“What the world needs now
is love, sweet love
it’s the only thing
that there’s just too little of…”
And it’s a teenage sadness everyone has got to taste
And in between each madness that you know you get to race
'Till she’s sitting on your face
You’re alone with her at last
And you’re waiting 'till you think the time is right
'Cause you’ve heard she’s pretty fast
And you’re hoping that she’ll give herself tonight
So you start to make your play
'Cause you could’ve sworn you heard her say
“Good girls don’t, good girls don’t”
But she’d be telling you
“Good girls don’t, but I do”
Fighting soooldiers of the sky
Fearless meeen who jump and die!
Men who meeean just what they say
The fearless meen of the Green Beret!
-Sung by Elvis Hitler. Thought I’d share that.
So these honest men packed silverware in their parachute packs. No wonder only three out of one hundred make it.
the ‘Trophy’ you’d bring would be a beetle with two busted legs
"When the lights go down in the City
And the sun shines on the ba-ayyy
I want to be the-er-e…
(maybe, guys, but we sure as hell don’t want YOU)
I certainly wish to welcome Derleth to the group, but…
ya see, Der - there’s a kind of rule here…
DON’T POST NO STINKIN’ DUPLICATES!!!
If you had noticed the lists (thoughtfully provided on pages 3 and 6), you would have noticed that “The Ballad of the Green Berets” has already been mentioned.
(Heathen, is, however, amazed that anyone would do a remake… I thought ‘I Got You, Babe’ was as bad as I would live to see…)
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
Didn’t know just what I had
But honey now I do
And don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes,
Don’t it make my brown eyes blue…
Ok. I don’t think this has been done yet.
Sorry if it has.
I’ve got a brand new pair of rollerskates
You’ve got a brand new key…
“Le Sigh”
yes, “Brand New Key” has been done (list, page 3)…
but we all shine on…
“Now a feller whose darlin’ proved untrue
Took her life, but he lost his too
Now he swings, where the little birdy sings
And that’s where Tom Dooley met his waterloo”
From Waterloo by Stonewall Jackson, circa 1959. This also brings Tom Dooley to mind, for any who might care to join the Dead Teeners[sup]TM[/sup] sub-division of this thing…
Had almost forgotten!
Thanks?
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she’s a singer with the band
Yeah Obladi Oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Hey Obladi Oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
And if you want some fun take Obladi-Blada
(I still like you, Heathen 
)
nonsense words do not dreck make…
try this:
*"When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck saying
‘Fellas, it’s too rough to feed ya.’
At seven PM the main hatchway caved in, he said
‘Fellas, it’s been good to know ya’
The captain wired in he had water coming in
And the good ship and crew was in peril.
And later that night when his lights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald…"*
Now wait a minute, Heathen, if you’re going to do Gordon Lightfoot, you can do better than that, specifically:
If you could read my mind, Love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
Also, I threatened this one a few pages ago, and I never got round to carrying it out:
Ninety-nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it’s red alert
There’s something where from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life,
Opens up one eager eye
Focussing it on the sky
Ninety-nine red balloons go by
I’m also prepared to bring out the big guns. I’ve dug out a few books of sheet music, including one called Popular Gold Blockbusters. I’d forgotten how much drek there is out there.
CJ
Some Vanilla Ice –
Ice, Ice, baby…
“Super stock Dodge is winding out it low
But my fuel-injected Sting Ray’s really startin’ to go
To get get the traction, now, I’m ridding the clutvh;
The pressure plate’s burning, now the 'chines too much…”
Shut Down Beach Boys
You put the boom-boom into my heart
You send my soul sky high when your lovin’ starts
Jitterbug into my brain
Goes a bang-bang-bang ‘til my feet do the same
But something’s bugging you
Something ain’t right
My best friend told me what you did last night
Left me sleepin’ in my bed
I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead.
Wake me up before you go-go
Don’t leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don’t want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
‘Cause I’m not plannin’ on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah)
My green tambourine…
from the same people who brought you Brandy (yes, it too has been DONE!)
“Jimmy loves Mary-Anne
Jimmy wants to be a man
Jimmy loves Mary-Anne
She thinks it’s alright…”
p.s. - meezer Green Tambourine has also been done.
p.p.s. - anyone wishing a copy (.doc) of The List[sup]TM[/sup], send an email to: bushy_hare ‘at’ yahoo (it is now at 300 entries, and I don’t want to choke the hampster)
Dreck to gag by:
Hey, hey Paula, I will marry you
Hey Paul, I will marry you too
We’ve waited so long for school to be through
Paula, I can wait no more for you
Myyyy looove, Myyyy looove
:::runs away retching:::
By: Paul and Paula, circa 1962