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Parents, be mindful of the lullabies you sing to your children. They pick up more than you might think.

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Date: 2008-01-12 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mistersmearcase.livejournal.com
I hate kids but that's hilarious.

I have to admit I was perversely curious to hear a ?-year-old (they all look the same to me until about 18) sing "You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot..." but it didn't come to that.

Date: 2008-01-12 06:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mistersmearcase.livejournal.com
Did you see the video a few months or years ago with a little girl going on this weird, profanity-laced political tirade? I would try to link it but I don't even know what to put in the youtube search window to find it. It was funny and weird and disturbing.

Date: 2008-01-12 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mistersmearcase.livejournal.com
Oh hm except I'm better than I thought. Though on second viewing, it is hardly profanity-laced. Just sprinkled.

Young Geoffrey Conflicted!

Date: 2008-01-12 05:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ed-rex.livejournal.com
While watching that, there was a little voice in the back of my head telling me I should feel dirty for taking such pleasure in that. Especially because, with the others, I was disappointed she didn't reach the "scumbag" and "maggot" bits.

Ah well. The kid holds a tune better than most her age, too.

Date: 2008-01-12 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] northbard.livejournal.com
I like how, when she forgot how to say "NYPD choir", she went back to the start of the stanza, picking it up at the upswing.

Also, I wanted to see how she handled "Lying there almost dead on that drip in that bed"

Kid's a natural..

Date: 2008-01-12 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] northbard.livejournal.com
oh...and EEEEEEE!!! KEWT!!

Date: 2008-01-12 10:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bike4fish.livejournal.com
I would sing this to my kids (along with a cleaned up version of Barnacle Bill the Sailor) when they were young.

Torn a' Ma Goon

chorus:
He's torn a', ripped a', torn a' ma goon,
He's torn a', ripped a', torn a' ma goon,
He's torn a', ripped a', torn a' ma goon,
Did ever ye see sic an ill-trickit loon?

O the broon coo's broken oot an' eaten a' the corn,
The broon coo's broken oot an' eaten a' the corn,
O the broon coo's broken oot an' eaten a' the corn,
If she disnae eat it a' the day she'll eat it a' the morn.

O the black bu's broken oot an' bullied a' the kye,
The black bu's broken oot an' bullied a' the kye,
O the black bu's broken oot an' bullied a' the kye,
If he disnae bu' them a' the day he'll bu' them by and by.

O, she widna dae't, she widna dae't, she widnae dae't ava,
In the bed or oot the bed or up agin the wa',
O, but she did it on the pantry flair, the best ye ever saw --
She hotchit up her petticoat and cried, "Ca' awa!"

(Recorded by The Friends of Fiddler's Green on "This Side of the Ocean." Evil Canadians.)

Of course when my younger daughter was in first grade and the music teacher asked everyone to sing their favourite song, she blasted out with:

It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife,
we whalermen undergo,
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done
how hard the winds did blow,
For we're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds
with a good ship taut and free,
And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum
with the girls from old Maui.

CHORUS:
Rolling down to old Maui, me boys,
rolling down to old Maui,
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds,
rolling down to old Maui.

Once more we sail with the northerly gales
through the ice and wind and rain,
Them coconut fronds, them tropical shores,
we soon shall see again;
Six hellish months we've passed away
on the cold Kamchatka sea,
But now we're bound from the Arctic grounds,
rolling down to old Maui.

Once more we sail with the Northerly gales,
towards our island home,
Our whaling done, our mainmast sprung,
and we ain't got far to roam;
Our stuns'l's bones is carried away,
what care we for that sound,
A living gale is after us,
thank God we're homeward bound.

CHORUS

How soft the breeze through the island trees,
now the ice is far astern,
Them native maids, them tropical glades,
is awaiting our return;
Even now their big brown eyes look out,
hoping some fine day to see,
Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales,
rolling down to old Maui.

("Rolling Down to Old Maui", the Stan Rogers version, which I also sang to them at night. More Canadians. Almost as bad as the Irish.)

Date: 2008-01-12 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marnanel.livejournal.com
??! There's a clean version?

Date: 2008-01-13 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bike4fish.livejournal.com
"Open up now, you silly old cow", etc.

It did tax my inventive skills.

Date: 2008-01-12 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bike4fish.livejournal.com
See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barnacle_Bill

Oh, I sang them "Barrett's Privateers", too, but it only had "God damn them all" in the Chorus. A friend had a folk music radio show on WDET named "Staggers and Jags".

Then there's Garnet's Homemade Beer, about a brewing effort by Stan's brother, Garnet.

Date: 2008-01-12 01:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peterbilt-47.livejournal.com
Oh my god, what a little rock star.

Date: 2008-01-12 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marnanel.livejournal.com
My father used to sing us to sleep with rugby songs, which is why at a tender age I knew all the words of Haul 'Em Down You Zulu Warrior; I remember he did miss out certain words:

She walked into the water and she's got her ankles wet,
She walked into the water and she's got her ankles wet,
She walked into the water and she's got her ankles wet,
But she ain't got her [pause] wet yet.

Date: 2008-01-12 05:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theoldanarchist.livejournal.com

Hhrrrmmmmm... all I can see there is a gray box...

Date: 2008-01-15 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theoldanarchist.livejournal.com

Oh my god, I have to see that!

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