To The Tune Of: Silent Night
Oh oh my gosh,
what have we here,
a December night,
filled with fright.
Around the house
it is dank and cold,
not much to do except
write and get old.
Sleep, the way to forget things,
sleep away the night.
Here we go,
another day,
sun shines bright,
hurting my eyesight.
So much to do now,
where do I start,
break out my laptop,
and write from the start,
words flow freely and given a life,
a life worth living again.
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This is sort/kinda what it sounds like:
https://voicespice.com/Player.aspx?c=p&h=5E5D299&j=207F3D
Pandemic
Written to the tune of Alanis Morrisette’s Ironic:
You’ve got no plans to leave your state
All that’s left to do is wait for your next Zoom date
Or you get by on texting your bae
Nothing to talk about ’cept the last thing you ate
So this is a pandemic, and it stinks
It hurts my braiiiiaaaiiinnn to think about my last vacay
So I tik tok until the pain goes away
Or I roll the dice and play board games all day
And now I need pants so much bigger
If we play it safe, and just stay inside
Rearrange your booOOoOokcase
And find some Clorox to buy
Clean your whole damn house til it shines bright
So you feel good about drinking wine all night
So this is a pandemic, and it stinks
It hurts my braiiiiaaaiiinnn to think about my last vacay
So I tik tok until the pain goes away
Or I roll the dice and play board games all day
And now I need pants so much bigger
I know what you’re gonna say
That playing Animal Crossing every single day is wasting all my time
Yeah I know what you’re gonna say
That cursing out loud when you think that mute’s turned on gets your boss really on your case
What you wouldn’t give for a kid’s play date
Or let’s be hooOOoOonest, you just wanna give em away
When there ain’t any school you have to do their math right
It’s harder than it seems to avoid one huge fight
So this is a pandemic, and it stinks
It hurts my braiiiiaaaiiinnn to think about my last vacay
So I tik tok until the pain goes away
Or I roll the dice and play board games all day
And now I need pants so much bigger
Yeah I know what you’re gonna say
I had nothing better to dooOOoOo
Yeah well I also wanna say
Corona, you suck
2020, I’m out
He
Am I allowed
To look at him like that
Could it be wrong
When he's just so nice to look at
He smells like Apple trees in fall
He stands confident and tall
U would find him
In a Polaroid picture
And he
Means everything to me
He smells like lemongrass and beach
He feels like cotton balls and dryer sheets
He deserves to be
In every Polaroid picture
But that's just me
He talks bubbly like soap
His voice is full of kindness and hope
And I would love if he
Would take a Polaroid picture
With me
Tuned To: “Oh Lord, It’s Hard To Be Humble” (Mac Davis)
Oh gosh, it’s hard to survive this
This life of uphill success
And just when you think that you made it
You get knocked back down to the ground
"To trudge on is to make it"
You all cry out to me
Oh gosh, it’s hard to survive it
I congratulate your “bravery”
Yes, you ask me if I’m comin'
But I’d rather sit at the side
And watch all of these wanderers
Fighting this mountain of life
You might think that I’m being lazy
But pardon my sense of humour
I just like to watch you all fallin'
Watch you fallin' back into the deep
Oh gosh, success is a struggle
And it’s funny to view you all
Climbing a mountain, near impossible
You’re always coming back for more
You never consider the alternative,
Cause you’re so busy heading for the top
Gracious, allow me to laugh out loud
When you fall back down, hitting the bottom
Well, you say that I’m a meaner
I guess mean, that I might be
But, I just like to laugh at these people
Cause I find funny their antics
Their lives are a joke and a lesson
And trust me that I really learn
But if you tell me your stories
Allow yourselves to burn
Cause, gosh, I find it humorous
To hear about your mischief
To listen to all your failures
’Specially those made in stupidity
Now, it’s not that I’m trying to be cruel
Cause if you sit down with me
I’ll tell you my life tale
And you’ll laugh out loud right beside me
Yes, you’ll laugh out loud
Accompanying me
War Pigs
Politicians gather in their masses,
The Bourgeoisie lectures us on classes.
Evil minds that plot our downfall,
"On your knees. Begin to crawl."
Oh, Lord Yeah!
In the fields, we start working,
While the Fatcats start to sing.
Death and hatred to mankind,
Smoke and mirrors have made you blind.
Politicians hide themselves away,
Thinking themselves as a saviour.
Why should they pay their taxes,
They leave that role all to the poor.
History is not on their side,
Making up the rules just for fun.
Treating people just like ponds in chess,
One day their judgement day will come.
Now that the world is burning,
The Wall Street Machine has stopped turning.
No more Bourgeoisie have the power,
The hand of God has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, God is calling,
On their knees, Politicians start crawling.
Begging mercy for all their lies,
Judged by those they once despised.
Oh, Lord Yeah!
Hey Look Ma, I Made It :P!atD
All my life, been forced to wear
This God-awful apparel
'Cause Pa won't let me wear thongs
And My Mom's an oldschool woman
This town is full of dumb laws
Shops and cops and pompous standards
But I'll show who I am, They're gonna truly know me
I'm a streaker and a grower, yeah
Are you ready for the reveal
Are you ready for all this skin
Like I'm in the Garden of Eden
I'm done being so timid
On to the golden sunlight
I'll be basking in the warm rays
And if you puke, Boo-Hoo
Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
Everything's hangin' and swayin' , swayin'
If it's nightmarish, keep gazin, gazin
I said Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
Friends are scarred and scant
Or are they quite impressed
As they gawk at my jewels
Like they wanna give me clothing
Some are running far
While others look jealous of my unholy's
Then I'm sure you're shocked my bronie, oh
Are you ready for the reveal
Ain't you ready for this body
Like the Garden of Eden
I'll keep bein' the Free-ist
In the goldred sunset
I'll be chilling here all night
And if you snooze, you lose
Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
Everything's hanging, all pasty
If it's a nightmare that's just you're taste yeah, taste yeah
I said Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
I said Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked, Naked
I've got it, I'll flaunt it, it's swayin', swayin'
If you're scarred, there's no escapin'
I said Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked
(Mama best believe it, Mama best believe it) (Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked)
(Think I must be dreamin' . love this breeze I'm feelin') (Hey look Ma, I'm Naked)
(Mama best believe it, I'm feelin' so much free-er) (Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked)
(I think I hear sirens screamin')
Hey Look Ma, I'm Naked!
50 Ways to Say Goodbye
My heart is broken
My head has spoken
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be
That it's not you, it's me
You're leaving now for my own good
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
He left like a coward
Our time together soured
He couldn't even message for an hour
Help me, I'm no good at being abandoned!
He never even answered
My calls and texts now plastered
In every chat, with some slander
I'm all out of ways to understand
How you leave me like that
My pride still feels the sting
You were my everything
Some day I'll find a love like yours (a love like yours)
He'll think I'm super sweet
Not a poisoned treat
And will not call me a liar then ignore
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
Listened and lied
That no longer flied
But still you couldn't deny
Help me, I'm no good at being abandoned!
I was there even when you lacked
Anything but to attack
Waited paiently for you to circle back
I'm all out of ways to understand
How you leave me like that
I wanna forget everything you put me through
I wanna start over anew...
But you don't want to
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
He left like a coward
Our time together soured
He couldn't even message for an hour
Help me, I'm no good at being abandoned!
He never even answered
My calls and texts now plastered
In every chat, with some slander
I'm all out of ways to understand
How you leave me like that
Listened and lied
That no longer flied
But still you couldn't deny
Help me, I'm no good at being abandoned!
I was there even when you lacked
Anything but to attack
Waited paiently for you to circle back
I'm all out of ways to understand
How you leave me like that
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50 ways to say goodbye by train
Way up to the Stars, Yes’m (“Into My Arms” by Nick Cave)
There's stars in the crab and cancer in the sky,
If I were an astronaut I'd cure us all,
If I were, then I'd sing your name and sing it right,
Never wrong and never guilty and never wrong.
Oh to hold your skin under my arms and under my breath, in healing,
up through time and dealing it and sent to the stars.
Way up to the stars, Yes'm
An eyelash on the moon, Yes'm
Way up to the stars, Yes'm
Just teach 'em your name, Yes'm
All of God's children they cried and they praised,
Where were they raised, Oh, and where did they fall,
Is outer space hell and the heavens underground,
Is the Lord a flower that had risen up from it.
Didn't I know you in the spring time yesteryear,
under showers of dying constellations in the winter air.
Skies and time and earth, Yes'm
All the heaven's worth, Yes'm
Tides and their pulls and Mars, Yes'm
Way up to the stars, Yes'm
And you can see tomorrow too,
It's in the silver painting in the sky,
I know you're hurting and don't know what to do,
But I know you can pull it all with all your might.
Set the world a match of fire, make it shine of silver and gold,
listen to the pulse and the heartbeat, the pulse inside you're told.
Cause that's the whole wide word, Yes'm
Way up in the stars, Yes'm
You hold the light of light, Yes'm
You hold up all the stars, Yes'm
So this is Christmas by John Lennon (rewrite)
Happy Christmas, Katy
Happy Christmas, Justin
“So this is Christmas?
And what have you done”?
“I shat on the sofa, poured beer on my mum”
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun.
The Father above us, He gave us His Son
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
They got drunk on red rum, they couldn’t see clear.
And so this is Christmas? (war is over)
For weak and for strong (if you call Him)
For rich and the poor ones (war is over)
The battle is won (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
For black and for white (if you call Him)
But yellow and red ones (war is over)
They scoffed at the sight (now)
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
They hog drunk on red rum, they couldn’t see clear.
“And so this is Christmas? (war is over)
“And what have we done”? (if you call Him)
I shat on the sofa (war is over)
Poured beer on my mum (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
We hope you have fun (if you call Him)
The Father above us (war is over)
He gave us His son (now)
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
They got drunk on red rum, they couldn’t see clear.
War is over, if you call Him
War is over, now!
Happy Christmas!
Take my Life, and let it be ... (takeoff on the hymn by Havergal)
Take my life so I can be
Out from under, truly free.
Let me end it now, I pray.
I would do it ev’ry day.
I would do it ev’ry day.
Take my life, I cannot wait,
All my trials to consecrate.
All my ailments, take them, too.
I’ll devote them all to you.
I’ll devote them all to you.