Saturday, 21 March 2009

Reasons to be Cheerful

On my recent trip into the distant past, I reacquainted myself with Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3 *. It resurrected fond teenage memories of dubious eye make-up, cheap strong cider, puffing on the sly and being grateful to have survived the Mosh pit on a Saturday night with only minimal bruising. Obviously an altogether different proposition from that which I am currently experiencing. For those who have no idea what I am talking about or whose minds are permanently addled by excessive application of the above, here is a little reminder...

*Song considered explicit (not sure by whom), but probably only actually offensive if Cockney Rhyming Slang or similar happens to be your first language. Original Lyrics.


My recent personal circumstances have led to being regularly told to 'Count my Blessings' by an assortment of random individuals who generally have no idea.... about anything apparently (I must add that I have had any number of very supportive comments in which the phrase 'Buck up' did not figure). I have finally succumbed to their suggestion, if only to be able to proffer something whilst swiftly telling them to sod off. As 'Counting one's Blessings' seems to be a serious business, I am endeavouring to find 'Reasons to be Cheerful', a more frivolous and sunnier proposition altogether. If I factor in my almost pathological aversion to lists I kill two birds with one stone rather effectively. Result! This is my personal post-traumatic version of a classic, the creation of which has merely underlined the current level of vacuousness between my ears. Apologies in advance for some questionable rhymes. I only hope Ian Dury is not turning in his grave.

Why don't you get back into bed. (x 8)
Reasons to be Cheerful part 3,
1 2 3

A new day dawning, birdsong in the morning,
No more bloody snoring and cats,
Focussing on Karma, Barack Obama,
A bit of how's your father, bobble hats,

Django and Graffelli, Maclaine, Monroe, Minelli,
Picking up a penny, a well cut sleeve,
Messing on the water, my beautiful daughter,
Not doing what I oughta, Christmas Eve.

Wasting time on Twitter, no longer feeling bitter,
Slowly getting fitter, no more shrinks.
Larry, Moe and Curley, hanging with my girlies,
Always being early, forty winks.

Pobble minus digits, Philip always fidgets,
Working out web widgets, the Quangle Wangle Quee
Ramones, the Kinks and Strummer, a long hot summer,
At last I've found a plumber, a cup of tea.

Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3. (x 3)
Reasons to be Cheerful, 1 2 3

Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3

Cream cheese and salmon, wit instead of Mammon
Bifidus ActiRegularis

Form follows function, playing 'Up the junction',
Using a Conjunction.
Delaunay and Kandinsky, Maclary and Malinki,
Wearing something slinky.

Breakfast at Tiffany's, a personal epiphany,
Côte d'Azur not Brittany.
Tiddley poms and Heffalumps, Louboutins not ballet pumps,
Happy dreams, not things that bump.

Springtime and daffodils, at last an end to winter chills,
Remembering to pay the bills.
Imacs and internet, an entertaining soubriquet,
Living life without regret.

Coffee coffee coffee, coffee coffee coffee,
Coffee coffee coffee.

Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3 (x 3)
Reasons to be Cheerful, 1 2 3

Yes yes, dear dear, perhaps next year,
Or maybe even never.
In which case....

Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3 (x 3)
Reasons to be Cheerful, 1 2 3.

Reasons to be Cheerful, part 3 (x 3)
Reasons to be Cheerful, 1 2 3.



12 comments:

Mrs Trefusis... said...

I so love this! It made me really cheerful to read it. Not least for clever, creative you! And love the rhyming of 'karma' with 'obama' x

mothership said...

Absolutely BRILLIANT! I love it. Great lyrics, made me feel like laughing out loud and also behaving inappropriately for my age which is always to be welcomed. Now waiting for Youtube video. Think there is definite audience for this - I can knock up some kind of backing track for you (samples plus crazy beats) then you put on your Leboutins and some wicked eye makeup and be the video diva you always knew you were. Now's the time!

Red Shoes said...

Found you through one of these other lovely lady's blogs (can't recall whose just now) and think your writing voice is pure and lovely. You are in there.

Coffee coffee coffee, coffee coffee coffee,
Coffee coffee coffee.


Amen amen.

Also, we have such similar haircuts, see?

Late Developer said...

Profuse apologies about tardiness regarding thanks, had to lie down for a week with dodgy rhymes circulating in head, can only just face blog again...

Mrs T, as initiator of my blogging struggle, your support is as always appreciated, frankly I am in awe.

Mothership, I find inappropriate behaviour liberating, benefit of being our age is that no-one notices. Youtube concept tempting, but I'd probably break my neck.

Cassandra, (previous post) loved your song.

Red Shoes, I'm speechless, thank you. Good hair!

Mrs Trefusis... said...

http://mrstrefusis.blogspot.com/2009/04/gratitude.html

I gave you an award for being such a lovely blogger

xxx

Nora Johnson said...

Congratulations on your award from the inestimable Mrs Trefusis!

Looking forward to all yr future posts,

Nora

Nora Johnson said...

Btw just popped back to say 'thank you' for being a follower of my humble blog! Hugely flattering and very much appreciated!

Nora

Anonymous said...

MORE PLEASE>

mothership said...

WHERE ARE YOU?????!!!!!!

Late Developer said...

My apologies for a lack of recent posts, I am visiting my family in Singapore with small one and as I am sure you can appreciate finding time to write is challenging to say the least! The ancient parental PC is also a bit of a nightmare.

Mothership Thank you for bothering x

I will be back next week with yet more drivel, thank you for waiting

mothership said...

so? It is next week and we are waiting.
your WV is PLIABLY

MandiM said...

Wonderful wonderful, wonderful!

Thanks for reminding me of the late great Ian Dury, who – though no stranger to suffering – found enough causes for happiness to inspire a memorable (at least to me) song that is a bitter-sweet hymn to the little things that make it worth getting out of bed in the morning.

So, if you don't mind, and ever so humbly, here are some of my "Reasons to be cheerful":

Freshly brewed Darjeeling,
tanning without peeling,
finding you appealing
to touch.

Spending pocket money,
hot crumpets with honey,
feeling rather funny,
and toast.

Singing in the shower,
turning up the power,
the smell of a fresh flower
in May.

Acting rather silly,
gilding up the lily,
laughing willy-nilly
at jokes

A bunch of yellow tulips,
a dash of mint julep,
thinking about your lips
to kiss.