Since Christmastime is upon us, many homeowners are decorating their homes with festive lights. Of course, Objectivist Morrissey, being a devotee of PURE REASON, has no truck with such fripperies and frivolities. There are no Christmas trees cheerfully illuminating the Gulch, kiddo... golden lights can't cheer up Objectivist Morrissey, but he's not against gold by any stretch of the imagination:
Golden coins, displaying my worth
Golden coins, I'm best man on Earth
Scorning poor folks
Gives me much mirth.
One in a million, a John Galt, a big boss
How dare you question my profit and your loss?
How dare you question my greed,
When it's much more noble than your need
Golden coins, displaying my worth
Golden coins, I'm best man on Earth
Scorning poor folks
Gives me much mirth.
I made my money, wheeling, dealing,
You, stupid moocher, accuse me of stealing.
Your regulations are raising my hackles,
They bind me surer than shackles.
Golden coins, displaying my worth
Golden coins, I'm best man on Earth
Scorning poor folks
Gives me much mirth.
Top tier titan, capital kingpin.
I seek the truth, Jack, with pure reason.
You hate my brains, and my guts, my success.
Your envy causes such distress.
Golden coins, displaying my worth
Golden coins, I'm best man on Earth
Scorning poor folks
Gives me much mirth.
This is a spoof of Golden Lights which featured vocals by the late, great
Kirsty MacColl (of course, she sang the female lead on the Greatest Christmas Song Ever, and I really have to do a future post on her and another one on her dad, folksinger Ewan MacColl, who -I did not know this- wrote First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, one of Roberta Flack's signature songs).
The song Golden Lights was originally recorded by 60's teen pop pixie Twinkle:
Cross posted, as always, at the gulch.
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I hadn't read about Kirsty MacColl before. Run over by some entitled heir in a yacht...man that stinks.
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I always think your songs are rap until I read you've put them to a song already out there!
So, I rap them in my head. :P
I'm sick of Christmas decorations already. I like the fairy lights but, that's about it.
((Hugs))
Laura
When I saw Midge Ure here in Milwaukee, Kirsty Maccoll was along to sing some.
Her solo albums are pretty good too. Here death was really fucking tragic; but even before that, the treatment she got from the music industry was just as bad.
Also, I knew she was singing on just about everybody's albums at the time, but I had no idea she sang on that Robert Plant song.
Not Off Topic, no!
Mr. bastard, making the past, the present
There are even containers of food, including a bowl with a wooden spoon still wedged into the contents, now analysed as nettle stew, which may have been a favourite dish in 1000BC
Even in the archaeology section of the newspaper, the comments get snarky. In the words of my aunt Helen "Fight you buggers, I hate peace"
Thanks, AK! Good to know I am keeping an ancient tradition alive.
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