So, I was listening to music... and "House of the Rising Sun" came on my random playlist. I didn't realize the irony (in light of current events) until it was almost over. Then I had the urge to write better lyrics.
QuoteTo the tune of 'House of the Rising Sun'
There was a house in new orleans
Lost in the rising flood
And it's become a ruin of soggy wood
And now I fear a dud
My father was an oilor
He pumped the black gold seas
My sweetheart was a looter, lord
Down in new orleans
Now the only thing a looter sees
Is profit from other's loss
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's hauling dross
He fills his truck up to the brim
And he'll pass the guns around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is shooting rescue choppers down
Oh tell our fellow cities
Not to do what we have done
Don't build below the ocean
Where we all will sink as one
Well it's one foot in the dome
And the other's in the rain
I'm goin' back to new orleans
But never shall remain
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Quote from: XepherI'm going straight to hell, aren't I?
Yup. Queue for the express elevator forms over there. -->
Quote from: willsan...have you heard the one about the dyslexic devil worshipper who sold his soul to Santa?
No, but I heard the one about the dyslexic, atheistic, insomniac who stayed up all night wondering if there was a Dog.
Ehh, maybe you're going to hell, but if you go, I'm headed there too, cuz I thought it was amusing. Amoung other reasons.
:lol: I like Gallows Humor and no that doesn't rate Hell.
50,000 years in Purgatory maybe, but not Hell.
50,000 isn't so much... it's only the same IQ as 10,000 car-park attendants. :-)