Ireland's 2008 Eurovision Entry

Following on from my previous post on this and the incessant barracking from Gerry, here is a song which I'm convinced would take Ireland back to the top of the Eurovision. Except that the tune is robbed..damn, blasted rules.

Let this warm yer cockles...

To the tune of "Your Beautiful" by James Blunt

Song Title: She wants a yacht (in Spain)

My wifes a prossie
My wifes a whore
She sells her body
Thats for sure

She smiled at him on the subway
It was another man
She went with him, to get his cash
'Cause shes got a plan

She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
I cant afford it, on my salary
And she knows just want to do
To get that yacht for two

She caught another eye
As she walked on by
It was plan by her face that the price
Would be high
But I hope, she wont see him again
As they shared a moment and she got crabs again

She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
I cant afford it on my salary
And she knows just want to do
To get that yacht for two

She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
There must be another way, to get her yacht
As Im so sick of her sleaze
And all those sexual disease

Are you in the wrong career?

Have you ever thought you were in the wrong career? Ever sat down and said "Fuck, what am I doing with my life?" and consider handing in your resignation to the boss? Ever take the time to see what you SHOULD be doing?

I do. All the time. I'm convinced I'm in the wrong industry but the problem is that what I should be doing, there aint really a market for it - or rather its taken up by one man..."Weird Al" Yankovic.

Yes. I have a knack of hearing a song a few times and then creating hilarious new words for said song. I usually test this out on my wife who is not only amused by my lyrics but also taken aback by the content. Which is usually very crude and MTV could only put on after South Park. I never write down these lyrics as I listen to the radio when in the shower, driving or doing something for which I cant be arsed to run and get paper to jot them down.

I can't give you a specific example of my now legendary side-splitting songs, but if this blog ever stops and you see a new parody artist in the charts you will know what happened. In the meantime I better keep on getting money for bills. And thinking of what I should be doing.