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 Posted:   Nov 20, 2019 - 1:25 PM   
 By:   DOGBELLE   (Member)

Here's a song based on a really, really old one. I took Ernest Tubb's song and modified it to a crime scene song.

"Chalking the Floor Around You" - to the tune of "Walking the Floor Over You" (Tubb)

Chalking the Floor Around You

I'm chalkin’ the floor around you
Someone shot you dead, that is true
The Cops, they are a-searchin’ for the slugs
That passed on thru
Chalkin’ the floor around you.

Did you say something you shouldn’t say
That made someone blow you away
Or did you step over the line
Push someone too far, act too unkind
I hope that your killer, soon we’ll will find.

I'm chalkin’ the floor around you
Someone shot you dead, sad, but true
Yeah, the place is sure a dad-blamed mess
A big fight must have ensued.
Chalkin’ the floor around you.

Was it a drug deal that went bad
It sure looks like someone just went mad.
Well, we’re pickin’ up the pieces for
Some evidence we can use,
Chalkin’ the floor around you.

I'm chalkin’ the floor around you
Why would someone do this to you?
The Cops, they are a-searchin’ just in
Case we missed some clue
Chalkin’ the floor around you.


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I drive the van to the scene. I pull up to the chalk line.
I stop to have a chat with you. "are you done ?' I ask?
You nod your head. So me and my assistant get the gurney.
We cross the calk line. A crowd gathers. I take your head in my hands, close your eyes.
We place you in the gurney and wheel to the Van. We place your body in the back of the Van.
It starts to rain, I turn on the wipers. I back up away from the chalk line.
The Van moves forward down the back alley. It's Raining hard now, people hurry for cover.
The calk washes away, down the gutter into the storm drain.
Who-?
what-?
why-?
I just drive the Van.
You just chalk an outline.

 
 Posted:   Nov 21, 2019 - 4:06 AM   
 By:   jackfu   (Member)

Jackfu, for the last few days I have put this topic into the search engine and get nothing but "Error."
Glad you found it.


Yes, Joan, I did a google search, just typing in FSM Poets, then you have to login again.

Now you certainly did a very creative take on the Tubbs' song. Don't know how you do it, but I admire your skills. Great rhymes too.

Thank you, Joan, I'm very glad you enjoyed it! smile

 
 Posted:   Nov 21, 2019 - 4:08 AM   
 By:   jackfu   (Member)

I drive the van to the scene. I pull up to the chalk line.
I stop to have a chat with you. "are you done ?' I ask?
You nod your head. So me and my assistant get the gurney.
We cross the calk line. A crowd gathers. I take your head in my hands, close your eyes.
We place you in the gurney and wheel to the Van. We place your body in the back of the Van.
It starts to rain, I turn on the wipers. I back up away from the chalk line.
The Van moves forward down the back alley. It's Raining hard now, people hurry for cover.
The calk washes away, down the gutter into the storm drain.
Who-?
what-?
why-?
I just drive the Van.
You just chalk an outline.


Very nice, Mr. Dogbelle, awesome stuff! wink

 
 Posted:   Nov 21, 2019 - 10:51 AM   
 By:   jackfu   (Member)

I hope I don't upset anyone, I know how important Maestro Morricone's score for The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly is. I so love the scene with Tuco and his brother, Padre Ramirez and it always gets me at the things Tuco seemed to want to say but could not. With that in mind and apologies to anyone offended, here are some lyrics I wrote for the scene. I hope you like them.

"A Brother's Lament" To the tune of Padre Ramirez (Morricone)

A Brother's Lament

I love you, my brother, but we never got along,
And you chose the right path, while I chose the wrong.
For I hurt the ones who loved me, as I thought of no one, but me
But I can’t undo the things that I’ve done wrong.

So much time has passed since we last met so long ago,
And I’ve missed you, yet I think that we both know
Though it seems we can’t be friends, we never know how things will end
Do you think there might be a chance to start again?

Though you’ll never understand it, I do hope you know
I wish things were different between me and you
How I long to say these things to you, but just how I have no clue
For I’ve set my course and now, I have to go.

 
 
 Posted:   Nov 21, 2019 - 1:32 PM   
 By:   joan hue   (Member)

Jackfu, don’t know why anyone would mind your words to that score. To put lyrics, and your lyrics are very good, to a piece of music that has no words, is amazing and very creative. And of course, the words fit the narrative.



CHRISTMAS

So Christmas Time is here.
Drink eggnog not some beer.
Tinsel and presents galore.
But shopping is often a bore.
Cut down a nice pine tree.
Red and green lights for me.

No Wait.

To charities we should give
for hungry children to live.
Perhaps we should remember
on the 25th of December,
it’s time to stop all greed,
and grant all nations God speed.


“And wars would never start.”



 
 Posted:   Nov 24, 2019 - 9:12 AM   
 By:   DOGBELLE   (Member)

Jackfu, don’t know why anyone would mind your words to that score. To put lyrics, and your lyrics are very good, to a piece of music that has no words, is amazing and very creative. And of course, the words fit the narrative.



CHRISTMAS

So Christmas Time is here.
Drink eggnog not some beer.
Tinsel and presents galore.
But shopping is often a bore.
Cut down a nice pine tree.
Red and green lights for me.

No Wait.

To charities we should give
for hungry children to live.
Perhaps we should remember
on the 25th of December,
it’s time to stop all greed,
and grant all nations God speed.


“And wars would never start.”

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This in line with your thoughts

John Lennon - So This Is Christmas

So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun

And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong

And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

And so this is Christmas
And what have we done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun

Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

War is over over
If you want it
War is over
Now





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 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 2:20 AM   
 By:   Tall Guy   (Member)

Now it’s pretty much settled for good or ill, here’s a tribute to the EU courtesy of The Eagles. And it’s supposed to amuse, not to make any huge political statement...

On a dark Belgian highway
Smell of frites in my hair
Stopping off along the way
For some moules mariniere
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
It was the Charlemagne Building
(No hubris there, right?)

We tried to join in the sixties
They twice resisted the call
We were given the bum’s rush
By old Charlie de Gaulle
Then they thought better of it
And they cleared the way
We signed the Treaty of Accession
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the European Union
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
With a Brussels base
Plenty of votes in the European Union
You can have your say (you can have your say)
But never get your way.

Don’t get me wrong we love Europe
With their wide boulevards
Ninety-six kinds of sausage
And their EHIC cards
How they drink without fighting
Smoke their pot in the street
And that subtle red lighting
Shows the girls off a treat

Their cuisine is delightful
All the cheese and the wine
But you know where your limits are
You have to draw the line
And still those voices are calling from over the sea
Wake me up in the middle of the night
And they say to me

Welcome to the European Union
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Franco-German space
Free movement of people in the European Union
You can leave your town (you can leave your town), watch it falling down.

Macron in the Élysée, Merkel in the Reichstag
They know if they gave a free vote,
Then the clocks would turn back
Back to being just a market
With a few palms to be greased
But they fix us with their steely eyes
And you just can’t kill the beast

After the big referendum, we were heading
for the door
We just wanted the common market, that we really signed up for.
Relax said Monsieur Juncker
We are programmed to receive
Sign Article 50 whenever you like
But you can never leave.

(guitar solo)

 
 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 8:06 AM   
 By:   joan hue   (Member)

TG, I am gobsmacked by your lengthy poem. I think I understand most of your European references. To write a poem this long that even rhymes shows major talent. (And a lot of insight into current issues.) Thanks for sharing this.

 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 9:38 AM   
 By:   dtw   (Member)

Ha, marvellous TG. And on the tune of one of my favourite songs.

 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 9:41 AM   
 By:   Mr. Marshall   (Member)

Boris Johnson?
Really, Brits?!

 
 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 10:07 AM   
 By:   Tall Guy   (Member)

Thanks - it was a while in gestation but I didn’t want to release it into the wild before our election. And I can’t reply to Bruce without risking the thread!

 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 12:13 PM   
 By:   Mr. Marshall   (Member)

Thanks - it was a while in gestation but I didn’t want to release it into the wild before our election. And I can’t reply to Bruce without risking the thread!

Not sure where you stand but.....superb potterywink

 
 Posted:   Dec 14, 2019 - 12:18 PM   
 By:   Mr. Marshall   (Member)

I'm reviving a lost limerick with a slight alteration


There was an old man named Ford Thaxton
He wasn't well liked, that's a FACT son
The along came another
Who wasn't his brother
Our dear departed friend , Charles Thaxton

 
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