Musical Interlude

In light of the school shootings in Cleveland, I thought this song would be appropriate:



Sing along, everybody:
The Kingsmen came together in a garage. They could hardly even play.
But they practiced night and day
And pretty soon they got to where they could really play
That song Louie, Louie
So, they saved up all the money from the shows,
Went in to one of them studios
And gave their version of the song Louie, Louie a try

Now, I don't know the words to that song Louie, Louie
And I'm pretty sure the singer for the Kingsmen didn't know ‘em either,
If he did know ‘em he didn't get ‘em right on the record 'cause on the record they sound completely jumbled in his jaws:

"Me think of me girl oh so constantly
Ahmayaaah makaaaah aahh ooohoooh aaaaah"

Well, that last part scared everybody from the PTA to the FBI
You see, the kids had been going kind of crazy lately
And it seemed like nobody could figure out why,
So they decided to form a coalition,
Launch an investigation
You know for the children, they at least had to try
To figure out the words to Louie, Louie

It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singin' along to that star spangled bummer,
Hail, hail rock and roll

You know, Marilyn Manson’s real name is not Marilyn Manson,
He's a skinny public high school Kid from Ohio,
He's not some monster from out of this world.
And like of a lot other skinny long hair public high school kids
He was sick of getting beaten up by the pulling guard all week
Only to go out on the weekend, and watch the quarterback get all the girls

So he formed a band.

He gets a lotta chicks now.

They're weird chicks

But they're chicks.

A few years later a couple of latchkey kids go tragically mad
And everybody's standing around the television store at the mall trying to figure out what went wrong.

This guy says:
You think the life of a kid goin' to high school around here could've gotten so bad?
The other guy goes nah,
It's just the words to one of them goddamn Marilyn Manson songs,
You know which one I'm talkin' about.

It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singin' along to that star spangled bummer,
Hail, hail rock and roll

You know, every ten years or so our country and some other little country,
We start firing all of our newest weapons at each other
For some reason or another, right or wrong,
Like it or not, it does happen, and when it happens
People get shot and when people get shot,
They show it on TV a lot
Every night at six o clock
And you don't even have to be eighteen to see it
You don't even have to be in first grade,
First grade where they teach the kid pride
They tell him he'll need to thrive,
In a world where only the strong will survive,
So he's taught the art of more
To compare to and to keep score
Monday thru Friday while he stares at the floor
'Til Sunday they make him go to school once more
Only this time they make him wear a suit and a tie
And listen to some guy who claims to know Where people go when they die
Tell him that only the meek are gonna inherit the earth
Well shit!
By this time the kid doesn't know what anything is worth
Now brothers and sisters I am only one guy
And I don't even know the words to that song Louie, Louie
But I can tell you right now without batting an eye
That the next time some latchkey kid goes wrong
It ain't gonna be cause that Eminem gets to say the word Fag in his song
Or because anybody gets to say anything in a song.
And I'm not trying to preach to ya either,
I'm just trying to sing to ya too
You know work my way up to San Francisco

Hey kids...
Lets get it on,
Lets get it on

yeharr