Moanin' Lisa Blues
I've got a bratty brother;
He bugs me every day.
This morning, my own mother
Gave my last cupcake away.
My dad, he acts like
Like he belongs in a zoo!
I'm the saddest kid
The saddest kid in grade number two!
I wish I had a pony.
I wish I were 18.
I wish I had a dime
For every kid that treats me mean.
They tease me 'cause I'm different.
Little different from the rest!
Oh, yes!
Well I'm down so low,
If I cheered up, I'd still be depressed!
The saxophone's my best friend.
I play all over town.
But when I practise in my room I hear
Lisa! Keep it down!
Although I'm only eight years old,
I've really played my blues!
It's true!
That's why I got a case of
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues!
I wonder how I got here.
I wonder what I'll be.
The saddest little twig
On this crazy family tree!
I feel like I'm a loser
With nothing left to lose!
That's why I got a case of
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues!
But there's just no post-ponin'
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues!
God Bless The Child
Um, *cough* can you hear me in the booth?
Loud and clear, Lisa.
Oh, good. Thank you, sir, for letting me be in a real studio. It's a genuine thrill, sir. (Music starts) Could I trouble you with one request?
Sure thing.
No synthetic sound, please. (Music stops) I want all live musicians.
(Rummaging is heard. A short piano intro is heard) *Mm* (Music starts)
(Sung) Them that's got, shall get. Them that's not, shall lose.
So the Bible says, and it still is news.
Mama may have, Papa may have,
God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own!
Yes, the strong get smart, while the weak ones fade,
And if I get stumped, they never make the grade!
Mama may have, Papa may have,
God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own!
When you got money, you got lots of friends crowded 'round the door,
But when it's gone, and all else finally ends, they don't come 'round no more.
Which relations give crust of bread and such?
You can help yourself, but don't take too much!
Mama may have, Papa may have,
God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own!
Well, that was lovely, Miss Lisa! Very soulful!
Thank you, Mr. Murphy.
Now, let's play a little blues
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