Sunday, June 21, 2009

Weekly Challenge #4-Lyrics by...

Here's my submission for this week's challenge which was to write a song about the Not'cho Ordinary Nachos. I have less than zero talent musically so there will be no YouTube video of me singing this...ever. But you can pop in Queen's Greatest Hits and turn on Bohemian Rhapsody, then sing along with my amended Nacho lyrics.

Not’cho Rhapsody

Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-
Caught in the nachos-
No escaping from all the meat-
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and breathe-
I’m just so hungry, I need no sympathy-
Because I just want some Nachos,
With pulled pork and jalapeƱos,
Anyway the smoke blows, it just makes me very hungry,
Hungry

Mama, just ordered food,
I asked for the Nachos,
Not’Cho Ordinary ones,
Mama, lunch had just begun,
But now I don’t know if I want Brisket-
Mama ooo,
Didn’t mean to choose just one-
If I’m not back at Famous Dave’s tomorrow-
Have the Beef, have the Beef Brisket on the Nachos-

So great, my lunch has come,
Sends shivers down my spine-
Tummys happy all the time,
Nachos for everybody-But Ive got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind but I’ll return-
Mama ooo- (any way the smoke blows)
I dont want to leave,
I sometimes wish I never had to leave at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Famous Dave, Famous Dave will you make me the Nachos-
Wilbur Beans and Chili-very very exciting me-
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo Nachos-magnifico-
But Im just so hungry and nobody feeds me-
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-
Spare him his life from being Nacho-free-
Nachos come Nachos go-,They’re all mine and Nat’chos-
Give us some! no-,I will not give you some-give them some-
Give us some! I will not give you some-give them some
Give us some! I will not give you some-give them some
Will not give you some-give them some
Will not give you some-give them some
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia, I don’t want to give them some-
Besides I already put Devil Spit on for me, for me, for me-
So you think you can starve me, Devil Spit in my eye-
So you think you can feed me and all is alright-
Oh baby-cant feed these to a baby-
Just gotta get back-just gotta get right back to there-

Nachos really matter,
Anyone can see,
Nachos really matter-,nachos really matter to me,

Any way the smoke blows....

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