Sean, Puck, and the Race of Horses

I was listening to Belle and Sebastian's "Judy and the Dream of Horses" recently and naturally it reminded me of The Scorpio Races, which I enjoyed so much.  So I decided to write the following parody version:

Sean was a wild sea horse

One foot on land one foot on sea

Tired of running the course

He wanted Corr and he wanted freedom

Sean was a teenage orphan

His mother left when he was young

His father died in the races

The beach was red with all of his blood

Sean I don't know you

Are you going to gamble everything? 

Sean I don't know you

Are you going to gamble everything?

Sean rides a fast sea horse

He trained Corr to race by the shore

They grew up silently together

Racing and working and staying apart

Sean never felt so good

Except when he was racing

Sean never felt so good

Except when he was racing

Puck loves her horse and brothers

But her family keeps falling apart

Her parents dead her brother leaving

The Scorpio races are her last chance

Puck you're just trying

To find and keep the dream of family

And she risks her life

Training for the race of horses

Races of horses

Race of horses

Race of horses

The fast sea horses are taken

The land horses aren't up for the fight

So Puck, where does that leave you?

Training your horse on the cliff edge up high

With Sean running alongside

Quickening your pulse when you watch

With your own horse below you

Trying to keep up when you race

If you think that you can win you have to survive

Training for the race of horses

Training for the race of horses

Risk it training for the race of horses

Risk it training for the race of horses

You race your horses

You race your horses

You race your horses

You race your horses

Be A Witch!

My mother wrote this awesome parody and while she does mention a camera phone at the end she really is not that tech-savvy and doesn't have her own blog. So, I have taken it upon myself to post it here for her because it is too wonderful not to share.  I've added a picture of the two of us as witches from last Halloween as a bonus!

 

Be a Witch

With apologies to Cole Porter

I’ll remember forever my girl, who was three,

Asking me in October, “Mother what shall I be?”

I said “Dear there’s no need to get into a stew,

If you want what is best, there’s just one thing to do:

Be a witch, be a witch,

On Halloween they love a witch

Ride a broom with a cat,

Strike a friendship with a black bat,

Turn a prince to a toad,

Serve some children up a la mode,

If you become a ghost then you’ll remain out of sight,

If you be come a vampire then you’ll have a bad bite,

But on Halloween a witch is always queen of the night.

Be a witch, be a witch, be a witch.

Be a witch, be a witch,

On Halloween they love a witch

Give ‘em tricks, give ‘em frights

And your fame will soar to new heights.

How they’ll cheer and they’ll yell

When they see you cast a new spell.

A werewolf’s just a hairy dog all covered in drool,

A zombie or a ghoul is just a mindless old fool,

But everybody knows a witch is coolest of cool.

Be a witch, be a witch, be a witch.

Be a witch, be a witch,

On Halloween they love a witch

Chant a curse, stir a pot,

Knock ‘em dead with a wicked new plot.

Eye of newt, toe of frog

Is a recipe for great grog.

If you become a princess then you’ll just be too cute,

If you become a pirateyou’ll be stuck with your loot,

But give ‘em poisoned apples and they’ll think you’re a hoot.

Be a witch, be a witch, be a witch.

Be a witch, be a witch,

On Halloween they love a witch

Dress a mummy in wraps

Hang some webby, spidery traps.

Then they’ll go “raven” mad

With your “maleficent” beastie pad.

They all know that a skeleton’s a bag of old bone3s

And the Phantom of the Opera’s just moans and some groans

But they take “pic-chas” of the witches with their camera cell phones.

Be a witch, be a witch, be a witch. 

Happy Halloween!

Need some dough

I am so lucky to have recently got a job that I love, but for the unemployed hordes I was so recently a part of I've written this special California Christmas song for this year:

Oh the weather outside's delightful,

But the economy is frightful.

And since there's no jobs to go,

Need some dough!  Need some dough! Need some dough!

It doesn't show sings of improving,

And a lot of people need to be moving,

The unemployed's spirits are low,

Need some dough!  Need some dough! Need some dough!

When we finally pass this fright,

How the country will be left all torn,

But if I get a job tonight,

Some hope in my heart will be born.

These times they sure are trying,

And, my dear, no one is buying,

But the shop windows are all aglow,

Need some dough!  Need some dough! Need some dough!