General Music Chat

I thought that since this is a site for music creativity that I might share a couple of songs that I have written for the Christmas holidays. In case the 2014 election goes bad and we loose the few remaining freedoms we have left I am posting them before tyrants "sequester" our freedom of speech as well as the rest of our constitutional rights. When you are sitting around the fire with your friends (And hopefully not in the fire) you can perhaps enlighten the deaf through music.

They’re Beginning to Act a Lot Like Hitler

They’re beginning to act a lot like Hitler
Every where you go
Folks with Swastikas in their eyes guide the drones that fill the skies
Spying on the people bustling far below
They’re beginning to act a lot like Hitler
They’re taping every phone
But the prettiest sights to see are the drones for you and me
Aimed at your front door

Black knee high boots and a Luger that shoots
Is the wish of Holder yet again
Neighbors betray neighbors rating on their friends
The hope of Janice Reno in the end.
They’ll try to grab your guns as soon as congress meets again

They’re beginning to look a lot like Hitler
Every where you go
There are spies in your Hotel, they’re in the park as well
The hearty spies that do not mind the cold.
They’re beginning to act a lot like Hitler
And bullets soon will fly
The thing that will make them shoot is the liberty that you hold
Deep within your heart


To the tune of Johnny Mathis verse and lyrics

“It’s Beginning to look a lot like Christmas” From the Movie Home Alone II

I'm Dreaming of a Nice Gulag

I’m Dreaming of a Nice Gulag
Just like Ben-Asher used to know
Where the bayonets glisten
And tower-guards listen
To the screams from down below

I’m Dreaming of a Nice Gulag
As I lie in my bed at night
May your Gulag be merry and bright
May the screams not keep you up all night


To the tune of White Christmas by Bing Crosby

OK If you don't do Christmas here is a happy little ditty.

Drone Drone on the Range

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the drones and the antelope play
Where somebody heard an encouraging word
And sent shrapnel flying all day
Home, home on the range
Where the drones and the antelope play
Where somebody heard an encouraging word
And sent shrapnel flying all day

How often at night where the heavens are bright
Do the drones hide the stars with their blasts
I just stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
Are the drones coming after my ass

Home, home on the range
Where the drones and the antelope play
Where somebody heard an encouraging word
And sent shrapnel flying all day

No need to lose our sense of humor. Besides, merchants begin advertising Christmas in June or early July these days.

Very clever Slacker... I especially like the Gulag one