Friday, February 03, 2006

Narci-Rocks!

I noticed in the car today that most radio songs are very narcissistic. They use the words "I" and "me" a lot, and they talk about very personal problems. Then I tried to think of a song that wasn't narcissistic and all I could think of was that Enya Africa song (please ignore, for the sake of this post, the fact that the first line of that song is "Though I walk through warm sands in Africa").

It seems like there is an extreme gap... whoops, I mean Xtreme gap 360!... between singing about yourself and singing about a whole continent. Following is my attempt to fill that gap. I present a series of 3 music-less songs (also known as "poems"... check your history books to learn more about the relevance of poetry) to serve as the bridge to this new dawn:
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1. Narcissistic song

I look in the mirror, and I see a face
A face that looks so lost in space
What planet, ho!, do you hail from?
Oh, the planet of "ho!"?

What a coincidence...

Stop looking back at me, you alien face!
Can't you see that I despise you're race?!
Of course you can because I see your eyes.
Wait, ho!, those eyes are my's.

What a coincidence...

2. Gap song

Look at the road,
Look where it leads.
It leads to the gaps
In the trees.
There's monsters there!
And they'll kill us all!
But not if you don't
Not protect the magic ball!
(Double negative, double negative...)

Gap song! Shout it! Gap song! Shout it!

Magic ball, where do you roll?
You roll through the gap!
And onto Africa!

Gap song!

3. Continent Song

Thanks for the memories
White angel
I remember when I touched you
With my wooden ship
I'm talking to you
Antarctica
So thanks for the memories
But no more calls
My phone is off the hook
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So there it is. Either I just fixed music forever, or I just got paid to write nonsense while waiting for students to come online and tutor.

Only one can be true.

2 comments:

Dave said...

Damn, Bramm, you should be a song writer. Those were certianly better than anything the Beatles every sang.

But you had a typo; you clearly mean to write "thanks for the MAMORIES"

DoktorPeace said...

You're right. Milk is tasty.