You Don't Say!
Posted on 11/19/2012 9:17:52 PM PST by VRWCmember
Stop it...stop it...my stomach muscles hurt...
Numb bum crumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb......
Leni
Certainly the gayest Christmas Song ever.
I thought it was, "Police Nab Me Dad."
You Don't Say!
Kenny G, the Official Soundtrack of Hell.
But I love the version by Eartha Kitt.
The original lyrics of Have Yourself a Merry little Christmas were so dark....they referred to suicide....that Judy Garland refused to sing it until they were changed. The irony. It makes me love that song.
Anything by today’s ‘artists’ that try to ‘sex them up’.
I heard a Christmas song a while back by Jessica Simpson where she was moaning and groaning it out..disgusting.
All the “standards”, they’re so horribly phoned in. And of course the “novelty” songs, because by the 3rd listening the novelty has worn off. Really I have very little patience for Christmas music, 99% of it is just horrid.
Thank God It’s Not Christmas
What do I hear, what do I hear?
Chit-chat, and clinking glass
Cheap talk, a lady’s laugh
After hour
What do I see, what do I see?
Some sunken hideaway
Where people go to play
After hour
There I’ll spend the night
Meeting fancy thins
At bistros and old haunts
Trying very hard to sin
Then it is day end in a way
The pattern’s much the same
In-spots, a matinee
Every day
Blend with the crowd, blend with the loud
Hypnotic ebb and flow
Until the day goes slowly
Into night
See the same old crowd
At bistros and old haunts
‘Til the lights grow dim,
The not-so-subtle hint to be gone
Chorus:
Thank God it’s not Christmas
When there is only you
And nothing else to do
Thank God it’s not Christmas
Where there’s just you to do
The rest is closed to public view
Caroling kids, caroling kids
A trifle premature, in tones so rich and pure and crystaline
Call for the day, the popular day
It’s fast approaching now
But will the mood allow
One dissent
If this were the Seine
We’d be very suave
But it’s just the rain
Washing down the boulevard
(Chorus)
Popular days, the popular ways
Are for the chosen few
Not meant for me and you
Obviously
Popular nights, poplar rites
Great things to say and do
Aren’t said or done by you
Obviously
If this were Seine
We’d be very suave
But it’s just the rain
Washing down the boulevard
I’ve placed a mental block on the title, but the Beach Boys’ Christmas song is one of the worst.
“Christmas comes this time each year...” Really? No ****, Sherlock!
Perfect. A great band name!
Little secret: I thought they where one! :)
Mark Steyn sings..
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