Song 115: "Black and White" - The Dreadnoughts

Well how do you do and what’s your name
and where you from sir
Welcome to the last domain
Welcome to the Somme, sir
fifty-nines for seven days
flares up on the tenth night
jesus help the man who strays
into the black and white

worms are in the carrion bread
rats are in the water
so be merry or so be dead
back into the slaughter
she don't mind the color 'a blood
read between the lines, sir
follow me into the mud
it's not your time sir

Now!
Walk into the black and white
Come underground
for Death is on the prowl tonight
The black and white

some say the devil is dead
but in our opinion
she's as real as you or I
This is her dominion
plus ça change plus c’est la meme
lovely observation
come the morning she'll arrange
a demonstration

Now!
Walk into the black and white
Come underground
for Death is on the prowl tonight
The black and white

well didja know his father well
were you both at Clifton
did he play beneath the boughs
of his daddy's Lindens
now he's face down in the ground
turning into dust, sir
who gave him this final round
who did he trust, sir?

Walk into the black and white
Come underground
for Death is on the prowl tonight
The Black and white

Walk into the black and white
Come underground
for Death is on the prowl tonight
The Black and white

Song 114: "Tyr" - Wardruna

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Tyr he is hailed
The one-handed god
Feeder of the wolf
Ruler of the shrine

Tyr he is hailed
The one-handed god
Guiding star
Stray not from his path

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Healthy to battle!
Healthy from battle!
Healthy they go, wherever they come

Healthy to battle!
Healthy from battle!
Healthy they go, wherever they come

When I go to battle
In pursuit with long-time friend
Under the edge of the shield I scream
And they advance with power

When I go to battle
In pursuit with long-time friend
Under the edge of the shield I scream
And they advance with power

Healthy to battle!
Healthy from battle!
Healthy they go, wherever they come

Healthy to battle!
Healthy from battle!
Healthy they go, wherever they come

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Tyr heitir
Einhendt gud
Vargens matar
Hilmir av hovet

Tyr heitir
Einhendt gud
Ledestjerna
Vik han aldri

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Heilir hildar til,
Heilir hildi frá,
Koma þeir heilir hvaðan

Heilir hildar til,
Heilir hildi frá,
Koma þeir heilir hvaðan

Ef ek skal til orrostu
Leiða langvini,
Und randir ek gel,
En þeir með ríki fara

Ef ek skal til orrostu
Leiða langvini,
Und randir ek gel,
En þeir með ríki fara

Heilir hildar til,
Heilir hildi frá,
Koma þeir heilir hvaðan

Heilir hildar til,
Heilir hildi frá,
Koma þeir heilir hvaðan

Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!
Tyr!

Song 113: "Brittle Bones" - The Family Crest

Brittle bones, you stand alone
Tie off your shoes and warm your toes
Start the game, but no one's there
And the sun is going
Down, down, down

Broken beast, your angry shrieks
Shake the night, 'til the morning's light.
Stamp the sound, to the ground.
And the waves finally away; the weather here's moving on
Down, the body here is finally gone somehow
And the world is spinning round, round, round.
Straight to the bottle, you're falling now
And it all goes down!

And wait, the bitterness has found a lazy way down your throat
Oh, the barkers now are kindly calling out
And the sun is going
Down, down, and down

Song 112: "Reviewing the Situation" - Oliver Twist

A man's got a heart, hasn't he?
Joking apart -- hasn't he?
And tho' I'd be the first one to say that I wasn't a saint...
I'm finding it hard to be really as black as they paint…

I'm reviewing the situation
Can a fellow be a villain all his life?
All the trials and tribulations!
Better settle down and get myself a wife.
And a wife would cook and sew for me,
And come for me, and go for me,
And go for me, and nag at me,
The fingers, she will wag at me.
The money she will take me.
A misery, she'll make from me...
...I think I'd better thing it out again!

A wife you can keep, anyway
I'd rather sleep, anyway.
Left without anyone in the world,
And I'm starting from now
So "how to win friends and to influence people"
--So how?

I'm reviewing the situation,
I must quickly look up ev'ryone I know.
Titled people -- with a station --
Who can help me make a real impressive show!
I will own a suite at Claridges,
And run a fleet of carriages,
And wave at all the duchesses
With friendliness, as much as is
Befitting of my new estate...
"Good morrow to you, magistrate!" Oh gawd!
...I think I'd better think it out again.

So where shall I go -- somebody?
Who do I know? Nobody!
All my dearest companions
Have always been villains and thieves...
So at my time of life
I should start turning over new leaves...?

I'm reviewing the situation.
If you want to eat -- you've got to earn a bob!
Is it such a humiliation
For a robber to perform an honest job?
So a job I'm getting, possibly,
I wonder who my boss'll be?
I wonder if he'll take to me...?
What bonuses he'll make to me...?
I'll start at eight and finish late,
At normal rate, and all..but wait!
...I think I'd better think it out again.

What happens when I'm seventy?
Must come a time...seventy.
When you're old, and it's cold
And who cares if you live or you die,
Your one consolation's the money
You may have put by…

I'm reviewing the situation.
I'm a bad 'un and a bad 'un I shall stay!
You'll be seeing no transformation,
But it's wrong to be a rogue in ev'ry way.
I don't want nobody hurt for me,
Or made to do the dirt for me.
This rotten life is not for me.
It's getting far too hot for me.
Don't want no one to rob for me.
But who will find a job for me,
There is no in between for me
But who will change the scene for me?
...I think I'd better think it out again!

 

Can somebody change?
It's possible.
Maybe it's strange...
But it's possible.

All my dearest companions and treasures --
I've left 'em behind…

I'll turn a leaf over, and who can tell what I may find?

Song 111: "My Name" - Oliver Twist

Strong men tremble when they hear it!
They've got cause enough to fear it!
It's much blacker than they smear it!
Nobody mentions...
My name!

Rich men hold their five-pound notes out --
Saves me emptying their coats out.
They know I could tear their throats out
Just to live up to...
My name!

Wiv me
Jemmy in me hand,
Lemme see the man who dares
Stop me
Taking what I may
He can start to say his prayers!

Biceps like an iron girder,
Fit for doing of a murder,
If I just so much as heard a
bloke even whisper…

My name! Bill Sikes…

Some toff, slumming wiv his valet,
Bumped into me in the alley
Now is eyes'll never tally
He'd never heard of ...
My name!

One bloke
Used to boast the claim
He could take my name in vain...
Poor bloke...
Shame 'e was so green
Never was 'e seen again!

Once bad -- What's the good of turning?
In hell, I'll be there-a-burning
Meanwhile, think of what I'm earning
All on account of...
My name!

What is it? What is it? What is it?
Bill Sikes!

Song 110: "Oom-Pah-Pah!" - Oliver Twist

There's a little ditty
They're singing in the city
Espeshly when they've been
On the gin
Or the beer
If you've got the patience,
Your own imaginations
Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear...

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
That's how it goes,
Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
Ev'ryone knows.

They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!
Mister Percy Snodgrass
Would often have the odd glass --
But never when he thought anybody could see.
Secretly he'd buy it,
And drink it on the quiet,
And dream he was an Earl
Wiv a girl on each knee!

What is the cause of his red shiny nose?
Could it be...oom-pah-pah!?
Pretty little Sally
Goes walking down the alley,
Displays her pretty ankles to all of the men.
They could see her garters,
But not for free-and-gratis--
An inch or two, and then she knows
When to say when!

Whether it's hidden, or whether it shows --
It's the same...oom-pah-pah!
She was from the country,
But now she's up a gum-tree --
She let a feller feed 'er, then lead 'er along
What's the good o' cryin'?
She's made a bed to lie in
She's glad to bring the coin in,
And join in this song!

She is no longer the same blushing rose
Ever since ... oom-pah-pah!
There's a little ditty
They're singing in the city
Espeshly when they've been
On the gin
Or the beer
If you've got the patience,
Your own imaginations
Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear...

They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!

They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!

Song 109: "I'd Do Anything" - Oliver Twist

I'd do anything
For you dear anything
For you mean everything to me.
I know that
I'd go anywhere
For your smile, anywhere --
For your smile, ev'rywhere --
I'd see.

I would climb a hill,
Anything!
Wear a daffodil,
Anything!
Leave you all my will,
Anything!
Even fight your Bill,
What? Fisticuffs?

I'd risk everything
For one kiss -- everything
Yes, I'd do anything...
Anything for you!!

I'd do anything
For you dear, anything
For you mean everything to me
I know that
I'd go anywhere
For your smile, anywhere --
For your smile, everywhere
I'd see

I would lace your shoe,
Anything!
Paint my face bright blue,
Anything!
Catch a kangaroo,
Anything!
Go to Timbuktu,
And back again!

I'd risk ev'rything
For one kiss -- everything --
Yes, I'd do anything
Anything for you!!

I would rob a shop,
Anything!
I would risk the "drop",
Anything!
Tho' my eyes go, 'pop'
Anything!
I would come down 'plop'
Hang ev'rything!

We'd risk life and limb
To keep you in the swim
Yes, we'd do anything
Anything for you.

Song 108: "Consider Yourself" - Oliver Twist

Consider yourself at home
Consider yourself one of the family
We've taken to you so strong
It's clear, we're going, to get along

Consider yourself well in
Consider yourself part of the furniture
There isn't a lot to spare
Who cares? Whatever we've got we share!

If it should chance to be
We should see
Some harder days
Empty larder days
Why grouse?
Always-a-chance we'll meet
Somebody
To foot the bill
Then the drinks are on the house!

Consider yourself our mate
We don't want to have no fuss,
For after some consideration, we can state
Consider yourself
One of us!

Consider yourself...
At home?

Consider yourself...
One of the family

We've taken to you
So strong

It's clear...we're...
Going to get along

Consider yourself...
Well in!

Consider yourself...
Part of the furniture

There isn't a lot to spare
Who cares?
Whatever we got we share

Nobody tries to be lah-di-dah or uppity--
There a cup-o'-tea for all
Only it's wise to be handy with a rolling pin
When the landlord comes to call!

Consider yourself
Our mate.
We don't want to have no fuss
For after some consideration we can sate
Consider yourself
One of us!

Consider yourself at home...
We've taken to you so strong.
Consider yourself well in...
There isn't a lot to spare

If it should chance to be
We should see
Some harder days
Empty larder days --
Why grouse?
Always a chance we'll meet
Somebody
To foot the bill --
Then the drinks are on the house!

Consider yourself our mate.
We don't want to have no fuss
For after some consideration, we can state...
Consider yourself...
One of us!

Song 107: "That's Your Funeral" - Oliver Twist

He's a born undertaker's mute.
I can see him in his black silk suit.
Following behind the funeral procession...
With his features fixed in a suitable expression.

There'll be horses with tall black plumes
To escort us to the family tombs,
With mourners
In all corners
Who've been taught to weep in tune.

Then the coffin lined with satin.
That's your funeral.
(That's your funeral.)
Large enough to wear your hat in.
That's your funeral.
(That's your funeral.)

We're just here to glamourize you for that
Endless sleep.
You might just as well look fetching
When you're six feet deep.

At the wake we'll drink a toddy
To the body beautiful.
That's your funeral.
(Not our funeral.)
That's your funeral.

If you're fond of overeating
That's your funeral.
(That's your funeral.)
Starve yourself by undereating
That's your funeral.
(That's your funeral?)

Visualize the earth descending on you clod by clod.
You can't come back when you're buried
Underneath the ...sod.

We will not reduce our prices!
Keep your vices usual!
That's your funeral.
(Not our funeral.)
That's your funeral!

I don't think this song is funny.
(That's your funeral.)
(That's your funeral.)
Here's the boy, now where's the money?
(That's your funeral.)
(That's your funeral.)

We don't harbour thoughts macabre,
There's no need to frown.
In the end we'll either burn you up or nail you down!

We love coughs and wheezes
And diseases called incurable.
That's your funeral.
No one else's funeral.
That's your...
Funeral!

Song 106: "Food, Glorious Food" - Oliver Twist

Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live 'til eighty four
All we ever get is gru...el!
Ev'ry day we say our prayer --
Will they change the bill of fare?
Still we get the same old gru...el!
There's not a crust, not a crumb can we find,
Can we beg, can we borrow, or cadge,
But there's nothing to stop us from getting a thrill
When we all close our eyes and imag...ine

Food, glorious food!
Hot sausage and mustard!
While we're in the mood --
Cold jelly and custard!
Peas, pudding and saveloys!
What next is the question?
Rich gentlemen have it, boys --
In-di-gestion!

Food, glorious food!
We're anxious to try it.
Three banquets a day --
Our favourite diet!

Just picture a great big steak --
Fried, roasted or stewed.
Oh, food,
Wonderful food,
Marvelous food,
Glorious food.

Food, glorious food!
What is there more handsome?
Gulped, swallowed or chewed --
Still worth a king's ransom!
What is it we dream about?
What brings on a sigh?
Piled peaches and cream, about
Six feet high!

Food, glorious food!
Eat right through the menu.
Just loosen your belt
Two inches and then you
Work up a new appetite.
In this interlude --
The food,
Once again, food
Fabulous food,
Glorious food.

Food, glorious food!
Don't care what it looks like --
Burned!
Underdone!
Crude!
Don't care what the cook's like.
Just thinking of growing fat --
Our senses go reeling
One moment of knowing that
Full-up feeling!

Food, glorious food!
What wouldn't we give for
That extra bit more --
That's all that we live for
Why should we be fated to
Do nothing but brood

On food,
Magical food,
Wonderful food,
Marvelous food,
Fabulous food,
Beautiful food,
Glorious food

Song 105: "Balcony" - Emanuel and the Fear

Out on the balcony she went for my hand
and kissed me when no one was looking.
And there in a daydream, I failed to admit it
but I felt you and wanted you next to me.
So she stormed through the doorway, and sat on the stairs
and I left you there, alone.

And you cried, cause you loved him.
Thought you'd die, all alone on the stairs.
But where was I, when you needed me there?

What the hell am I doing, and what the hell do you care.
There's no reason for living, when you've got nobody there.
So just pour me another.
Yea put that drink in my hand.
Cause I've destroyed the only love I've ever had.

Take me or leave me, the love I've avoided,
is the only thing, that I've come to live for.
So hold me adore what we've missed to explore
the things around us and the world in between.
Oh well I need you so call me, don't leave me here guessing
cause I don't want to lose you, like I did before.
Was it time that you needed, to find your mind there an ocean away
well I was blind.
Now you're calling to say, that there's no one to blame.

What the hell am I doing, and what the hell do you care.
There's no reason for living, when you've got nobody there.
So no more running in circles, no no more running away.
Cause love it always seems a little bit harder
when you're over there.

Song 104: "Fingers to theBone" - Brown Bird

I've worked my fingers to the bone
Not a pretty little penny have I got to show
I ain't looking for much
Just a little bit of rest by the side of the road

I lift my voice to the forces above
The Lords of labor and the Goddess of love
Ain't I been a good, hard working
Faithful servant and son

Then the sky turns black
And it cracks with a thundering voice
Work is what you are when you're breathing in and out
Till your final breath falls to the floor

So swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
A little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good
Get up off the ground
You can lay down when the day is done
And on the seventh day
You can lay in the morning sun

I want to make my home on a mountain high
Just me and my lover and the big old sky
I ain't asking for much
Just a little bit of rest before the day that I die

I lift my voice to the forces above
The Lords of labor and the Goddess of love
Ain't I been a good, hard working
Faithful servant and son

Then the sky turns black
And it cracks with a thundering voice
Work is what you are when you're breathing in and out
Till your final breath falls to the floor

So swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
A little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good
Get up off the ground
You can lay down when the day is done
And on the seventh day
You can lay in the morning sun

Song 103: "Funeral" - The Lonely Wild

Back when I met you
After the year of grave reflection
In our country growing weaker
By the second
How could we fit into the wreckage?
Where will we go?
We can't return
To our lives
And ten years later
I stand beside you at the funeral
And I am thankful just to know you
Like I know you
And ought know what's gonna happen
When all the old folks start to cry
Where is my lover?
And all the young folks hold their breaths
What will stand for?
I'm just trying
Not to close
My eyes

Song 102: "Worms" - Aliceband

And when I opened up the lid
I found the box was full of worms
And worms were always as a kid
The thing I felt sorry for most
And when you cut them up in half
It still goes on without its head
I still go on without my heart
It's just I wish that we were…

Open up to life and face the morning
And say the things you never said
And when I wish the sea would rise and drown me
Against the things I left instead

She said,
"I'm not open to new ideas,
And I don't like to talk to children on the phone,
And I'm with all the self-confusion.
Let me find a happy place to rest."

And when I opened up the top
I found the box was full of words
And words are always getting stuck
They lose themselves behind the tears
And tears are always coming loose
I find I need to get a grip
A grip on something more than
Living like a human catalyst

Open up to life and face the morning
And say the things you never said
And when I wish the sea would rise and drown me
Against the things I left instead

She said,
"I'm not open to new ideas,
And I don't like to talk to people on the phone,
And I'm with all the self-confusion.
Let me find a happy place to rest."

And when I opened up the lid
I found the room was full of girls
And girls were always as a kid
The thing that scared us all the most
But mostly I was scared of her
The one who saw through my disguise
The one who saw that I was sore
And wanted her to dry my eyes

Open up to life and face the morning
And say the things you never said
And when I wish the sea would rise and drown me
Against the things I left instead

She said,
"I'm not open to new ideas,
And I don't like to talk to children on the phone,
And I'm with all the self-delusion.
Let me find a happy place to rest."

(Oh) Let me find a happy place to rest.
(Oh) Let me find a happy place to rest.
I know that there's a happy place
I know that there's some kind of place called
Home!
Go ho-ome!
Go ho-ome!
Go ho-ome!

Song 101: "Sleep Is For The Weak" - The Dreadnoughts

Picking up the pieces of the day
And casting them away
Walk into the town below
And lay it all so low
Waltzing with Paulina
Waltzing with Paulina

Now all the world's asleep
With the secrets that they keep
Climb 'till your legs are tired
And your eyes are open wide
Polska Ukrajina
Polska Ukrajina, now!

Never alone, never afraid
Śliwowica under the shade
You'll greet the sun with bottles high
Your bodies pale against the sky
Oh why, oh why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Oh, why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Up into the highest peak
Sleep is for the weak!

Baltic is at your back
You'll head towards the Black
Where the river's rising high
All along the countryside
Enter the hyenas
Enter the hyenas

One for the A to the K
Two for Ascension Day
Three for the dusty ground
Four for the life you've found
Polska Ukrajina
Polska Ukrajina, now

Never alone, never afraid
Śliwowica under the shade
You'll greet the sun with bottles high
Your bodies pale against the sky
Oh why, oh why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Oh, why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Up into the highest peak
Sleep is for the weak!

Oh why, oh why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Oh, why!
Zajebiście, kurwa!
Up into the highest peak
Heaven is for the meek
Sleep is for the weak
Sleep is for the weak…

Song 100: "A Hundred Years"

Oh, a hundred years is a very long time
Oh yes, Oh
A hundred years is a very long time
A hundred years ago

Old Bully John from Baltimore
I knew him well that son of a whore

Oh, Bully John was the boy for me,
A bucko at land and a bully at sea.

Old Bully John I knew him well
But now he’s dead and gone to hell

He’s dead and gone forevermore
He’s gone and dead that son of a whore

A hundred years have passed and gone
It’s a hundred years since I made this song

Oh, when first I sailed across the sea,
My girl said she'd be true to me.

I promised her a golden ring,
She promised me that little thing.

They used to think that pigs can fly,
Can you believe that bloody lie?

They thought the stars were set alight
By a bunch of angels every night.

They thought the moon was made of cheese;
You can believe it if you please.

They hung a man for making steam,
They cast his body in the stream.

They thought the world was flat or square,
But old Magellan he never got there.

A hundred years here we go;
That's a hundred years through ice and snow.

I wish to God I'd never been born,
To go rambling round and round Cape Horn

Around Cape Stiff where wild winds blow,
Around Cape Stiff through sleet and snow.

Around Cape Horn with frozen sails,
Around Cape Horn to fish for whales.

Well my old mother she wrote to me
Me darling son come home from sea

It's up aloft this yard must go,
For mister mate has told us so.

Well I thought I heard the first mate cry
That bleeding top main sheave is dry

I thought I heard the old man say,
That we was homeward bound today.

I thought I heard the skipper say,
Just one more pull and then belay.

Song 99: "Free Will Sacrifice" - Amon Amarth

See them gathered on the plains now
See an army strong and vast
As long as one of us remains here
None of them will ever pass

Here they come so raise the shields high
Like wolves they show their teeth
None of us will ever yield now
To the scavengers beneath

We're outnumbered ten to one here
Still, I love the odds
We will sacrifice them one by one
Send them off to the gods

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die

Here they come ten thousand strong
Charging up the hill
This day will be both hard and long
They move in for the kill

Hold the line don't let it break
Use your sword and spear
A glory death, for all awaits
All who knows no fear

Hordes of men they hit the shields
Like waves they break away
We face our woven destiny
And we don't fear the grave

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die

Song 98: "El que busca encuentra" - Elefante

Save yourselves if you can, because a heart is on the loose
willing to do anything, without home or address
open your doors because it is thirsty for love
because if you taste it it can be an addiction

A needle in a hay bale
A tea in the sea
A night without sleep
A war cry
A real ghost
An original sin
A love of the kind that you almost never find

Save yourselves if you can, because a heart is on the loose
be safe, dolls, just as a precaution
pretty ones and ugly ones, all of them deserve love
he who searches finds, and I have found you today

A needle in a hay bale
A tea in the sea
A night without sleep
A war cry
A real ghost
An original sin
A love of the kind that you almost never find

A needle in a hay bale
A tea in the sea
A night without sleep
A war cry
A real ghost
An original sin
A love of the kind that you almost never find

A love of the kind that you almost never find

Sálvese quien pueda que anda suelto un corazón
dispuesto a lo que sea sin domicilio ni dirección
abran las puertas que anda sediento de amor
es que si lo pruebas puede ser una adicción

Una aguja en un pajar
una lagrima en el mar
una noche sin dormir
un grito de guerra
un fantasma de verdad
un pecado original
un amor de esos que casi no te encuentras

Sálvese quien pueda que anda suelto un corazón
cuídense muñecas nada más por precaución
guapas y feas todas merecen amor
el que busca encuentra y yo te encontrado hoy

Una aguja en un pajar
una lagrima en el mar
una noche sin dormir
un grito de guerra
un fantasma de verdad
un pecado original
un amor de esos que casi no te encuentras

Una aguja en un pajar
una lagrima en el mar
una noche sin dormir
un grito de guerra
un fantasma de verdad
un pecado original
un amor de esos que casi no te encuentras

un amor de esos que casi no te encuentras

Song 97: "Word Crimes" - Weird Al Yankovic

Everybody shut up, WOO!
Everyone listen up!
Hey, hey, hey, uh
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

If you can't write in the proper way
If you don't know how to conjugate
Maybe you flunked that class
And maybe now you find
That people mock you online

Okay, now here's the deal
I'll try to educate ya
Gonna familiarize
You with the nomenclature
You'll learn the definitions
Of nouns and prepositions
Literacy's your mission
And that's why I think it's a

Good time
To learn some grammar
Now, did I stammer
Work on that grammar
You should know when
It's "less" or it's "fewer"
Like people who were
Never raised in a sewer

I hate these word crimes
Like I could care less
That means you do care
At least a little
Don't be a moron
You'd better slow down
And use the right pronoun
Show the world you're no clown
Everybody wise up!

Say you got an "I","T"
Followed by apostrophe, "s"
Now what does that mean?
You would not use "it's" in this case
As a possessive
It's a contraction
What's a contraction?
Well, it's the shortening of a word, or a group of words
By the omission of a sound or letter

Okay, now here's some notes
Syntax you're always mangling
No "x" in "espresso"
Your participle's danglin'
But I don't want your drama
If you really wanna
Leave out that Oxford comma
Just keep in mind

That "be", "see", "are", "you"
Are words, not letters
Get it together
Use your spellchecker
You should never
Write words using numbers
Unless you're seven
Or your name is Prince

I hate these word crimes
You really need a
Full time proofreader
You dumb mouth-breather
Well, you should hire
Some cunning linguist
To help you distinguish
What is proper English

One thing I ask of you
Time to learn your homophones is past due
Learn to diagram a sentence too
Always say "to whom"
Don't ever say "to who"
And listen up when I tell you this
I hope you never use quotation marks for emphasis
You finished second grade
I hope you can tell
If you're doing good or doing well
About better figure out the difference
Irony is not coincidence
And I thought that you'd gotten it through your skull
What's figurative and what's literal
Oh but, just now, you said
You literally couldn't get out of bed
That really makes me want to literally
Smack a crowbar upside your stupid head

I read your e-mail
It's quite apparent
Your grammar's errant
You're incoherent
Saw your blog post
It's really fantastic
That was sarcastic (Oh, psych!)
'Cause you write like a spastic

I hate these Word Crimes
Your prose is dopey
Think you should only
Write in emoji
Oh, you're a lost cause
Go back to pre-school
Get out of the gene pool
Try your best to not drool

Never mind I give up
Really now I give up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Go Away!

Song 96: "It Keeps Us Dancing" - The Family Crest

There's a wreckage here it lines the coast
There's a heartbeat like a ghost
Moving slowly through its frame
There's a silence, a sad refrain
Where you're going, is where I've been
Where your heart leads, it's not the end
Like a fire, you'll grow and grow
And it keeps us moving, oh it keeps us dancing!

Oh my past love, is harsh and thick
But still you've come back around here, to pull me up from the sticks
And through this marriage, of love and vain
We keep on moving and moving
and moving and moving and moving and moving
But oh the past love, it carries weight
And though I swear love, it's far too late
Like a fire, we'll grow and grow
And it keeps us moving, oh it keeps us dancing!

But in this wreckage tonight
Through the darkest light
That grow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ows
And oh the hearts of the dawn
Make this hardship move on
And grow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow!
But oh you battered! Oh you broke!
Turn your wheels here, and guide your spokes
Because this fire will grow and grow
And it keeps us moving, oh it keeps us dancing!

Oh said the sun to the soil, "Here's to my ever loving girl
Here's to the heart on my sleeve, a piece of you is a piece of me"

Oh there's a wreckage tonight, but I'm feeling alright!
Ode to the world and her spoils,
I couldn't love you more