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Sad Cypress?

Song: “Come away, come away, death” 


(from Twelfth Night)

Come away, come away, death,

    And in sad cypress let me be laid.

Fly away, fly away, breath;

    I am slain by a fair cruel maid.

My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,

             O, prepare it!

My part of death, no one so true

         Did share it.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet,

    On my black coffin let there be strown.

Not a friend, not a friend greet

    My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.

A thousand thousand sighs to save,

             Lay me, O, where

Sad true lover never find my grave,

             To weep there!


The La, Lala La Song (written in 10-minutes)

10-minutes to write a song.

Ten minutes is all I have

Chord FMaj

No longer than that

Chord GMaj

So what can I do?

Chug on F5

I need to get a chorus

That makes the listener want to sing along

That makes the listener sing along

Even when the song has long gone.

F5 Chord stops.

FMaj strum

Just another la, lala la song

La, lala la

This is just another seeking credibility with a sing-a-long chorus song

La, lala la

La, lala la

La, lala la


Lala la!

Repeat chorus lots sometimes muting the chords or using staccato strumming.

And end on an FMaj

The audience obviously joins in with lots of lalalaing.

The song fades out and then fades back in again

There is only one intro and verse and the rest is just chorus.

The B-side is the song played backwards (no Satanic messages to be heard).

Also there is a version that is in a foreign language – although it is very poorly translated and only the chorus works as it does in English.

The title is The La, Lala La Chorus Song

It is going to be a top 10 (million million) selling single (7”).

You – a song about cheese.

You – a song about cheese

In C/G/D as usual, possibly minor chords as it is a sad song.

You, remind me of cheese

in fact, everything reminds me of cheese,

because, I’m hungry, Louise.

And, I know your name is Jane;

but, for a rhyme I went insane,

and hunger is a tease

when all you can think about is…

cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese

cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese,


This may sound slightly familiar.

If you go down to the words today,

you had better go under a pseudonym.

If you jot down a few words today,

what message will you include in ‘em?

For every word you write is unique

depending upon the order you seek

for today’s the day that writers will hone their technique.

Elle Devait Partir (une chanson)

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(Sung slowly and sadly in a French accent)

One day

She left Paris

And went to Marseille;

She couldn’t stay,

She just had to get away.
The times were tough

To move was rough

But rougher still,

If she’d had to stay.
In June ’40

Elle devait partir

À Marseille

Upon a day.

NB this came to me whilst watching ‘Who Do You Think You Are’ the episode with Jane Asher seeking information about her ancestors.

Last Night…


Last night a DJ saved my life.
I shall be forever indebted to that dinner jacket; old and shabby as it is.

Last night my dog ate my dinner;
So, I ate the dog’s –
I can see why he would have wanted to eat mine.

Last night I said these words to my girl: effusive, lateral, spacious and collateral – now she’s not talking to me.

Last night in the middle of the day
Two dead boys went out to play back-to-back games of Hide & Seek
They agreed to meet same time same place some time last week.

The Hat(s) Song (a little tit-fer-tat ditty)

Because life is short and hats are fun G:)