Friday, September 30, 2005

Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)

There’s a new cult song doing the rounds nowadays. It is called Everybody’s Free (to wear sunscreen). It is actually a speech written by Baz Luhrmann, the director of “Moulin Rouge” and "Romeo+Juliet" to inspire the students of a U.S. University. The words are sometimes funny, but mostly they make a great deal of sense. I get to listen to this song quite often on GO 92.5 FM. I’m not sure if the voice in the song belongs to Luhrman, but all the words are recited in such a matter of fact tone. Have you guys heard it? Here are the lyrics that I got from a magazine:

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

You are NOT as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.


Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40-year olds I know, still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what people think of it.
It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents; you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen...

Howzzat? :D

I'm actually supposed to write up a report for one of my patients, which I've to submit to the hospital tomorrow; but I just couldn't wait any longer to post this song! It sure does lift up my spirits!


Arz000n said... first


Lemme read the post now :)

Phoenix Rises said...

WOW!! Now that's what I call ENTHUSIASM!! :))

So when are you gonna read the post?? ;)

The man in the box said...

Its actually a poem by Mary Schmich, a columnist for the Chicago Tribune. Baz Luhrmann only set it to tune...and yes, the voice is his. The video is also pretty good, if you've watched it.

Anonymous said...

hey affy! am not a fan of english lyrics. most of them are mushy, horny or just plain wierd. but this one does seem nice.

AmitKen said...

Okay... i cant really think of this as a song..
ofcourse i'll have to listen to it :o) nice words...

Phoenix Rises said...

I didn't know that. I haven't seen the video yet, but just dying to see it!

Hey A!
You don't have a taste for such english songs anyway!

Hi Amitken!
You really should!!