1.30.2009

Kevin McCallister lives!

Seeing as I'm learning to play the guitar, I figured I'd go ahead and just skip most of the learning process and start writing my own songs. Here's the first one: "Christmas Vacation" or "What I did with my first afternoon after losing my job."



Yeah........I know.

Anyway, the lyrics go a little something like this:

Chorus:
Kevin you're what the French call le incompetant
Kevin, you're such a disease
Look what you did you little jer
Did anyone order me a plain cheese pizza?

I don't want to sleep with Fuller, he wets the bed
Fine we'll put Fuller somewhere else
Kevin get upstairs, I am upstairs you dummy
I made my family disappear

Buzz I'm going through all your private stuff
You better come out and pound me
Buzz's girlfriend, woof
Guys I'm eating junk and watching rubbish

I'm gonna give you to the count of 10
To get your ugly, yellow, no good keister off my property
1, 2, 10
Keep the change you filthy animal

This is it, don't get scared now
I'm the man of the house I have to defend it
Marv, where are your shoes
Harry, why the hell are you dressed like a chicken

Repeat Chorus

Pretty amazing I know.

4 comments:

Anna said...

don't quit your day job, man. oh, wait.. crap... sorry. we miss you!

wrecklessgirl said...

BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

seriously. funny.
and brings it all back for me.

especially my favorite part:
you're what the french call les incompentante.

ps. did you quit your job?

Chanel M. said...

I enjoyed this more than you'll ever know. And to think some people say the unemployed are a drain on society!

Please tell me there is a jam session in our near future. I do have a friend in from Bermuda this week so I'm trying to rally people for Casbah on Wednesday night; let me know if you're in.

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