Help! I woke up with an irresistible urge to listen to musicals!
This happens at least once a year, usually right around this time. Bring on the musicals! Big, epic ones! I have an uncontrollable urge to rebel against society, expertly choreographed and set to upbeat music!
RENT, of course, is a long time favourite – but today, we’re reaching back a little further. In fact, update the war in question from Vietnam to Iraq, and this entire play suddenly has a lot of current relevance for something set almost 40 years ago.
Don’t mind me, I’m just getting in touch with my hippie roots. I’m also hairy high and low – don’t ask me why; don’t know.
ain’t got no home (so)
ain’t got no shoes (poor)
ain’t got no money (honey)
ain’t got no class (common)
ain’t got no scarf
ain’t got no gloves (cold)
ain’t got no bed (beat)
ain’t got no pot (busted)
ain’t got no faith (catholic)
ain’t got no mother (orphan)
ain’t got no culture (man)
ain’t got no friends (lucky)
ain’t got no schoolin’ (dumb)
ain’t got no shine
ain’t got no underwear (bad)
ain’t got no soap (dirty)
ain’t got no a-train
ain’t got no mind (lost it)
ain’t got no smokes (shit)
ain’t got no job (lazy)
ain’t got no work
ain’t got no coins
ain’t got no pennies (hustle)
ain’t got no girl (horny)
ain’t got no ticket
ain’t got no token (walk)
ain’t got no god (good)
ain’t got no grass (can’t take no trip)
ain’t got no acid (can’t blow my mind)
ain’t got no clothes (you’re full of puss)
ain’t got no pad (you’re full of piss)
ain’t got no apples (we got balls)
ain’t got no knife (can’t cut you up)
ain’t got no guns (we got bananas)
ain’t got no garbage (white trash)
ain’t got no draft card (burned it burned it burned it)
ain’t got no earth
ain’t got no fun
ain’t got no bike
ain’t got no pimples
ain’t got no trees
ain’t got no air
ain’t got no water
city banjo toothpicks shoelaces teachers football telephone records doctor brother sister uniforms machine guns airplanes air force germs
m-1 (bang bang bang)
m-2 (bang bang bang)
a bombs h bombs p bombs q bombs chinese checks hindus bindus italianos polacks germans youse jews ups and downs
vietnam johnson high school sex coffee books food scissors magazines news cigarettes hollywood tuesday weld burton-taylor pop art pop off popcorn popsicle andy warpop pop paper pop up popeye poppers england outer space astronauts jesus air air air air air air
I wonder what would happen if I listened to the above song and La Vie Boheme from RENT at the same time. I am fairly certain it would BLOW MY MIND!
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Brilliant! I can’t think of a better way to ward off the late-februaries than to go put on some musicals. Excuse me while I load up the iPod with some rockin’ Broadway tunez.
(Ooh! Also! I’ve recently discovered “Wicked” … and I think I recommended Avenue Q in the past. It’s funny. And disgustingly cheerful, too! Also, well, the Buffy musical episode. I actually bought the album… hee!)
… and once more, with feeling!
Easily the best Buffy episode, evar.
BTW, I’m not familir with Broadway showtunes. What’s a ‘bindu’?
I don’t think it’s a broadway thing – according to Wiki, a bindu is the dot worn as a third eye on Hindu women.
That Buffy episode was the first one I ever watched – I was an addict after it. Had a little catching up to do ..