Disclaimer: Don McLean's song is brilliant, and I'm not trying to steal
it. I know it belongs to him.
Author's Note: I wanted to try me hand at a "Giver" parody song, so here is
my version.
1 A long, long time ago, I can still remember
2 How that color used to make me frown
3 And I knew if I had the power
4 I'd help the people taste sweet and sour
5 And maybe they'd have feelings for awhile
6 But December had made my shiver
7 With every number they'd skip over
8 Bad news as I climbed the steps
9 I couldn't see if my parents wept
10 I can't remember if I lied
11 Whenever I felt their exalted pride
12 But something had touched me deep inside
13 The day my childhood died, so
Bye, Bye those Community lies
Rode my bike to the river
and the Annex went by
While good little girls
Were dreamin' 'bout their hair ties
Singin' this'd be the day that Gabe died.
This'd be the day that Gabe died.
Did you write the book of love,
And do you believe the Elders are doves
If the Rule Book tells you so,
Now do you believe in rocks and geese
And that music can save you from Release
And can you teach me
How to trance real slow
Well, I know that you did love her so
Because you couldn't bear to watch her go.
We both planned for my escape,
So I returned to my dwelling rather late.
I was a lonely Receiving Twelve-Nineteen,
From now to dawn there was time in between,
I moved so that I wouldn't be seen,
The day my childhood died, I started singing
(Repeat Chorus)
Now for ten years we've been on our own,
And moss grows thick on a standing stone,
But that's not how it used to be,
When the Speaker sang for the House of Old,
In a tunic covered in shadeless mold
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while Tens were looking down
The jester stole their shaggy crowns
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while the Sevens read a book on fax,
The Laborers toiled under their backs,
And we sang ditties in the dark,
The day my childhood died, we were singin'
(Repeat Chorus)
That's all for now, folks!
it. I know it belongs to him.
Author's Note: I wanted to try me hand at a "Giver" parody song, so here is
my version.
1 A long, long time ago, I can still remember
2 How that color used to make me frown
3 And I knew if I had the power
4 I'd help the people taste sweet and sour
5 And maybe they'd have feelings for awhile
6 But December had made my shiver
7 With every number they'd skip over
8 Bad news as I climbed the steps
9 I couldn't see if my parents wept
10 I can't remember if I lied
11 Whenever I felt their exalted pride
12 But something had touched me deep inside
13 The day my childhood died, so
Bye, Bye those Community lies
Rode my bike to the river
and the Annex went by
While good little girls
Were dreamin' 'bout their hair ties
Singin' this'd be the day that Gabe died.
This'd be the day that Gabe died.
Did you write the book of love,
And do you believe the Elders are doves
If the Rule Book tells you so,
Now do you believe in rocks and geese
And that music can save you from Release
And can you teach me
How to trance real slow
Well, I know that you did love her so
Because you couldn't bear to watch her go.
We both planned for my escape,
So I returned to my dwelling rather late.
I was a lonely Receiving Twelve-Nineteen,
From now to dawn there was time in between,
I moved so that I wouldn't be seen,
The day my childhood died, I started singing
(Repeat Chorus)
Now for ten years we've been on our own,
And moss grows thick on a standing stone,
But that's not how it used to be,
When the Speaker sang for the House of Old,
In a tunic covered in shadeless mold
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while Tens were looking down
The jester stole their shaggy crowns
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while the Sevens read a book on fax,
The Laborers toiled under their backs,
And we sang ditties in the dark,
The day my childhood died, we were singin'
(Repeat Chorus)
That's all for now, folks!