Topic: "My House of Cards"

Happy Mardi Gras!  This little ditty is guaranteed to leave your fingers weak and your voice very sore by the end - - so, hold a cold beer to ease that joint pain and then slowly pour the contents down your parched throat to ease hoarseness.

Should pain in joints and throat continue, administer another cold beer.  Continue self-medication regimen until Rex & Comus meet at Melpomene & St. Charles.
[SONG]
{t:My House of Cards}
{st:by, James McCormick, February 19, 2007}
{c:A 3-chord, fiery-eyed, full-bore, howling, thrashing, stomping folkie rant . . .}

[C]Earthquakes floods and sandstorms, hoof and mouth di-[F]sease
Desparados [C]on the prowl like swarms of hungry [G]fleas
[C]Hurricanes and ice burgs don't give us any [F]proof
Marauding ants and [C]vipers are [G]coming through the [C]roof
. . . .
[F]Pestilence tornados seeping toxic [C]waste
[F]Mudslides, locusts, [C]raining toads and predatory [G]beasts
[C]Lava flows, choking ash, and that pesky rancid [F]goo
Teeming rats and [C]rabid bats are [G]coming after [C]you.
{soc}
I've [F]built my little house of cards upon the shifting [C]sands
A [F]monument to fu-[C]tility made with my own two [G]hands
[C]Some folks say I'm crazy, it's ludicrous they [F]say
But I'll stay right here and [C]build again, 'Cos it's [G]home sweet home to [C]me! . . .
{eoc}
[G]Oh, [C]cataclysmic cyclones, radiation by de-[F]grees
Serve me up a [C]nice warm jug of progress if you [G]please
[C]Stoke the fires and rev it up, the market must be [F]free
To flood the shelves with [C]plastic crap that [G]no one really [C]needs
. . . .
In-[F]somnia and depression with high blood pressure [C]too
[F]Intersecting [C]vectors are a-homing in on [G]you
Just [C]gouge another landfill and stack it up so [F]high
Don't bug me with no [C]questions about [G]who or how or [C]why.
{soc}
Oh I [F]love my little house of cards built on the shifting [C]sands
A [F]monument to fu-[C]tility made with my own two [G]hands
[C]Some folks say I'm crazy, there's a price I'm sure to [F]pay
But I'll stay right here and [C]build again, 'Cos it's [G]home sweet home to [C]me!
{eoc}
[G]Oh, [C]chop it down and grind it up then pave it with con-[F]crete
Without sufficient [C]parking that view just ain't com-[G]plete
[C]Who needs real happiness when we got so much to [F]sell
Some day it might be [C]worth some bucks, 'I'll [G]keep it, what the [C]hell!'
. . . .
[F]Mini-storage lockers sprawling far and [C]wide
[F]Crammed to the gills with [C]flotsam and jetsam in-[G]side
[C]Factories squeezin' widgets out, just make 'em cheap and [F]fast
This package it's de-[C]signed to sell, hey [G]it ain't meant to [C]last
{soc}
Oh I [F]love my little house of cards built on the shifting [C]sands
A [F]monument to fu-[C]tility made with my own two [G]hands
[C]Some folks say I'm crazy, it'll tumble down they [F]say
But I'll stay right here and [C]build again, 'Cos it's [G]home sweet home to [C]me!
{eoc}
[G]Oh, [C]bar codes in our babies, and radios in our [F]pets
We got GPS re-[C]ceivers to tell us which way's [G]West
[C]Mass-produced collectibles and sentimental [F]schlock
Pills in rainbow [C]colors to [G]stiffen up your [C]cock
. . . .
Full-[F]spectrum communications anywhere you [C]roam
[F]Gizmos that are [C]obsolete before you get 'em [G]home
[C]Luxury gourmet cruises for flabby-assed buf-[F]foons
Galley-hands from [C]third-world lands packed [G]fourteen to a [C]room
{soc}
Oh I [F]love my little house of cards built on the shifting [C]sands
A [F]monument to my [C]vanity made with my own two [G]hands
[C]Some folks say I'm crazy, it's gonna just wash a-[F]way
But I'll stay right here and [C]build again, 'Cos it's [G]home sweet home to [C]me!
{eoc}
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Re: "My House of Cards"

Hello James,


This is Igor, Roger is resting after playing  "My House of Cards" six times on the trot to amuse me, so I am replying on his, and my, behalf.


I found a thigh-slapping, foot-stompin, yeehaw style that I have been trying to get him to use for ages and it worked for your song just great. The words are amusing and we have had a grand time this afternoon, thanks to you.


Talk to you again soon


Igor (pp Roger)

"Do, or do not; there is no try"