve got a brand new friend, okay?

Me and her, we’ll kick your ass!

We’ll wait with knives after class!

We don’t like Becky anymore!

We don’t like Becky anymore!

We don’t like Becky anymore!

We don’t like Becky anymore!

Now I’m going to Juvie for teenage homicide.

It would’ve been cool if you’d stayed by my side,

Then you’d know that you wouldn’t have had to die,

And now — every single night I cry.

If only what you’d wrote in my yearbook was true,

Then I wouldn’t be stuck in fucking Cell Block Two.

But I don’t regret what I’ve done,

‘Cause in the end it was fun —

Doesn’t matter anyway!

‘Cause I’ve got a brand new friend, okay?

Me and her, we’ll kick your ass!

We’ll wait with knives after class!

Doesn’t matter anyway!

‘Cause I’ve got a brand new friend, okay?

Me and her, we’ll kick your ass!

We’ll wait with knives after class!