Whats the song that goes "it was 33 years ago" used on so you think you can dance milwaukee auditions

Sounds like a Beatle tune.





%26quot;It was 20 years ago today


Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play%26quot;





Haven%26#039;t watch the milwaukee auditions yet, so don%26#039;t know if this is what you are talking about.
Whats the song that goes %26quot;it was 33 years ago%26quot; used on so you think you can dance milwaukee auditions
Was that the one with the girl who came with her mother, and they said she looked like Uma Thurman?





Was it this one:





Parameters by Ani DiFranco





thirty-three years go by


and not once do you come home


to find a man sitting in your bedroom


that is


a man you don%26#039;t know


who came a long way to deliver one very specific message:


lock your back door, you idiot


however invincible you imagine yourself to be


you are wrong





thirty-three years go by


and you loosen the momentum of teenage nightmares


your breasts hang like a woman%26#039;s


and you don%26#039;t jump at shadows anymore


instead you may simply pause to admire


those that move with the grace of trees


dancing past streetlights


and you walk through your house without turning on lamps


sure of the angle from door to table


from table to staircase


sure of the number of steps


seven to the landing


two to turn right


then seven more


sure you will stroll serenely on the moving walkway of memory


across your bedroom


and collapse with a sigh onto your bed


shoes falling


thunk thunk


onto the floor


and there will be no strange man


suddenly all that time sitting there


sitting there on what must be the prize chair


in your collection of uncomfortable chairs


with a wild look in his eyes


and hands that you cannot see


holding what?


you do not know





so sure are you of the endless drumming rhythm of your isolation


that you are painfully slow to adjust


if only because


yours is not that genre of story


still and again, life cannot muster the stuff of movies


no bullets shattering glass


instead fear sits patiently


fear almost smiles when you finally see him


though you have kept him waiting for thirty-three years


and now he has let himself in


and he has brought you fistfuls of teenage nightmares


though you think you see, in your naivete


that he is empty handed


and this brings you great relief


at the time





new as you are, really, to the idea that


even after you%26#039;ve long since gotten used to the parameters


they can all change


while you%26#039;re out one night having a drink with a friend


some big hand may be turning a big dial


switching channels on your dreams


until you find yourself lost in them


and watching your daily life with the sound off


and of course having cautiously turned down the flame under your eyes


there are more shadows around everything


your vision a dim flashlight that you have to shake all the way to the outhouse


your solitude elevating itself like the spirit of the dead


presiding over your supposed repose


not really sleep at all


just a sleeping position and a series of suspicious sounds


a clanking pipe


a creaking branch


the footfalls of a cat


all of this and maybe


the swish of the soft leather of your intruder%26#039;s coat


as you walk him step by step back to the door


having talked him down off the ledge of a very bad idea


soft leather, big feet, almond eyes


the kinds of details the police officer would ask for later


with his clipboard


and his pistol


in your hallway