My Generation A tribute to the late '60's hit of the same name by The Who.
People want to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we can't get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they say are awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Yeah, I didn't die before I got old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
That was my generation That was my generation, baby
Why don't you all f-f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
'Cos we can't hear what you all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
That was my generation That was my generation, baby
Old stupid and fat
To the tune of Nina Simone's late '60's hit "Young, gifted and black":
(I considered using the line "Old, stupid and white" but fat scans even better than the original).
To be old, stupid and fat,
Oh what a lovely precious dream
To be old, stupid and fat,
Open your heart to what I mean
In the whole world you know
There are billions of silly farts,
Who are old, stupid and fat,
And thats a fact!
Old, stupid and fat,
We must begin to tell our young
Theres a world waiting for you
This is a quest thats just begun
When you feel really low
Yeah, theres a great truth you should know
When you're old, stupid and fat,
Your souls intact
Old, stupid and fat,
How I long to know the truth
There are times when I look back
And I am haunted by my youth
Oh but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be old, stupid and fat,
Is where its at!
Help me shovel through the shite
Kris Kristofferson had a big one with "Help me make it through the night", but really he just wanted to get in yer pants...
Take the cat fur from your hair, sweep it up and out the door,
It's another lovely sight, like the puke stains on the floor,
Come and lay down by my side, while they prowl through the night,
All they're taking is our life, help me shovel through the shite.
Rolling down to old Meow-ee
Our cats:
- Do not have telephones
- Do not like plain crisps
- Love cat food
(to the tune of Rollin' down to old Maui)
It's a damned hard life full of toil and strife,
We pussycats must endure.
And we don't give a damn when we're eating our spam,
What it costs you to procure.
For we're always going to go out that door,
And we're always going to come in.
And we always say, when we're on our way:
Let me out, right now, meow-ee!
Let me out, right now, meow-ee, me boys!
Let me out, right now, meow-ee!
And we always say, when we're on our way:
Let us out, right now, meow-ee!
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