Originally posted April 4, 2006.
As previously announced, I’m amputating the earliest half-or-so of the blog and republishing any part of it that seems worth saving. I doubt if this post actually qualifies as “worth saving,” but you know how poets are — imposing all manner of atrocious verse on whomever will listen.
This isn’t actually the first song I’ve written, or even the first of this kind. It’s just the first I’ve inflicted on the public. It doesn’t have a title. I’m sure you can think of something to call it.
Sing to the tune of Hooked on a Feeling. Pretend you’re David Hasselhoff.
Words that are so simple
Don’t require no thought
Stir up my emotions
With pathos fraught
Yeah, I sing them
Over many times
All I ask is
That the verses rhyme
I-I, I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That this is worshipping
The second verse is kind of
Like the other one
Mindless repetition
Can be pretty fun
I just love this feeling
Flooding over me
Yeah, it’s warm and fuzzy
It’s kind of dreamy
When I stand here
Hands up in the air
With my eyes closed
I ain’t got a care
I-I, I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That this is worshipping
When I stand here
Hands up in the air
With my eyes closed
I ain’t got a care
I-I, I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That this is worshipping
I-I, I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That this is worshipping
I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m hooked on a feeling*
* Repeat until you just can’t stand it anymore.
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#1 || 10·09·01··11:58 || persis
I heard a song that has 7 words (possibly 8 but it's hard to tell with the lack of enunciation) repeated 16 times with the same melody. I counted the repeats to keep my brain from melting.
#2 || 10·09·01··16:18 || Garry Weaver
Shoot a monkey!If my song leader finds this, we'll be singing it in Church tonight...
#3 || 10·09·01··19:05 || Betsy Markman
Horribly good. Or wonderfully awful. Or something like that. Unfortunately, it's also tragically realistic.
Just imagine the songs we'll get to sing in Heaven...
#4 || 10·09·02··10:01 || Daniel
You know me, I prefer haiku:
Eyes closed. Hands up. Sway.
Doesn't matter what we say.
No conviction. Yay!
#5 || 10·09·02··15:14 || David
Daniel, I think you meant:
Eyes closed. Hands up. Sway.
Doesn’t matter what we say.
No conviction. Yay!
(repeat)
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