Sunday, September 25, 2016

Cold Blooded (Cold Hearted - Paula Abdul)

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along, and then he'll use his fangs

Oh to pump, venom in their veins, oh

 

You're the one turnin' up the heat, anytime he needs it

But you turn it down and then he's off and sunnin' in the road

You're the one with mice to eat, anything to feed him

Do you really think he wants to snuggle? He's just cold.

 

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along, and then he'll use his fangs

Oh to pump, venom in their veins, oh

 

It was only yesterday, he was out there slith'rin'

Then he met a python and his loyalty began to stray

All the world's a heating lamp, he's been sunning with her an'

When it comes to hunting, pythons take his breath away

 

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along, and then he'll use his fangs

Oh to pump, venom in their veins, oh

 

You could find a pet that's better, girl, he's an ectothermic guy

You deserve a fuzzy puppy, girl, he's c-cold as ice

Cold as ice, he's cold as ice, he's cold as ice

Stay away from him, girl

 

C-c-cold blooded

C-c-cold blooded snake

C-c-cold blooded

C-c-cold blooded snake

 

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along, and then he'll use his fangs

Oh to pump, venom in their veins, oh

 

He's got milky eyes, know what that implies

Gonna shed his skin, girl, don't let him win

 

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along, and then he'll use his fangs

Oh to pump, venom in their veins, oh

 

He's a cold blooded snake, can't thermoregulate

Oh oh, he'll just sit and wait

For his prey to come along

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Krypton Girl (Uptown Girl - Billy Joel)

(Yes, I am a nerd. I think we've established that by now. And I am a nerd who is really excited for the new season of Supergirl and who thinks Kara and Winn are adorable together. I'm not incredibly proud of some of the rhymes, but I got a rhyme for "Phantom Zone" that totally fits with the story so... I'm pleased.)


Krypton girl

She'd been living in her red sun world

And then destruction of her world began

and she was sent to care for Superman

 

That was the plan. But now he's all grown

'Cause she was stuck inside the Phantom Zone

She crashed on Earth, a normal life began,

And now she's working with an Earthling man

That's what I am

 

And she gets coffee and food for Cat Grant

Her sister was forced to kill Kara's aunt

 

She'll see I'm not so tough

Just because

I'm in love with a Krypton girl

You know I've seen her fly; she spins and twirls

She's getting sick of fighting Maxwell Lord

And all the aliens Fort Rozz once stored

She's getting bored

 

Krypton girl

You know I love it when her cape unfurls

If Jimmy Olsen's dating Lucy, then

She'll understand what kind of guy I've been

And then I'll Winn

 

And when she's flying

She's looking so fine

And I'm just sighing

I hope she'll be mine

 

She'll say I'm not so tough

Just because

I'm in love

With a Supergirl

She'd been living in her red sun world

As long as anyone from Krypton can

And now she's looking for an Earthling man

That's what I am

Friday, July 29, 2016

Byronic (Ironic - Alanis Morissette)

A poet turned thirty-six

He fought an army, and died the next day

It's a rabid dog who's passing away

It's a deformity; a foot with a crick

Isn't it Byronic, don't you think



It's inspiring Prometheus Unbound

It's a pet bear when they don't allow hounds

It's waking up, being suddenly renowned

Who would've thought, it figures



Mr. Don Juan was not afraid to fly

He packed his suitcase and kissed Ada good-bye

She spent her whole damn life on numbers and code

She died at thirty-six and thought

"Well, that's not that old."

And isn't it Byronic, don't you think



It's walking in beauty, just like the night

It's all that's best of dark and light

It's your cousin's wife mellowed in tender light

Who would've thought, it figures



Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you

When you think everything's okay and everything's going right

And life has a funny way of helping you out when

You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up

In your face



A Maid of Athens stealing your heart

A Romantic movement, but ere we must part

It's like an epitaph to a dog you once had

It's meeting the girl of your dreams

And then learning you've got the same dad

And isn't it Byronic, don't you think

A little too Byronic, and yeah I really do think



It's walking in beauty, just like the night

It's all that's best of dark and light

It's your cousin's wife mellowed in tender light

So we'll go no more a roving



Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you

And life has a funny way of helping you out

Helping you out.

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Stuck in the TARDIS with You (Stuck In The Middle With You - Stealers Wheel)

(disclaimer: I don't know offhand if the Doctor was ever in danger of destroying ancient Rome. I needed the rhyme)


Well I don't know why I came here tonight,

I got the feeling that something ain't right,

I'm so scared that we'll get lost out in space,

And I'm wondering where you got that new face,

Oods to the left of me,

Daleks to the right, here I am,

Stuck in the TARDIS with you

 

Yes I'm stuck in the TARDIS with you,

And I'm wondering what it is I should do,

It's so hard to keep these secrets I know,

and I'm longing for some real Christmas snow,

Boe to the left of me, angels to the right,

Here I am, stuck in the TARDIS with you

 

Well you started out on Gallifrey,

you're sad that you're the last Time Lord,

Your assistants and companions

follow you through space and time

Allons-y, Allons-y

 

Trying to make some sense of it all,

But I can see that it makes no sense at all,

It's much bigger inside your police box,

and I want to cause a bad paradox

Cats to the left of me, Silence to the right,

Here I am, stuck in the TARDIS with you

 

Well you started out on Gallifrey

You stopped the Time War by yourself

And your friends, they're counting shadows,

You regenerate and say,

Allons-y, allons-y

 

Well I don't know why we came to the moon,

I got the feeling it's gonna hatch soon,

I'm so scared that we'll destroy ancient Rome,

And I'm wondering how I'll ever get home,

Veils to the left of me,

Sky fish to the right, here I am,

Stuck in the TARDIS with you,

Yes I'm stuck in the TARDIS with you,

Stuck in the TARDIS with you, here I am stuck in the TARDIS with you

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Opportunities (Let's Kill Adolf Hitler) (Opportunities (Let's Make Lots of Money) - Pet Shop Boys)

(I'm not generally the biggest fan of the Eleventh Doctor, but I quite enjoyed the episode Let's Kill Hitler, and Mels' line "You've got a time machine, I've got a gun; let's kill Hitler" had me humming Pet Shop Boys all day. Yes, I know, I'm a total nerd.)


I've got a gun, you've got a box

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

You've got a TARDIS, I've got a gun

Let's kill Adolf


I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks

My car is in a field, I'm afraid it doesn't work

I'm looking for a Doctor, to kill him is my aim

I'll answer your question, if you'll tell me your name


I've got a gun, you've got a box

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

You've got a TARDIS, I've got a gun

Let's kill Adolf Hitler


You can tell I'm educated, the Silence trained me well

An archaeologist, I'm locked up in a cell

I can handle any sonic, choose the perfect time

If you've got the police box, I have got the crime



Oh, there's a lot of opportunities

If you know when to take them, you know?

There's a lot of opportunities

If there aren't, you can make them

Make or break them


I've got a gun, you've got a box

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

Let's kill Adolf

Hitler


Now you're poisoned by my lipstick, from the Judas trees

I'll sacrifice my lives, now let's synch our diaries

I'm looking for a Doctor, regardless of how long

it takes. I'll marry him, because I'm River Song


Let's

(Got a gun)

Kill

(Got a TARDIS)

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

(Ooh Hitler)

(Let's)

You've got a box

(Kill)


I've got a gun

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

(Ooh Hitler)

I've got a gun

(Got a gun)

You've got a box

(Got a box)

Let's kill Adolf Hitler

(Ooh Hitler)

Hitler

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Making Radium (On the Radio - Donna Summer)

(Because, many historical anachronisms notwithstanding, I like to believe that Marie and Pierre Curie celebrated their Nobel Prize in Physics with a Donna Summer dance party. And yes, I know the prize wasn't technically for making radium, but more for the discovery of and work with radiation and that the Radium Girls weren't happening around that time. Don't think I don't care and obsess over scientific accuracy; I do, but sometimes a little bit of inaccuracy fits the song better.)


Someone won the Nobel Prize for making radium

And they'll get a medal made of gold

They must have overlooked my contributions and experiments

They said the laureates

were Pierre and Becquerel


Whoa You were mad, complained to them, and so they added me

Now I'll get a Nobel medal too

We can't go there in person; we're too busy working here in Pare-ee

But they're celebrating us, in Sweden for


making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa oh oh oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh


Now, now

Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our work

is being used to make all the watch faces glow

The girls who paint them ingest the radium, and they get sick

It causes pain and anemia, death and woe


Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah

And it made me feel proud when I heard you say

You couldn't find the elements by yourself

And now in my heart I know radiation's making me sick

But they're celebrating us, in Sweden for


making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa oh oh

making Radium


If you think that love can't be found making radium

Well come right in you may find an isotope

'Cause now I'm sitting here with my daughter and her Nobel Prize

They're celebrating us, in Sweden for


making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa, oh, oh

making Radium

Whoa oh oh

making Radium
 

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Last Sunday Night (Last Friday Night - Katy Perry)

(spoilers for The Walking Dead season 6 finale.)


90 minute Walking Dead

Lucille bashing in a head

Blood is all over the lens

Many people think it's Glenn's

Eeny Meeny Moe

This is such a violent show

Family lined up on their knees

This finale didn't please


Pictures of last week analyzed online to death

Oh well

It's a cliffhanger and it made me hold my breath

Damn


Last Sunday night

Carol's injured like we thought

Morgan finally took some shots

Watched his pretty pony trot


Last Sunday night

Yeah they tried a lot of roads

And their confidence erodes

During this whole episode


Last Sunday night

One of their skulls has been marked

Monologuing in the dark

Kind of loving Negan's snark


Last Sunday night

Yeah I think he broke a skull

But at least it wasn't dull-ull

ooh-ohh


This Sunday night

Fear The Walking Dead

This Sunday night

Fear The Walking Dead


Can't wait for the big reveal

Have to know who met Lucille

Point of view from in the truck

Enid's in a closet, stuck

Eugene got captured again

Father Gabe's a trusted friend?

Walkers chained up in a row

Maggie's sick; we got to go

(repeat ad infinitum)