Frankenstein's Earworm

The song I have in my head today is one of my own creation, which should be a cool thing except that it is only in my head. Oh, the musical aspect of it is on my iPad and has been for 2 days now, but the vocal part, one I swore to give up on trying, is on a repeat cycle in my cranium which happens to have amazing acoustics, but I digress...

The problem seems so simple which only seems to complicate it; the Earworm only consists of two lines: 1) They're Getting Ready; 2) Time to Run. The first line is repeated 3 times and the last only once. Sounds simple, right? Two fucking days I have sung those two lines over and over and over again in various pitches and even trying silly voices hoping they might sound cool to no avail. All I have accomplished is having it perfected in my head, mocking me as it now knows I lack the ability to get it out.

How do you kill an Earworm you have no way of sharing?

To the tune of "Black Water" by the Doobie Brothers

Well, I've built me some bombs and they're ready for dropping
Oh Saddam Hussain, I wish there were 10 more like you
The troops may be leaving
But the Iraqis are fighting
Which means there's still money to be made today

Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Gonna keep on paying
Pretty momma, gonna keep on paying those bills

And we aren't there no more
'Cause Mercs don't wear a uniform
No

Well if you mind, I don't care
Don't make no difference to me
Just put those troops coming home on TV
Gonna hear some patriotic bands
And dance the Honky Tonk
While I'll be killing every Iraqi around

Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Gonna keep on paying
Pretty momma, gonna keep on paying those bills

And we aren't there no more
'Cause Mercs don't wear a uniform
No

Gonna hear some patriotic bands
And forget about the Mercs in foreign lands
Foreign lands
Lands
Take some foreign lands, pretty momma
Gonna pay those Mercs in foreign lands

Cartoon Villains Unite!

Is it just me, or does this photo of Newt and Ron Paul look a little too much like the Staypuff Marshmallow Man and Penguin?




Maybe its just me.

Three Cheers for the Red, White, and Screwed

Three Cheers to the Red, White, and Screwed
To those who believe we are leaving
With 16,000 more mercs on their way
We will see more US deaths another day

And to those who think Obama did this
To those so easily lead asunder
He tried to extend our stay
But they said "no way
Enough with the plunder"

So wrap yourself up in the flag
Pretend this is something worth celebrating
But you know as well as do I
This is a lie
We are just masturbating.

So three cheers to the Red, White, and Screwed
To the warhawks, both old and new
You have thrown the world into Hell
You did so well
And so fuck you

To the tune of "Frosty the Snowman"

You are NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS ONE.

Obama, the Spineless President
Still has an awful lot to learn
That when you're caught spying
The drone you can't ask to be returned
When Iran found it
You were busted once again
Acting like a Neocon
But you're different, let's all pretend
Then one sorry election year
The Republicans did say
Obama, with your flaws so bright
We will help you win election night
Then how the GOP loved him
As he carried out their policies
Obama, the Spineless President
You might as well be GOP

To the tune (again) of "American Woman" by the Guess Who

American Drone
Stay away from me
American Drone
Just let me be

Don't go hanging around my door
I am very aware of Amendment number 4
My privacy shouldn't be denied
Just so paranoia you can pacify

American Drone
Get away
American Drone
Don't record what I say

Asking for the military to be used
To spy on me should be refused
Fighting crime is just fine
But don't invade the rights that are mine

American Drone
Gotta getaway
Gotta getaway
Gotta leave
Gotta go