Yearning To Fry

My skin tone and hair color are starting to converge, and I don’t much like it. But is that a stupid and petty thing to get bothered about, or what? At least I won’t be looking like a raccoon after a day on the ski slopes this season. Still, I do sometimes miss basking on a sunny deck with an après ski brew without first reapplying SPF 2K and a ball cap. Waaahhhh!

Here’s one to crank up a winter Monday, Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers’ “Learning to Fly”…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5BJXwNeKsQ


Well I started out down a paler road
Tan is out, cancer’s blown
And my sun went down since I got this thrill
When my scans lit up, my world got still

I'm yearning to fry, but I wear that ‘screen
Spurning brown is the hardest thing

Well the good ol' rays may not return
But my docs won’t yelp and my skin won’t burn

I'm yearning to fry, but I wear that ‘screen
Spurning brown is the hardest thing

Well some say pale will beat C down
Break its heart, steal its crown
So I'm hanging out where sun don’t glare
My scans won’t glow and docs won’t scare

I'm yearning to fry, without sun shrouds
But this ol’ Yup must not brown

I'm yearning to fry, but I wear that ‘screen
Spurning brown is the hardest thing