NB: Before you read this, remind yourself how much I love the goos. I am not in any way making fun of them. I just found their song a little too cheery for Hostile Wednesdays--so I rewrote it to suit my needs. It's supposed to be funny, not mean. Like your face.
And I’ll tell you what I want this year
And I’ll try and make it painfully clear
Just a chance that maybe you’ll have
Bitter days (like I dooooooo [a la Lisa Loeb, I saw her a goos concert so she’s in])
Because I don’t have any boxes
And I need some string
To hang myself and store my things
There’s no desire or love, only another bitter day.
So take these words
They are pretty worthless
When no body is forgiven now
Cuz tonight the night still won’t end again.
You find it sitting in your living room
When you’ve wrapped yourself in all that gloom
There’s not faith nor trust nor peace--there’s only doom.
And the one poor child that would save this world
Knows there’s ten million more who probably could
But won’t because no one believes in God any more (as if I doooo…[again a la Lisa Loeb])
So take these words
They are pretty worthless
When no body is forgiven now
Cuz tonight’s the night still won’t end again.
I wish everyone was loved tonight
But I hate them all out of spite
And it’s all because of all these bitter days
So take these words
They are pretty worthless
When no body is forgiven now
Cuz tonight’s the night still won’t end again.
And the morning may not ever come again.
Wasn't that fun? I will give you some of the real lyrics so that you understand why it's funny not mean. "And you ask me what I want this year, and I try to make this kind and clear: Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days. So take these words, and scream outloud, because everyone is forgiven now. Tonight's the night the world begins again...I wish everyone was loved tonight and somehow end this endless fight. Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days." You can hear it at www.googoodolls.com if you want to sing either version to make yourself feel better on Hostile Wednesday.
3 comments:
Spoofing? That is my calling. Oh God I'm doomed like Yankovich was. You remember Weird Al, don't you? At least tell me he's remembered.
I don't want to be him.
Of course I am Wein. But I have many talents besides making goo spoofs. I need you to recognize my wonderfulness or I don't think our relationship will be able to last much longer.
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