Posted on 09/11/2002 3:30:23 AM PDT by backhoe
FReegards...MUD
Where it's nine-eleven all the time
and no Sun sets,
and no clocks chime
where no voice speaks
and no bird trills
the Moon hangs frozen
o'er the hills
The winds are still, they seem to say,
Reflect, remember,
stop to pray...
I shall bump the experts...
"...I worked on with the intention of leading with it- but in a classic case of writer's block, I got just so far, then couldn't squeeze any more out of it... blast it!"
LOL...been there, done that plenty of times!! If you ever see one of my songs with the original words italicized, it simply means I got sick of listening to the song over and over again and figgered I'd just post what I'd completed up to that point and come back and finish it up later, which I may or may not do.
"Where it's nine-eleven all the time
and no Sun sets, and no clocks chime
where no voice speaks and no bird trills
the Moon hangs frozen o'er the hills
The winds are still, they seem to say,
Reflect, remember, stop to pray..."
I like it, backhoe...an apt description of the World were the terrorists to ultimately triumph.
FReegards...MUD
Letterman's a fraternity brother of mine, and I used to watch his show regularly back in college and for a few years after I graduated; however, the more I've become sensitive to politics, I've really come to discard him and his humor. The guy's lost a lot of his edge and is extremely political correct, IMHO. And now that I can FReep or surf the net if I'm up at that hour, Letterman's sorta gone by the wayside."
"I'm watching "Dirty Rotten Scoundrels".
Kewl...the Terry McAuliffe/Tom Dasshole buddy movie, right?!
LOL and FReegards...MUD
LOL...tell me about it. I often have problems listening to the radio without reworking the words in my mind to transform almost every song I hear into an anti-Lib'ral and/or anti-Slick Willie ditty...it can get unnerving at times...)8^D!!
Then again, it's rarely boring inside my big ol' melonhead.
FReegards...MUD
I have a real problem with that-- a few years ago Emily & I were invited to a Christmas party at our Priest's house ( I was for some years a choir singer... ) and he, she, and I ended up leading the group in singing popular Christmas songs.
Only problem was, I had, ahem! reworded them into X-rated versions, and I had an awful time recalling the straight lyrics in time to sing the dam' things...
BWAHAHAHA!! I've got a similar problem when I get together with my bandmembers to practice...when I sing my reworked lyrics, it throws them off becuz they start laughing, so I have to sing the originals to keep time and I have to have the original lyrics right in front me 'cuz my lyrics have pushed the originals outta my noggin.
The Trials and Travails of a Parodyist, I reckon...
LOL and FReegards...MUD
Parodyism is a disease with no known cure.
I am finally back online after a system crash ( "recallibration error!" ) and partial recovery from bare metal... I'll be around, but am still trying to get back to where I was at noon yesterday- it's going to take a while.
LOL...while yer probably right, I wouldn't know 'cuz I ain't never looked fer no cure...MUD
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