Story Behind The Song

Worried!

Song Description

One can almost hear Jeff Lynne smiling in the background as Bobby makes his first attempt at "backup vocals." Bobby visits God this time, and learns first-hand of his fate.

Lyrics

Baby says she can't open up to me
It seems she still has her reservations
It seems she's Still, Still Worried
(worried if you're ever going to make it)

Well if you really want to find out ask me
I'll tell you all about the land of Milk 'N' Honey
(after when you've really, really made it)

I'll convince you with the summer wind
We'll catch the Sun coming up again
And stare into the promised land
(it's over...it's over...)

(come on to the party)
Baby she's the sweeet collector, I see my pecker nailed to the wall
And it's the real sweet meat, yeah
("never trying hard enough to make it")

Well don't come on like I'm the only one who's lazy; what the hell have you done greatly lately baby?
(never ever even tried to make it....)

"And I am the God of the Summer Wind"
"So happy to see your face"
"Who dares disturb me with their sins?"
"It's me, Bobby, God here in your place"
"Look up your future in my fated-book"
"Don't look down...down"
"Nothing but lust and greed as far as I can see..."

(come on to the party)
Everybody's got to take a long trip
Cause everybody wants to take a nekkid dip
But everybody's got to be knee-deep in shit
For just a little while until I'm in my coffin, baby!
(only then can you begin to make it...)

So I'll stare into the summer wind (it's over)
So I'll stare into the promised land (it's over)
Take me by my dying, withered hand.