Apropos of nothing, in Alfred Bester's great SF novel The Demolished Man, a killer made use of such a song -- they call 'em "pepsis" in the book -- to cloak his guilt against the probings of the telepathic detective employed by the police of his society. Once it was spinning in his head, the telepath could read nothing else from him. Think it would work?
Freedom, Wealth, and Peace,
Francis W. Porretto
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What's embarrasing is when I sing it outloud in the elevator going to work.
It's a small world af-ter all...It's a small world af-ter all...It's a small world af-ter all...It's a small world after all...
Muh hu hu hua hua huaaa!
Ooo my little pretty one, pretty one
when you gonna give me some time Sharona
Will you make my motor run, motor run,
honey coming off of the line Sharona
Never gonna stop give it up such a dirty mind
Always get it up from the touch of the younger kind
My My My Sharona (4x)
Come a little closer huh be a hon
Close enough to look in my eyes Sharona
Keep a little mystery get to me
Running down the length of my thigh Sharona
Never gonna stop give it up such a dirty mind
Always get it up from the touch of the younger kind
My My My Sharona (2x)
When you gonna give to me give to me
Is it just a mater of time Sharona
Here's a trip to destiny to destiny
Or is it just a game in my mind Sharona
Never gonna stop give it up such a dirty mind
Always get it up from the touch of the younger kind My My My Sharona (2x)
I hate it when that happens...
Then again, sometimes I get a song from Pete Townsend's rock opera "Psychoderelict" stuck in my head...but that one is ok...
Now and then you see a soul and you fall in love You can't do a thing about it (repeat 3 times)
In you I saw someone that I recognized
Had no idea what was in your mind
I met your eyes and I was hypnotized
I let our lives become entwined
Fine little girl she waits for me
Me catch the ship for cross the sea
Me sail the ship all alone
Me never think me make it home
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Three nights and days me sail the sea
Me think of girl constantly
On the ship I dream she there
I smell the rose in her hair
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Me see Jamaica moon above
It won't be long, me see my love,
I take her in my arms and then
Me tell her I never leave again
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Louie, Louie, me gotta go
Now I can't get "Don't Worry, Be Happy" out of my head.
Though we gotta say goodbye
For the summer
Darling I promise you thess
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a le-e-tter
It'll be a mess.
Merry Christmas, all.
Conressman Billybob
The children's song: "I'm a little teapot"
Mark
For those that don't know, it's from South Park.
I heard there is no Christmas
In the silly Middle East
No trees, no snow, no Santa Claus
They have different religious beliefs
They believe in Muhammad
And not in our holiday
And so every December
I go to the Middle East and say...
"Hey there Mr. Muslim
Merry f**king Christmas
Put down that book the Koran
And hear some holiday wishes.
In case you haven't noticed
It's Jesus's birthday.
So get off your heathen Muslim ass
and f**king celebrate.
There is no holiday season in India I've heard
They don't hang up their stockings
And that is just absurd!
They've never read a Christmas story.
They don't know what Rudolph is about
And that is why in December
I'll go to India and shout...
Hey there Mr. Hinduist
Merry f**king Christmas
Drink eggnog and eat some beef
And pass it to the missus.
In case you haven't noticed
It's Jesus's birthday
So get off your heathen Hindu ass
and f**king celebrate!
Now I heard that in Japan
Everyone just lives in sin
They pray to several gods
And put needles in their skin.
On December 25th
All they do is eat a cake
And that is why I go to Japan
And walk around and say...
Hey there Mr. Shintoist
Merry f**king Christmas
God is going to kick your ass
You infidelic pagan scum.
In case you haven't noticed
There's festive things to do
So lets all rejoice for Jesus
And Merry f**king Christmas to you.
On Christmas day I travel `round the world and say,
Taoists, Krishnas, Buddhists, and all you atheists too,
Merry F**king Christmas, To You!
(Clapping)
Thank you Mr. hat