I'll have to think about this. Again, I don't know you too well really. Aren't you the commie? Once known as Briks? Anything else?

Here's one for me.

To the tune of "Footloose"

Been workin' so hard,
Each journal I start:
More pressure, more work:
It's starting to hurt.

I got this feeling
My brain is gonna explode;
Crash through this ceiling
Unless I lighten up my load.

Now I'm gonna cut loose, fair do's
Gonna shut off the juice.
Oh jeez Louise
I am down on my knees.
Hey Bat, get back, it's something I just can't hack.
I need a cruise, gonna have to cut loose.

TV and movies, cartoon history
Discographies; won't lie:
It's all too much for one guy.
I'm steppin' back now,
Gonna take a real long break.
You can laugh but it's the decision that I make.

Now I'm gonna cut loose, fair do's
Gonna shut off the juice.
Oh jeez Louise
I am down on my knees.
Hey Bat, get back, it's something I just can't hack.
I need a cruise, gonna have to cut loose.

I've got to put my pen down
Just take a good look around
It's time perhaps to hit the town?

Now I'm gonna cut loose, fair do's
Gonna shut off the juice.
Oh jeez Louise
I am down on my knees.
Hey Bat, get back, it's something I just can't hack.
I need a cruise, gonna have to cut loose.

You Suffer by Napalm Death

Ziggy Stardust

EDIT: Should add that you turn these out lightning-quick. Kudos, man.

a song about me to the tune of a frownland song

Here you go.

Go Qwert yourself and calm down
It relieves stress
Go Qwert yourself and calm down
You seem so stressed
Go Qwert yourself
Go Qwert yourself
GO QWERT YOURSELF

Don't know it.
Are you surprised?
Hmm. Ok, that may be hard but I'll give it a go.
No
Ah, they don't write them like that anymore! Qwertyy, make sure you get royalties for his using your name so much in the lyric.

It's a song called You Suffer by Napalm Death, what else is there to know?

I. Do. Not. Know. The Song. Therefore I cannot parody it. Clear?

Here you go Spencer. I thought I'd have trouble with your username, then the first line came to me and I was off. It's a little surreal, but then, it is Bowie...

Spencer played guitar,
Jamming good with the Beach Boys
And the Fabulous Four.
He knew more about music
Than any kid his age.
Became a special guy:
Talented and shy.

Spencer was so cool:
Mirror shades and mohawk haircut
Played guitar by the pool.
He could lay down those grooves good,
He could quote Vonnegut.
The perfect lady's man
And hung, they say, like a ram. :D

But where were the Beatles
As Wilson tried to rob his surfboard
Like a drunken messiah?
So we bitched about his beard
and should he really be feared?

Spencer played for time
Trading licks with Chula Vista
and Plankton and Frown.
But the Beatles got jealous
and then the trouble began.
John Lennon stormed out hurt
and Ringo stayed in a yurt.

Making love with his girlfriend
And about a dozen other girls
Pissed the boys off no end
When he got himself a ban
He had to break up the band.

Spencer played guitar...

Google it old man!

Napalm Death - You Suffer