10/5/23 10:29 AM
Day 5
Pick one or more songs from your playlist and re-write all the lyrics.
Blundering and Proud
Blundering and proud
Toilet seat made of gold
Angry and loud
As the crowds
Chanting slogans
In your name
You fabricate greatness
Out of yarn
Made of silk
From the lies
That you tell
About yourself
Thunderous sounds
Empty words
With the power
To sell
Anything
To anybody
With orange tinted glasses
Masses swell
Bringing hell
To the streets
And I try to think
I must be dreaming
But when
Will I
Awake?
The song I picked to re-write, Wondering Aloud, a lovely little vignette of domestic sweetness by Jethro Tull, was supposed to be an easy one:
The words don't have to fit the meter in this song. They can be bent and stretched. Two syllable words can be drawn out to three or four, as necessary. And rhyming? Non-essential. Oh, and it's a nice, short little number--only a couple of loose stanzas, no chorus. Easy-peasy, right?
Why I would take this song that I've loved and turn it into a thinly veiled description of Trump and America, circa 2016? I don't have the answer to that.
I guess when it comes right down to it, I am a contrarian. "You say black, I say white, you say bark, I say bite." I am 180 degrees out of sync with consensus. But when the consensus seems to be "Love is hate, war is peace, no is yes..." is that really so bad?
Also, I am coming off my meds, so there's that.
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