Monday, May 29, 2006

The Ever Superior Beatles

Here is one example:

Californian Girls by The Beach Boys
(the first two verses)

Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night

Back in the USA by Chuck Berry

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the u. s. a.

The Beatles took these two songs and said "pff.. we can improve on this, lets give them some (their British so they have that witty gland that most americans lack) competition and they came up with

Back in the U.S.S.R

Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
Oh, the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the USSR, yeah

Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee, it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the US
Back in the US
Back in the USSR

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the west behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
They Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind

Oh, show me round your snow peaked
mountain way down south
Take me to you daddy's farm
Let me hear you balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back in the USSR
Hey, You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the USSR
Oh, let me tell you honey

Haha. Do you know what a Balalaika is?

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Phantasy lessons

Elaborate an intricate explanation of your dreams,
write them down on parchment clean:

-Read them over,
weave them over,
onto fabric.
Around your shoulder.

-Scarf and shawl,
theyll keep you warm.
On stormy nights,
don't let them tear.

Yes, they hurt, they go to far.
Mend them, kiss them,
don't just not care.

Hopes and wishes,
Daze and fancy.
The day will come when you will share.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Grinning all the way

If it were simpler
I'd be too bored to bother

If it were harder
I'd stand up and quit

Give me your best
I'll match you and raise you

Your smile makes me smile
I'm probably not going to win here

I'm going down
Grinning all the way