Sing @ MindSay

Singing. Even those of us that can't carry a tune will open our mouths when no one is within earshot *Hopefully* and belt out our favorite song of the moment or a oldie but goodie. Some of my favorite belt out loud songs are:

 

Hit me with your best shot-Pat Benatar

Against the Wind-Bob Seger

RESPECT-Aretha

Dancing with myself-Billy Idol

China Girl-David Bowie

Burning Down the house-Talking Heads

Believe, gyspy's tramps and thieves, well anything Cher

Shine-Newsboys

Ring of Fire -Johnny Cash

Roxanne-Police

On top of the World-Carpenters

 

That's a good start to the list. Will add as I have time. What's yours?

 

 

 

 

 

Perennialartist Wants to do 37 things

Stop procrastinating

Overcome depression

To live instead of exist

Learn photoshop

Learn to sing

Be in a band a real band

Stop cutting

Read a book every 2 months

Be fucking known

Try shrooms

Play bass

Be a better atheist

Be an unapologetic atheist

Understand why I'm an atheist

Overthrow capitalism

Be more patient

Get my tongue pierced

Overthrow the wto

Win a debate

Impeach bush

Be arrested

Get arrested at a protest

Convert a conservative

Register as a socialist

Start a socialist revolution

Promote a Socialist United States (or move to Canada)

Be a paranormal investigator

Be frank with a penguin

Be a voyeur

Kiss in the rain

Have a bisexual experience

Participate in ecoterrorism

evolve

make out with vISION from Tragic Black

go to Wave Gotik Treffen

move out of my parent's home

cheat death

Last week we attended the preschool Christmas program - my 2yo granddaughter's first ever---

A little dark, but a couple shots capture the moment: She's the one intent on the singing! They are all in their own little worlds, here, huh?



And she hunted down a chair to sit down for this feast....

 

My dad used to sing a lot of different songs that came out of WWII. 

Not sure if this was one of these songs or not .... but it has been stuck in my head for days now .... I only remember the words to the Chorus .... but when I found this on line and started reading .... it all came back to me .... I have to share ....

Chorus:
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Seven old ladies locked in the lavatory!
They were in there from Sunday to Saturday
Nobody knew they were there.

The first old lady was Elizabeth Porter.
She was the deacon of Dorchester's daughter.
She went to relieve a slight pressure of water
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The second old lady was Abigail Splatter
She went there `cause something was surely the matter
But when she got there, it was only her bladder.
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The third old lady was old Mrs. Bickle.
Her urge was sincere, her reaction was fickle.
She hurdled the door; she'd forgotten her nickel
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The fourth old lady was Hildegard Folye.
She hadn't been living according to Hoyle.
Was relieved when the swelling was only a boil
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The fifth old lady was Emily Clancy.
She went there `cause something tickled her fancy.
But when she got there it was ants in her pantsy
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The sixth old lady was extremely fertile.
Her name was O'Connor, the boys called her Myrtle.
She went there to repair a slight hole in her girdle
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

The seventh old lady was Elizabeth Bender.
She went there to repair a broken suspender.
It snapped up and ruined her feminine gender
And nobody knew she was there.
Chorus

Now this song actually goes on forever cause people just kept making up names and rhyming away .... so if you are interested in some of the other funny verses here is the link:

http://everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1362074

Its actually a relief to have found the words .... I can now put this to bed in my head .... a poet and I didn't know it ... lol ..... I hope anyways .....

Hope you enjoy this as much as I did.

Peace.  J.

Let all things their creator bless
And worship him in humbleness
Oh praise the Father, praise the Son
And praise the Spirit, three-in-one

Praise the Lord ye nations
Praise the Lord ye kings
Praise him with the harp and lyre,
Praise him with the strings

Shout for joy to God
All the earth, sing glory to his name
Tell about his marvelous worth;
His righteousness proclaim
Glory and honor and blessing and power
Be unto the Lord

Blessed be your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed be your name


This may make perfect sense to some people, but it's a rather new discovery to me - having a really bad day or being particularly upset over an event is nasty, but praising God even then lifts my emotions and frees me up.

There is some little part that goes, "No! I don't wanna! I WANT to be miserable!" But she doesn't know what she's talking about.