PASS ME THE PEAS AND EMOTION

Despite what some people say, I'm not emo. Sure, I sometimes say shit like "you're a sandcastle i want to destroy" (the more agressive version is: "you're a Jonathan Antin haircut I want to pull and cum on") for no reason whatsoever, but that doesn't make me emo. It makes me destructive. Not self-destructive, which is the saving grace keeping me from being emo.

Anyway, I'm going through some unnamed songs on my iTunes and naming them before brunch and I came across one of my favorite songs of all time: "Tears of a Clown" by Smokey Robinson. Listening to it again, I realized that it's the first SUPER-EMO ballad ever. Black people didn't only create rock'n'roll, they also created Emo. Who knew?

Check out this gem:

Tears Of A Clown

Lyrics: Smokey Robinson
Music: Stevie Wonder, Hank Cosby

Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there trying to fool the public
But when it comes down to fooling you
Now honey that's quite a different subject
But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
'Cause really I'm sad, oh I'm sadder than sad
Well I'm hurt and I want you so bad
Like a clown I appear to be glad, ooh yeah

Chorus
Well they're some sad things known to man
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown when there's no one around
The tears of a clown when there's no one around

Now if I appear to be carefree
It's only to camouflage my sadness
And honey to shield my pride I try
To cover this hurt with a show of gladness
But don't let my show convince you
That I've been happy since you
Decided to go, oh I need you so
Look I'm hurt and I want you to know
For others I put on a show

[chorus]

Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my surface hid
Smiling in the crowd I try
But in a lonely room I cry
The tears of a clown
When there's noone around

Now if there's a smile on my face
Don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you think that I don't care
Cos really I'm sad