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Friday, June 12, 1998

HE HAS THE HEALING POWER

 

(This was an attempt at trying to write a Christian song)


(VERSE 1:)
I know a man
who could heal just about everybody!
He is my lord and my savior
when I was born!
When I was down
he picked me up.
When I was up
he took me higher!
When Satan came in,
he took him out!

(Chorus:)
He has the healing power!
He can heal each and every one of us
he has the healing power!
When I'm blind I can see!
He has the healing power!
When I'm deaf I can hear!
He has the healing power!
When I am weak I am strong!
He has the healing power,
and it's the same to you!

(VERSE 2:)
I know a man
who saved my life today!
Mother Mary named him Jesus
when he was born.
His dad was lord,
his dad is lord!
He healed the world!
He can heal the world!
When Satan came in,
he threw him out!

(Chorus)

(VERSE 1)

(Chorus)

Thursday, May 28, 1998

Rejected

I'm ignored
I'm an outcast

How do you feel if you're always last?
How do you feel if all your peers pick on you?
How do you feel if the girls aren't interested in you?
How do you feel if your whole life was trash because of the assholes you dealt with in the past?

Me, I always feel rejected
And I hate it
Me, I always feel rejected
And I don't like it
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel worthless
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel like trash and scum
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel depressed!

I have to deal with assholes all the time, and I don't like it
A girl I like isn't interested in me, I hate to hear that it makes me feel worse
People I want to hang out with me don't want to, do I really want to hang out with them?
People are always throwing parties but never invite me, what's up with that?
I can't stand anybody, why should I, they can't stand me
I'm a member of the outcast, and why, because they made me be
Why can't they just leave me be and start to like me?

Why can't any girl ever be interested in me?
What is wrong with me?
Where did I go wrong in life?
Why can't anyone like me for who I am and not for what I got?
I mean, I'm not a trouble maker I'm a good guy
Why can't they ever see that?
I'm always rejected and I'm getting sick of it!

Me, I always feel rejected
And I hate it
Me, I always feel rejected
And I don't like it
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel worthless
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel like trash and scum
Me, I always feel rejected
And it makes me feel depressed!

Monday, May 25, 1998

I FEEL SO LONELY, I FEEL SO DEPRESSED

 

I feel so lonely!
I feel so depressed!
Nobody wants me around,
yes that's how I feel!
It f*****g sucks!
I feel so lonely!
I feel so depressed!
Got to get away from here!
I feel so damn ignored!
Nobody'd talk to me!
I feel so depressed!
I feel so lonely!
I feel so lonely!
I feel so depressed!
Got to get away from here!
I wish I were as free as a bird
because it's the next best
thing to be!
Whatever happened to the life
that I once knew?
I wish I could fly away!
Gotta get away from here!
Feel so lonely!
Feel so depressed!

Friday, May 15, 1998

JUST TO KEEP THE PEACE

 

There've been a lot of wars
that our country went to,
just to keep the peace!
A lot of people died in these wars
just to keep the peace!
Now I don't think there should be wars,
I think there should be treaties!
Because we need the peace!

(Chorus:)
Peace!
No need for wars
just to keep the peace!
Peace!
No need to fight
because we need the peace!
Peace!
Just to keep the peace!
Peace,
because we need the peace!

There's been a lot of guns
that have shot nice people!
So we need the peace!
A lot of nice people died from those guns!
We should keep the peace!
Now I don't think there should be guns!
I think there should be nice clubs
because we need the peace!

(Chorus)

(rap:)
Yo, man, I hope yoe listenin',
because peace,
you know we need it!
Not to go be a thief, but to be really
free,
'cuz you don't wanna
pay a fee to heaven
right about now,
unless you wanna give people frowns
and let 'em be down!
You should read "War And Peace"
'cuz it's not for my feet,
it's for you to read,
so we can be freed,
and that's my rap, and it ain't crap!
So peace,
I'm outta here!
Have a feast after you started peace!

(Chorus)

Tuesday, May 12, 1998

I’m A Gamblin’ Man

 

I like to play poker and
I like to play black jack and
I like to play roulette, man!
I'm a gamblin' man!
I like to play craps,
I like to bet on races,
I like to play 5 card stud, man!
I'm a gamblin' man!

(Bridge:)
I'm a gamblin' man
so I live in Las Vegas,
and Atlantic City!
I'm a gamblin' man,
so I gamble everyday!
I'm a gamblin' man,
so I gamble every night!

I live in Nevada and
I live in New Jersey and
I like to win money, man!
I'm a gamblin' man!
I like to lose cash,
I like to win more cash,
I like to play slot machines, man!
I'm a gamblin' man!

(Bridge)

Sunday, May 3, 1998

Prostitutes (parody of “Waterfalls” by TLC)

 

(1)Your girlfriend's goin' out for the night
so you think it's fun to pick up on someone!
If at anytime you do this she'll be
leaving your side!
'Cuz you don't realize that it hurts her so much!
But all the yellin' just ain't helping at all!
'Cuz you can't seem to stop
pickin' up on someone
so you go out and find people on the street
to give money to the fastest way you know how!
Another person getting AIDS!


(Chorus:)Don't go chasing prostitutes!
Please stick to the girlfriends
that you're used to!
I know that you're gonna have it
your way or nothing at all,
but I know you'll get AIDS if you do!


(2)Hugh Grant has a natural obsession
for prostitutes but he just can't see!
That lady gave him lovin' that his body
could handle
but all he could say is, baby, there's a
cop out there!
And next thing he knows, he's put in jail!
Then he doesn't recognize what he did!!
His career is fading & he doesn't know why
11 letters gave him another film,
y'all don't hear me!


(Chorus)


(Spoken:)(M:)Hey, baby, how's it goin'?
(W:)Good.  I'm so horny for you!
(M:)I'm horny for you too!
(W:)Will you take me home with you?
(M:)Sure thing!  Get in my nice car!
(W:)That'll be $100 the 1st hour!
(M:)Fine with me!


(Chorus)

OLD FORD PINTO

 

(1)
I've got an Old Ford Pinto that's painted in gold.
I've got an Old Ford Pinto because I'm poor!
It's the crummiest car so it can't go far.

(Bridge1:)
I kicked it the other day and I have to say
"The bumper came off, yes it just popped off!
the bumper came off, yes it just popped off!
the bumper came off, yes it just fell off!"

(2)
I've got an Old Ford Pinto because it's all I could afford!
I've got an Old Ford Pinto because I'm poor!
It's the crappiest car, so it can't drive far!
I kicked it the other day
and I have to say,

(Bridge2:)
"The wheel came off, yes it was a bad deal!
The wheel came off, yes it just fell off!"

(3)
I trashed that Old Ford Pinto and I bought a Chevy S10,
and it runs pretty good, just look under the hood
if you could, but I think you should.
and I know you would.
That truck didn't cost a buck, in fact it cost 16000,
in fact it weighs 3 tons, man!
I kicked it the other day, and I have to say,
"Nothing came off!  Yes it's the best truck!
Nothing came off!  Yes it's a good truck!"
Ford Pinto's suck!  Yes they do!
You're a fool if you buy one!
I kicked it, oh yes it fell apart!
Oh yeah, I kicked it, it came apart!

Thursday, April 2, 1998

(I LIVE IN A) 2 STORIED CARDBOARD BOX

(note: this is another joke I wrote)

 

One day I passed an old shack
with a sign in front of it saying
"Shack Records, record all you want for a buck."
So I decided to go on in
and try out my crappy sound.
So I went on in, put on the fallin' apart headphones
and I came up with this song.

(verse:)
All I could afford is a buck
so I can't even buy a duck
unless it's rubber!
I have a job on the street,
and my feet have no shoes!
Every time I'm finished on the
street, I go home to a

(chorus:)
2 story cardboard box!
Yes, I live in a 2 storied cardboard box!

(verse:)
It's wallpaper is toilet paper,
it's skylight is a little piece of glass,
it's front door is a door I ripped off that Ford Pinto
that rammed into my 2 story cardboard box
just the other day!

(Chorus)

(verse:)
I drive a store cart
with a cardboard sign on it that says,
"This is a Ferarri, don't touch it!"
Every day I drive it home
to my 2 story cardboard box!
(Chorus)

(verse:)
Now the 1st story is
when you're sitting down
the 2nd is when you're standing in my little
2 story cardboard box
decorated in toilet paper
with the store cart parked in the
collapsable garage, to drive later,
oh yes!

(Chorus)

So don't feel sorry for me
let me do it myself!

(Chorus)

(A DAY IN THE LIFE) OF A PICKED ON KID

 

(note: this is another joke I wrote.  I wrote it during my days I used to work at Harp’s)

At 6 my clock goes off!
I wake up, take a bath, get dressed
and nothing else!
I sit around staring out the window
for the next hour!
I'd then walk to school with 5 bags!
1 named George, 'nother named Bob, 3rd named Fred, 4th named Billy, 5th named Drop Dead Fred!
I got to school!
I hear people laughing at me behind my back!
I don't care!
I'm such a dwork,
People pick on me!
At 6 I go to work,
you know who I am, who are you?
I'm a courtesy clerk, you know that!
So you purposely make a mess & I'd have to clean it!
I'm busy dang it!
I'm tryin' to stock bread
leave me alone!
You just take all the carts to make me mad
now I'll have to bust you!
No punks allowed in this store!
you piss all over both the bathrooms, so guess what I do now?
I have to clean the bathrooms!
QUIT PICKING ON ME!
I suck at everything
YOU HATE ME!
I make you mad purposely because
YOU CAN'T STAND ME!
I'm movin' to a different town man,
BECAUSE YOU CAN'T STAND ME!

Monday, March 2, 1998

NEWSPAPER DELIVERY BOY

 

Woke up in the mornin' at 3, sayin' to myself
I'm ready to get a beating again!
5 days a week, Why me?
I get beat up too bad!
why me?
I just deliver your stinking paper!
Throw rocks at me, shoot your slingshot at me!
Dennis, leave me alone!  Haven't you hurt me enough?
I just deliver your stinkin' paper!
I throw the paper at your face!
Oops, sorry!  Supposed to hit your step, Sir!
You get all red eyed!
Uh-Oh!
Mr. Wilson, I didn't mean to!
Sorry, apology accepted kid!
Have a heart for me,
I'm just a money earnin', losin', can't readin', writin', stinkin' newspaper delivery boy!
I had to deliver one to this house in Chicago!
Watch out, it's booby trapped!
Oh crap!
Kevin's at it again!
No one cares for the paperboy
why should they?
What's the paper say today, Fred?
It says Fred's dead!
How's that?  Fred's me!
Watch out, Fred!
Oh no!  Kevin and Dennis are behind me!
Hahahaha!  He's just a poor paperboy!
Let's give him a beating, a weggie, let's
take all his money, and scram, and his newspapers too and his Mace!
Boy, you're a stupid newspaper delivery boy!
in the news today, Fred the paperboy gets beat down by Kevin McCalister, Dennis the Menace, OJ Simpson, Michael Jackson, and my A.K!
Oh my god, Fred's dead!
Yeah!  And I'm takin' over as the
paperboy for your route!  My name's George!
If you mess with me I'll use my series 4-D Atomizer
like my friend Will did as an MIB!
Oops, nobody's supposed to know!
I'm just a stupid paperboy!
In the news today, George on route 69
was abducted by bug like aliens from the
planet "goatadamzipaleedoodahzipadeeayoolalaee!" We now bring you back to our
regularly scheduled program!

Tuesday, November 18, 1997

Ask You Out

Girl, why can I not do this?
(Ask you out?)
Girl, why can I not do it?
(Ask you out?)

(verse:)
I want to ask you out but I just can't do it
Why can't I ever go through with it?
I want to but I just can't do it
I like you a lot, what's wrong with this?

(chorus:)
I want to
(Ask you out)
But I just can't
(Ask you out)
Why can't I
(Ask you out)
Oh, why can't I
(Ask you out)

(verse:)
Is it because I'm afraid of rejection?
(I guess so)
Is it because I don't want to hear you say no?
(I think so)
Is it because I'm the extremely shy type?
(I think so)

(chorus)

Saturday, November 15, 1997

The 60s - poem

I’m a fan of 1960s pop culture and history.  Here is a poem I wrote about the 1960s.

THE 60s

The 60s changed the world,
The 60s changed the society,
The 60s changed the music,
The 60s changed the politicians,
The 60s changed the musicians,
The 60s changed our minds,
The 60s changed thoughts of war,
The 60s changed the art,
The 60s created the hippies,
The 60s created the peace sign,
The 60s created the Beatles,
The 60s killed John F. Kennedy and his brother (RFK),
The 60s killed Martin Luther King,
The 60s killed Malcolm X!
What happened in Berkeley in the 60s?
What happened in Chicago in the 60s?
What happened in Mississippi and Alabama in the 60s?
What happened in Washington in the 60s?
What happened in Dallas in the 60s?
What happened in Woodstock in the 60s?
What happened in the 60s?
What went on during the 60s?
The 60s changed it all!

Saturday, November 8, 1997

I Drank A Whole Lotta Beer - country music parody

I wrote this in high school as a parody to country music.

I DRANK A WHOLE LOTTA BEER

I drank a whole lotta whiskey,
I drank a whole lotta beer,
I drove my Ford Pick-up truck
while hurdlin' some cattle on me farm!
I drank a whole lotta beer
and gots throwin' in prison!
I told the cops I had to see me baby,
do I gis a phone call?
"No! You killed Wyatt, Shyitt, & Billy!"
I drank a whole lotta whiskey,
so I bet me wife miss me!
I drank a whole lotta whiskey,
I drank a whole lotta beer!

Friday, June 20, 1997

Jail

I robbed a bank,
now I have to pay the price
for a million pounds of rice,
now I can't play with dice,
so I'm gonna go pick a fight,
after that I hide, but I failed!
Now I'm gonna have to go to jail
with no bail!
And that's hail, 'cuz I was caught
and they threw me in a car, a police car!
And it went far to the station,
then it stopped and I broke loose,
and they were chasin' me down!
I was facin' some dogs who were gonna do some
rearrangin'!
I got caught so they shoved me in the police car!
I was cussin' and fussin' at the police men!
Then we got there and they threw me in the pen!
One man said, "Hot!"
I said, "Yes, need a fan!"
Next week I broke out of jail
and I croaked!

Monday, June 2, 1997

Freak (Parody of “Creep” by TLC)

 

Here she comes again, and I'm gone


oh I, oh I, oh I am
oh I, oh I, oh I am
oh I, oh I, oh I am!


(1)The 1st of freakness and I've
been through so many thangs
I got a girl who's not normal looking
but I know she has a nose ring!
I look her in the eyes but all she
tells me is that she's getting an eyelid pierced,
I'll never let her get it pierced though!
I might get a nose ring only
'cuz I need some attention, oh!


(Chorus:)She's a freak, yeah!
Can't scream it-keep it low!
She said her parents can't know!
She's a freak, yeah!
'Cuz she doesn't know
what to do to get real attention
it goes to show to not be a freak!


(2)The 2nd of freakness
and we don't talk to each other anymore!
Now I feel pretty good!
Now to get a real girl who feels the same as me!
Yeah, yeah!
I'll give her lovin' till the day she get's a tongue ring
she'll never do that when she finds out
I won't care for it!


(Chorus)


(3)I think about us, baby, all the time,
but you know I can't stand nose rings!
I love you forever, baby!
And you gotta know, I don't stand those things!


(Chorus)


(4)You're a freak around me
'cuz I hate it!
Don't mess around with me!


(Chorus)

Wednesday, May 21, 1997

DEFINITION OF LOVE

I love a girl with all of my heart,

I put my arm over her shoulder,

I hold hands with her,

I flirt with her,

I don't cheat on her,

I make sure she gets home ok,

I love her,

that's my definition of love!

I like a girl that I know likes me,

I take her out every weekend,

I kiss her when I have to leave,

I spend every day and night with her,

I buy her a flower bouquet everytime we go out,

that's my definition of love!

I love a girl with all my heart,

her name is ,

she likes to do things that I like to do,

I love her a lot and

I know she loves me too.

So I guess

that's my definition of love!

Saturday, May 17, 1997

MR. GREEN

(note: this is a funny one I wrote about an assistant principal at the high school I graduated from. He wasn’t very well liked.)

My name is Mr. Green!

I'm a piece of shit!

I like to keep kids totally out of the halls!

I hate kids!

On a rainy, snowy, or cold

day I leave 'em all outside!

Let 'em freeze!

It's not me!

You may call me

blue, red, white, black,

but I'm not any of that!

I'm the shit out of your ass

down the toilet!

I'm Mr. Green!

KEY OF ART

(note: this is a funny one I wrote in art class. I know it don’t make any sense, but hey, nobody’s perfect!)

The tardy bell rang

Time to sit down on my ass

Because the class is about to start,

Oh no, here comes Mr. Bart

In his little toy golf cart!

He must've got back from Wal-Mart!

Oh no, I feel something

I have to fart!

Got to dart with beautiful art!

(Hey look it's Mary Hart dating Mr. Gart!)

Look over there!

Mr. Jart!

(What's a lart?)

Let's go to Nart's!

Where's my car parts?

Where's my quart?

Buy me a pop tart!

Hey, it's an ardvart!

(What's that wart?)

Clean up my yart!

I want your zart!

Friday, May 16, 1997

CCE ends project with trip to northwest Arkansas

As a reward for helping the Crisis Center for Battered Women (CCBW) the CCE classes went on a trip to Fayetteville and Springdale last Thursday.

They left at 7:30 A.M and came back at 8:30 P.M. They went to Springdale High School first to show the CCE classes there the stuff the Northside High School CCE classes had done to put a stop to domestic violence. After that they went to the Jones Center, Bud Walton arena, and then the Crisis Center took them out to eat at the Red Lobster.

Mike commented, "The best part of the whole trip was going to the very top of the bleachers at the Razorback football field." The commercial that first hour CCE made will air sometime in the summer on Channel 5 or channel 40, so be watching. Mike Irvan of first hour CCE wrote the script for it.

If you have the intemet check out their web site at www.ccbw.org, and check out the kids page and e-mail them at www.ccbw.org.

EVERYDAY COURTESY CLERK

(this is a funny one I wrote back when I used to work for Harp’s Marketplace)

I wake up in the morning,

and then I go to school!

In the afternoon I go to work!

I'm a courtesy clerk at Harps!

You would see me stocking some bread

so you'd just come inside the store

and pick up 10 jars of baby food and then accidently drop them!

I get called to clean up the mess!

SCREW YOU!

Because of you, I have to stop to clean your mess!

how's this-"here's the mop and broom, clean up your own damn mess!"

But you won't!

The boss said, "Workers clean the messes up around here!"

So I gis de mop and mop up your mess!

You just stand there and laugh!

I'm Just a courtesy clerk!