adventures in dysthymia

Friday, April 15, 2005


a song parody, to the tune of 'Some Enchanted Evening'

Some embarrassed morning you may see a stranger
You may see a stranger across your rumpled sheets
And truly you hope, you hope there and then
That with any luck you'll never see him again

Some embarrassed morning, someone may be singing
You may hear him singing in your shower stall
And with your hangover, you’ll wish you were dead
The sound of his singing will throb in your head

Who can explain it, who can tell you why
Fools will get drunk and bring home a strange guy

Some embarrassed morning, you will break the silence
Break the awkward silence across the breakfast table
Then ask him his name before he must go
Or all through your life you may never know

If you don’t ask him, you will never know
If you don’t ask him, you will never know

Stephen Brooke ©2005

I went up to Thomasville last night to see a performance of South Pacifice that my friend Karen was working on as assistant director. Wasn't too bad...but this was what I came away with.

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