Showing posts with label Duran Duran. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Duran Duran. Show all posts

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Repo

(to the song Rio)

Driving down the road at night,
He's skillfull and precise
Checking out the houses,
And then turning off his lights
With a glance to the left and a look to the right,
He's the man they all detest
He's just there on business,
No offense, you're repossessed.

His game is repo,
And he's working for the man
When payments dry up,
He will come to take your van.
If you get angry,
Just calm down and understand.
Oh repo, repo makes you change your travel plans.

No one is out of reach,
Yes, you've seen this on TV
Four hundred million cars
From sea to shining sea
When times get tough, and the jobs are few
This line of expertise
Could be right for you

The game is repo,
You'd be working for the man
It's economics,
A new 401K plan.
If you're not working,
You could call your congressman.
Or you could repo, and then meet market demand.

Hey, that car's looking fat
See it sashay through your town
You begin to devise a repo disguise
This will be your demise, demise, demise
You took the chance
Illegal enterprise
A dumb thing
The blue lights are blinking
What were you thinking?
The handcuffs are clinking.

It's grand theft auto,
Now you're busted by the man
You tried to repo
And then kept the bank's sedan
The policeman smiles
Tossing you into the can
Illegal repo breaks the laws of our great land

Your cellmate's Clio
He's a muscle mass of man
He will protect you
Let him make you his Roxanne
Oh repo, repo would have been a better plan
Instead your doing time and selling contraband.
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©2009 Warren Baker
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Friday, May 29, 2009

Likely in the Woods

(to the tune Hungry Like the Wolf)
My elbows are bent, and the knees are apart
The head is centered, my friends cringe in the cart
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
I swing so softly and the ball flies away
The sun it blinds me, turning day into grey
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

I divot the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
I hear a small sound, I hear it fall down.
And it’s likely in the woods.
I can’t take my time behind there’s a line
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.
This ball I won’t find, won’t walk through those vines
Cos’ it’s likely in the woods.
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Lost in the forest and no way to see
The brush is thicker than I’d like it to be
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
My friends are putting, saying just drop the ball
Determination enters before the fall
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

I crawl on the ground
You little ball I'm after you
I hear a strange sound. Is that a snake that I found?
And it’s likely in the woods.
I make a beeline to a cart that’s not mine
I cry that the snake will eat you too.
Mouth has gone dry, I’m shaking inside
No need to find what’s in the woods.

My ball is in the woods.
A snake is in the woods.
I won’t go in the woods.

Dropping the ball now I’ve seen it all
It bounces higher than it should
I hear that same sound. A ball rolling down
And it’s likely in the woods.
And here’s the rub as I throw out the clubs
I am ticked off, I’m feeling blue
In the lake they did fly, those clubs that weren't mine.
I was aiming at the woods.
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©2009 Warren Baker
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