Hello! And how are you today? Bright and breezy? Cheeky and cheerful? Chipper? Top-notch? Super-duper? Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed? Full of sunshine? Rarin' to go? Full of ginger? Ready to face the day? Hunky-dory? In the swim? Peachy-keen? On the ball? Up to snuff? A-OK? Copacetic? Right on? Cooking with gas? Spiffy? All of those put together? None of the above? No matter, because, regardless, it's time for some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, tinker with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week it's Ritchie Valens' 1958 hit "La Bamba" (listen to Valens sing the song here, or watch the Los Lobos video from the film La Bamba here, or listen to British soul singer Dusty Springfield's spirited interpretation here, or listen to folk-rock band The Youngbloods do a flower-child version here, or listen to a quirky version by art-punk band Half Japanese here, or listen to a Bollywood interpretation of the song with Hindi lyrics called "Aashiq Deewana Hoon, Pagal Parwana Hoon" here, or listen to Weird Al's "Lasagna" parody here, or -- if you dare -- listen to a very screechy rendition by Alvin and the Chipmunks here). Enjoy.
You Are The Driver
You need to leave that night.
I am the spirit in me. I am coming to judge the world
you are the driver.
Online shop, but not yet.
HA HA, RRRRR!