Had some fun with the family over Christmas break and we went out to see weird stuff in Dallas, Fort Worth, Aurora, Argyle, Austin, San Antonio, and Seguin. Fun times!
Lol, I love doing these. 🙂
I’ve worked on a few lately, had lots of fun. Here’s a link to one of four I did in the last 3 days: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3M8BN7FNT0A
My inspiration came from Rolling Stone record reviews where it was clear that the reviewer either had an axe to grind, wanted to review a different record, or hadn’t bothered to listen to the album at all.
As it turns out, it is very easy to put out a bad review. When one disposes of the entire listening process, all that’s left is the cover and the track list, and those can get knocked out in a matter of minutes.
For me, the trick is in making a connection back to Pink Floyd that reveals my complete ignorance of the band I’m being all pretentious and elitist about. Sometimes I can, and that’s the delivery on the musical joke.
When I was in Boy Scouts, I learned a song that has stuck with me for the rest of my years thus far. It’s called “It Ain’t Gonna Rain No More”, and it’s a rousing, irreverent tune that’s a load of fun to sing. The chorus is simple:
It ain’t gonna rain no more no more
It ain’t gonna rain no more
How in the heck can I wash my neck
If it ain’t gonna rain no more
Since I’m a Cubmaster once more, I thought I’d collect the verses I liked best and compose some ones of my own. Here goes:
Bullfrog sitting on a lily pad
He looked up at the sky
The lily pad broke and the frog fell in
He got water all in his eye
Skeeter he fly high
And skeeter he fly low
Skeeter he land on my arm
(smack your arm) He ain’t gonna fly no mo’!
Peanut sitting on the railroad track
Its heart was all a-flutter
Around the bend came Number four
Toot! Toot! Peanut butter
Noah built himself an ark
Got animals two by two
And pretty soon he had himself
The world’s first floating zoo
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
If he held a saw in his little paw
A ton of wood he could
The Grand Old Duke of York
He had ten thousand mens
But when he counted chickens
He had ten thousand hens
Man lived by the sewer
And by the sewer he died
They couldn’t call it murder
So they called it sewercide
The mice are very quiet
As they skitter all about
But if you ask, “Who wants some cheese?”
Then you’ll hear them shout
A cow walked on the railroad track
The train was coming fast.
The train got off the railroad track
To let the cow go past
I found myself a new pet dog
A strangely-shaped old fella
He’s wide and flat, his tail won’t bend
He makes a fine umbrella
A pig and a hen went for a walk
Just to stretch their legs,
A motorcar came round the bend,
Toot! Toot! Ham and eggs.
I never saw a purple cow
I never hope to see one
But I can tell you anyhow
I’d rather see than be one.