Angie baby, you’re a special lady
Living in the world of make-believe…
Well, maybe
Delta Dawn
What’s that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose from days gone
Byyyyyyyyyyyyy
And did I hear you say
He was a meetin’ you here today
To take you to that castle in the sky-y
(honorary mention)
I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There’s got to be a little rain sometime
(purrp - I like, well, some of these - I even listen to a live365 station just to hear them.)
Somebody named a business park near work “Macarthur Park”
:mad:
I hear a neighbor, telling my father
He says a girl name of Patches was found
Floating face-down in that dirty old river
that flows by the coal yard in lod shanty town…
Patches, oh what can I do
I swear I’ll always love you
It may not be right,
But I’ll join you tonight -
Patches, I’m coming to you…
The whole FREAKING thread is about a compliation song!
HAVn’T You EVER EVEN HEARD “LIFE IS A ROCK BUT THE RAIDO ROLLED ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!??!”[sup]2[/sup] It’s a FREAKING compilation song! Just give up and admit that I won that round. You’ll feel better. I have thousands of e-mails from people reading this thread who agree with me. No. I won’t share them.[sup]3[/sup]
And besides: early John Denver isn’t that bad. Not bad at the level of other horrors this thread has dredged up, in any case.
Oh, and happyheathen (and everyone else?):
Senator Everett Dirkson, 1966, ‘sang’ this little piece of excriment (I agree with his sentiment, btw, but his execution is ghastly):
<bad drum music with an “OOOOH-OOoooh” chorus in the background>
Down through the years
There have been men
Brave, gallant men
Who have done
That others might be free.
And even now
They do it still
Brave, gallant men
Know that someone’s
And so they will
Gallant men have built us a nation
It’s kinda like The Ballad of the Green Berets, but without the subtlies and nuances of lyric and music. And no. The lyrics make no sense to me either.
Fenris, in a weird mood.
[sup]1[/sup]This is meant for humorous effect. In no way am I angry with happyheathen, nor do I believe he was on Crack. He is wrong, though
[sup]2[/sup]These are examples of Argumentum ad Exclamation (More punctuation means my post is more convincing!) and Post Capital ergo Proper Bold (Bold and ALL CAPS mean I win! Nyaaaah!)
[sup]3[/sup] Appeal to Invisible Authority: Lots of people support me. None o’ your business who they are.
We are here on the beach where a giant shark has just eaten a girl swimmer. Well Mr. Jaws, how was it?
“Dynomite”
And what did she say when you grabbed her?
“Please Mr. Please”
I know sharks are stupid, but what did you think when you took that first bite?
“How sweet it is”
Mr. Jaws, before you swim out to sea, have you anything else to say?
“Why can’t we be friends, why can’t we be friends?”
With me now is the local sheriff. Sheriff Brody, the shark will be back for lunch. What do you intend to do?
“Do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight”
Just arriving is oceanographer Matt Hooper. Sir, if someone is attacked by a shark, what should they do?
“Do the hustle”
We are going aboard the fishing boat of Captain Quint. Captain, will you be able to catch this giant shark?
“I will”, “I will”, “I will”
thank you, captain
“I will”
captain!
“I will”
captain!
“I will”
captain!
When you catch one of these sharks, what do you feel like?
“Like a Rhinestone Cowboy”
We’ve just sighted the shark again. He’s coming straight for us. Captain Quint is shouting something at him.
“Get you baby one of these nights”
Hey Jaws, the captain says he’s going to catch you. What do you think of that?
“Jive talkin”
Uh-oh, here he comes again! (Gun shots) They’ve hit him! Mr. Jaws, why doesn’t anything seem to hurt you?
“Big boys don’t cry, big boys don’t cry”
He’s coming right onto the boat! Mr. Jaws, why are you grabbing my hand?
“Wouldn’t you give your hand to a friend?”
No wait! Mr. Jaws! That’s not the way this record is supposed to end! Help! Help!
(I still have “The Streak” and “Convoy” ready if it comes to that)
I said ‘Mr Purple people eater, what’s your line?’
an’ he said ‘eatin’ purple people, and it sure is fine.’
‘But that’s not the reason that I came to life -
I wanna get a job in a rock-n-roll band’
O, bless my soul
Rock-n-roll
Flying purple people eater
pidgeon-toed, under-towed
Flying purple people eater
<We wear short-shorts>
Sure looks strange to me
I realize the way
your eyes deceived me
with tender looks
that I mistook for love
So take away the flowers
that you gave me
and send the kind
that you remind me of
Paper roses
paper roses
oh how real
those seemed to be
I don’t like spiders and snakes
and that ain’t what it takes to love me
There were funky Chinamen
In funky Chinatown
They were choppin’ them up
They were choppin’ them down
It’s an ancient Chinese art
And everybody took their part…
Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those cats were fast as lightning
It was a little bit freighting
But they had expert timing.
*When this ol’ world gets me down
And there’s no love to be found
I close my eyes and there I find
I’ve made a playground in my mind
Where the children laugh
And the children play
And they’re singin’ a song
All day…
My name is Michael, I got a nickel
I got a nickel, shiny and new
I’m gonna buy me all kinds of candy
That’s what I’m gonna do!*
That was from memory. I’ll stop there; I’m scaring myself!
A) “Novelty” songs don’t count. They’re intentionally bad.
B) Damn your eyes, Spoons! I was gonna use “My Name is Michael”!
You bastard.
C) And same to you HappyHeathen for “Tell Laura I Love Her”
And finally…
Sung with a warblely off-key voice, with great Operatic pretentiousness. (whilst playing “Which note should I hit again?”)
By Marsha Strassman (Mrs Kotter from “Welcome Back Kotter” and Honey from “Honey, I shrunk the Kids”
The flower children
Are bloomin’ everywhere
Walkin’ up and down the street
Headin’ for somewhere.
The flower children
Don’t want no sympathy
‘Cause they know where they’re goin’
Just! You! Wait! And! Seeeeeeeeeeee!
They just wanna be wanted
They just wanna be freeeeeeeee
Why can’t we just love them
And let them beeeeeee?
The flower children
Really know what’s right
They’re just tryin’ to Tell! This! World!
There’s No! Need! To! Fii[sup]iiiii[/sup]iiiii[sub]iiii[/sub]iiiight!
They just wanna be wanted
They just wanna be freeeeeeeee
What if we just loved them
And let them beeeeeee?
The flower children
Have one thing on their mind
Livin’ in a world of love
Love for All! Mankiiiiii[sup]iiiii[/sup]iiiii[sub]iiii[/sub]iiiind!
