A shitty day, a steady rain and a bit of a chill but it at least might wash away some of the other shitty, if there is nothing else to be garnered from it.
When my good friend, Rick, recently sent me some new lyrics to Eleanor Rigby I sung them out for him and for me and put it together just a couple of posts ago. “Sung” is relative of course, but it was fun though tough (the content and the hittin’ of the ahhh’s) and it reminded me of how I hadn’t just sat with a song re-working it for the longest time now. I’ve found this, over the last year and half, to be quite the therapy. Some might consider it to be a waste of time but these have been my editorials. My opinion pieces. As is this one. I took a break from the parodies (though I don’t like calling them that, they’re more) the mood not really seeming to fit a making of parodied point right now, even if it was of the obvious and waaaay too easy.
But taking those lyrics of his and grabbing some time, the world falling away as it always does then when I do, was a reminder and I thought of something new, thought I’d expand on a chorus that has been rattling ’round my noggin for quite some time, “These are the days of stupidity and blunder”. It just seems to fit. Right Mr Simon or apologies?
Plus my window of benefit of the doubt in dire times closed a while ago. You’re on your own again now, orange boy, when it comes to the well deserved derision.
Read along with the lyrics by the way, seems I sing pretty quick.
It was a dead day
A day to start dying
Cavalier severe consequence
Another bold lie
Masquerading as bravado
Self preservation festering
As it always does
These were the days of self-interest and some bluster
It was the usual roll … call
Of made up facts and imaginary figures
All in a spotlight’s glow
A new ways for a sudden realization
Of a daily narcissistic’s call
These are the days of stupidity and blunder
And Baby I’ll lie, I’ll lie
… I’ll lie
It was a cruel truth
As it swept across a nation
That we weren’t prepared
As we wished we could
Have been more in line
With science not a State News
As the blame game took root
Following us around … us around
These are the days of stupidity and blunder
A Lysol dream much better than vaccine
The way the presser was a mini rally e-vent
Until embarrassment called
The way the pundits try to search a new distraction
A shiny catch of wandering eye
These are the days of stupidity and blunder
And baby I’ll lie, I’ll lie
… I’ll lie
It’s extreme now a violence
A base that’s so inclined to such
Encouraged to stray from the middle of the road
Down an angry dark path of ignorance and bullets
Dead innocents in Michigan for what a maskless sake?
These are the days of cowards passing muster
Try and make a momma so proud
A certain sense of purpose of the stupid
Empowered by the man upstairs
These are the days of stupidity and bluster
Momma’s proud somewhere
So proud a follower of the Trump Dumb Down
In his wake blindly with no care oh yeah
The way you find yourself and your own violence
But then you just have to cry
At the thought that drove you in the first place
Here
Oh my
Oh my …
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