Monday, 11 December 2017

Murder Ballad Monday--Jenny was a Friend of Mine (The Killers)

Hello and welcome to the penultimate Murder Ballad Monday. These last weeks will deal with ambiguous songs—did they or didn’t they? First person songs where the protagonist swears they are innocent.

But are they?
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The song I want to examine this week is Jenny Was a Friend of Mine by The Killers from their 2004 album Hot Fuss. It is a part of The Killers' alleged "Murder Trilogy", which consists of three songs detailing the murder of a girl named Jenny. The other two being Midnight Show (also off of Hot Fuss) and Leave the Bourbon on the Shelf  (released in 2007.)

I was first introduced to this song (and the band The Killers) by my friend Iain back when we lived in England. The first thing that struck me was how it reminded me of Richard Marx’s Hazard (which I will be looking at next week.) Hazard was written two years before Jenny Was a Friend of Mine and we’ll explore more about it next week.

What really got me about this song was the Did he/Didn’t he aspect of it. The protagonist has been arrested. He has been grilled repeatedly about his whereabouts and what happened when he saw Jenny last. Exhaustedly, he proclaims:

I know my rights, I’ve been here all day and it’s time
For me to go, so let me know if it’s all right
I just can’t take this, I swear I told you the truth

He admits to a fight on the promenade out in the rain, but said he said she loved me, but she had somewhere to go. He doesn’t know what happened. He says over and over:

There ain’t no motive for this crime
Jenny was a friend of mine.

So, did he do it or is he a convenient scapegoat?

There is another line that the protagonist often repeats that is a bit more worrisome. Twice he says the creepy words
           
           She couldn’t scream while I held her close. I swore I’d never let her go.

That sounds rather suspicious. Perhaps there is a good reason to detain him. According to Killers lead singer Brandon Flowers there is. When the song is performed live, the line she couldn't scream while I held her close, is often replaced by she couldn't scream while I held her throat, or she kicked and screamed while I held her throat, which is considerably more blatant. His intentions are clear. I think I prefer the sinister quality of the ambiguous words, personally.  

I have also read several accounts online that this song was inspired by the Preppie Murder in 1986 where the murderer Robert Chambers was known to the victim Jennifer Levin and used the defence “Why would I do this? Jennifer was a friend of mine” after her body was found raped and mutilated in Central Park.

Here is Jenny was a Friend of Mine. I have included the lyrics below if you want to follow along.


We took a walk that night, but it wasn’t the same
We had a fight on the promenade out in the rain
She said she loved me, but she had somewhere to go
She couldn’t scream while I held her close
I swore I’d never let her go

Tell me what you wanna know
Oh come on, oh come on, oh come on
There ain’t no motive for this crime
Jenny was a friend of mine

So come on, oh come on, oh come on
I know my rights, I’ve been here all day and it’s time
For me to go, so let me know if it’s all right
I just can’t take this, I swear I told you the truth
She couldn’t scream while I held her close
I swore I’d never let her go
Tell me what you wanna know
Oh come on, oh come on, oh come on

And then you whisper in my ear
I know what you’re doing here
So come on, oh come on, oh come on
There ain’t no motive for this crime
Jenny was a friend of mine
Oh come on, oh come on, oh come on
That’s all for this week. Stay tuned next week for the very last Murder Ballad Monday.

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

What We Ate Wednesday--Mediterranean Chickpeas and Greek(ish) Salad

Hello lovelies! Yet again it is Wednesday and I am late to the party. I would like to say that I have been doing meaningful, important work that has prevented me from writing this blogpost, but that would be (mostly) a lie.

We have been away for a trip to Newcastle and I came back with some severe pain in my back that prevented me from sitting too long. It also prevented me from planning and cooking a more creative menu. I have been tired and sore and have relied on old favourites already blogged about to fill the gap until I was feeling better.

I am feeling better, but this new-found ability to sit down has led to me wasting considerable time playing a game where you try to smash sweets that came with my online advent calendar. I suspect it is akin to Candy Crush Saga. Whatever it is, it is HIGHLY addictive. Much like the artificial dyes and mountain of sugar found in actual sweeties--once you start you cannot tear yourself away.

Then today, just as I was NOT playing the sweetie crunch game and about to get to some actual work, my BFF Danny introduced me to The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny  and I spent the afternoon trying to learn all the lyrics.

Thanks, dear.

So, here is my late addition to the food blog--a mix of two things i have blogged about previously.

I wanted to include it to show how flexible things are--just find two tastes that go well together and mash them up.

They both have fresh tastes with lemon and herbs and are tart and savoury. The warm roasted Mediterranean chickpeas go well with the coolness of the Greek(ish) salad.

They are both easy and cheap to make. The last time I served the Mediterranean Chickpeas with  lemon pepper potatoes and the Greek(ish) salad with a pizza. But the flavours go well together, so I thought--why not?

I used a fresh lemon and divided the juice in half--half to the chickpeas and half to the marinade for the tangy feta mushrooms. The good thing about vegan food is you can reuse the marinade without worrying about salmonella or other bacterial yuckies. I poured the leftover feta marinade over the chickpeas and it added just another little pop of flavour.


HEREis the recipe for Mediterranean Chickpeas and HERE is the recipe for Greek(ish) Salad.

Here's to hoping I can get my act together for next week. And if you are curious and need an earworm that will attach to your brain like fluke man from the X Files--then look no further:


Monday, 4 December 2017

Murder Ballad Monday--Goodbye Earl (Dixie Chicks)

Hello and welcome to Murder Ballad Monday. For the past few weeks we've been looking at murder ballads with a humorous slant. This week we have a black comedy country song by the Dixie Chicks entitled Goodbye Earl. 

The video features an all-star cast and is the tale of a BFF friendship, domestic abuse, pinky-swearing, murder and zombies. Well, maybe not that last one. But, if you watch the video to the end you'll see what I mean.

The song was originally written by Dennis Linde and recorded by Sons of the Desert in the late 1990's but was made popular by the Dixie Chicks in 1999 on their fifth album Fly. 

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A few radio stations refused to play it because it was said to promote violence. The Chicks' Emily Robison says, "We're not promoting murder, and we even say that in a disclaimer on our album. Besides, is there a gentler way to go than with black-eyed peas?"

A few years alter this song was released, the band would receive death threats and tremendous loss of sales and support from the country music community over comments about the Iraq war made by lead singer Natalie Maines.
She said:
"Just so you know, we're on the good side with y'all. We do not want this war, this violence, and we're ashamed that the President of the United States is from Texas."

But back to the song. I love this song and the accompanying video because of the story it tells and how it makes you root for the murderers--even when you know murder is wrong. Domestic violence (just like gun violence) is no laughing matter, but this song (like The Homecoming Queen's Got a Gun) doesn't take itself too seriously. The tongue is firmly planted in cheek here.

Enjoy the video, but I have included the lyrics below if you are interested.


Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA

After graduation
Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl
Well, it wasn't two weeks after she got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses or long sleeved blouses
Or make-up to cover a bruise
Well she finally got the nerve to file for divorce
And she let the law take it from there
But Earl walked right through that restraining order
And put her in intensive care

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda's hand as they worked out a plan
And it didn't take 'em long to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl

Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down and sleep, Earl
Ain't it dark wrapped up in that tarp, Earl

The cops came by to bring Earl in
They searched the house high and low
Then they tipped their hats and said, thank you ladies
If you hear from him let us know

Well, the weeks went by and spring turned to summer
And summer faded into fall
And it turns out he was a missing person who nobody missed at all

So the girls bought some land and a roadside stand
Out on highway 109
They sell Tennessee ham and strawberry jam
And they don't lose any sleep at night, 'cause
Earl had to die, goodbye Earl

We need a break, let's go out to the lake, Earl
We'll pack a lunch, and stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Is that alright? Good! Let's go for a ride, Earl, hey!
Ooh hey hey hey, ummm hey hey hey, hey hey hey

Stay tuned next week for an ambiguous song--did he or didn't he? 

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

What We Ate Wednesday--Cheesy Sweet Potato and Chickpea Bowl

Hello lovelies! This recipe contains some of my favourite ingredients--chickpeas, sweet potatoes and kale. I do *a lot* of recipe browsing on the internet and sometimes you see a recipe that hits you POW! and you think,

"That looks amazing. I have everything to make that right in my kitchen I don't have to think about it, just follow the recipe and eat up all that deliciousness."

Then Spiderman laughs as he knows I cannot follow a recipe exactly. There must be little tweaks.

I did try with this recipe. Honestly. Hand on heart. I made it exactly as it was described on the blog Keepin' It Kind which you can read {HERE} we ended up liking it without the lemon tahini sauce. I mean, lemon and tahini are two more of my favourite things, so i thought we'd love it, but these days we eat this bowl NAKED.

Or NEKKID if you are from the American South.

Sometimes I just make the sweet potatoes and have them with my pimped baked beans cos we are wild like that.

I told you I don't follow the rules.

But this is worth trying with the sauce if you like that sort of thing. Find the sauce recipe {HERE}

But here is my version of Keepin' It Kind's bowl of deliciousness.


Cheesy Sweet Potato and Chickpea Bowl
Preheat your oven to 220C/425F

Add the following to your roasting tin:
2 medium (or 3 small) sweet potatoes cut into small chunks
1 TB oil
3 TB nutritional yeast flakes to make it cheesy
1/2 tsp garlic powder
shake smoked paprika
salt and pepper to taste
Stir well to get everything coated.

Bake for 15 minutes, the remove from the oven and stir and bake another 15 minutes.

When you have stirred and put the sweet potatoes back in the oven, work on the chickpea part.

The chickpea part:
1 tin chickpeas, drained and rinsed
4-5 button mushrooms chopped

Cook those together in the pan until the mushrooms cook down and the add:
100g kale, destemmed and torn into bite sized pieces (about 4-5 cups)

Cook this until the kale has softened and reduced then add:
2 TB tamari or soy sauce
2 tsp mixed herbs
2 TB lemon juice (I use from a squeezy bottle and it is fine) 

That's it. By this time the sweet potatoes are all dry and crispy and cheesy and the kale and chickpeas are all cooked and savoury from the tamari, lemon and mixed herbs.

It is a lovely taste combination (with or without the lemon tahini sauce)

Make it and enjoy!

Monday, 27 November 2017

Murder Ballad Monday--The Irish Ballad (Tom Lehrer)

Hello and welcome to Murder Ballad Monday. Last week we began looking at murder ballads with a humorous slant. This week is no exception.

If you don't know Tom Lehrer then you don't know what you are missing. He is a Harvard educated mathematician who was famous for his pithy, humorous songs. His dry sense of humour really appeals to me and was one of the first things Spiderman and I discovered we had in common--a love for these witty songs.

He is known in the adult world for songs like The Elements where he sings all the elements on the Periodic table to the tune of I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major General from Gilbert and Sullivan's The Pirates of Penzance.

He is know in the kiddie world as the singer of some of the best songs from The Electric Company such as LY and Silent E. I still use both of these when teaching to explain these concepts.
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But the song I want to discuss today is entitled The Irish Ballad from his 1953 album Songs by Tom Lehrer which makes fun of of this style of sob-story tragedy ballads, so common in Irish lore. He sings with a perfectly straight face an increasingly disturbing catalogue of murders by a young girl who does her whole family in. He includes elements of traditional folk ballads--an "idiotic refrain" with the words rickety-tickety-tin, interminable verses and a wrong note played every now and then to sound authentic.

There are even two punchlines--one where she arrested for her crimes and one where the singer denounces the audience saying:
My tragic tale, I won't prolong,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
My tragic tale I won't prolong,
And if you do not enjoy the song,
You've yourselves to blame if it's too long,
You should never have let me begin, begin,
You should never have let me begin.

It is a true masterpiece of comedy. I have included the lyrics below if you'd like to follow along. 


 About a maid I'll sing a song,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
About a maid I'll sing a song
Who didn't have her family long.
Not only did she do them wrong,
She did ev'ryone of them in, them in,
She did ev'ryone of them in.

One morning in a fit of pique,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One morning in a fit of pique,
She drowned her father in the creek.
The water tasted bad for a week,
And we had to make do with gin, with gin,
We had to make do with gin.

Her mother she could never stand,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
Her mother she could never stand,
And so a cyanide soup she planned.
The mother died with a spoon in her hand,
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin,
Her face in a hideous grin.

She set her sister's hair on fire,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
She set her sister's hair on fire,
And as the smoke and flame rose high'are,
Danced around the funeral pyre,
Playin' a violin, -olin,
Playin' a violin.

She weighted her brother down with stones,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
She weighted her brother down with stones,
And sent him off to davy jones.
All they ever found were some bones,
And occasional pieces of skin, of skin,
Occasional pieces of skin.

One day when she had nothing to do,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One day when she had nothing to do,
She cut her baby brother in two,
And served him up as an irish stew,
And invited the neighbors in, -bors in,
Invited the neighbors in.

And when at last the police came by,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
And when at last the police came by,
Her little pranks she did not deny,
To do so she would have had to lie,
And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin,
Lying, she knew, was a sin.

My tragic tale, I won't prolong,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
My tragic tale I won't prolong,
And if you do not enjoy the song,
You've yourselves to blame if it's too long,
You should never have let me begin, begin,
You should never have let me begin.

That's all for this week. Stay tuned next week for a tale of a white trash murder.

Tuesday, 21 November 2017

What We Ate Wednesday--Roasted Chickpeas (two ways)

Hello lovelies! My goodness, it has been a busy week. I have been rushed off my feet meeting deadlines and have needed some quick and easy meals to get me through.

I was so rushed, in fact, that I forgot to post a recipe last week. Shock! Horror! I only realised I had missed a week when it came time to write this week's recipe. My apologies, loyal readers. As repayment for my forgetfulness, I shall give you two recipes for the price of one (and since you don't actually pay anything to read this, that's a pretty sweet deal!)

Last week I tried out two new roasted chickpea recipes. You can't go wrong with roasted chickpeas. Throw on some oil and spices and roast for 30 minutes and they become chewy, slightly crispy and 100% delicious. There are a zillion combinations, depending on which spices you use. Here are two very different ones that were equally yummy

I adapted this first recipe from one that was meant to be a tempeh marinade. I have nothing against tempeh except the price. A packet of this fermented soya costs around £3 to £4 and a tin of chickpeas costs me 33p. You do the math.

The original recipe comes from {HERE}

Indian Roasted Chickpeas with Potatoes, Mango and Kale
Preheat your oven to 200C/400F

In your largest roasting tin add the following:
1 tin chickpeas, drained and rinsed
1 small onion, diced small
half a pepper, diced small
one small carrot, diced small

Marinade:
In a small bowl mix the following and pour it over the chickpeas mixture, stir well to coat.
1 TB oil
1 TB tamari or soy sauce
1 TB liquid sweetener (agave, maple syrup or the one I used golden syrup)
2 cloves crushed garlic
1 tsp turmeric
1 tsp ground cumin
1 tsp (or to taste) red chilli flakes
1 tsp ground ginger

Bake for 30 minutes stirring halfway. Serve with potatoes boiled in vegetable stock, a chopped mango and sauteed kale or other favourite greens. I used a heaping cup of frozen mango that had been defrosted over night in my fridge instead of fresh mango as frozen is cheaper.


Mediterranean Chickpeas with Lemon Potatoes
 I just used the spice profile for a recipe for Mediterranean chicken and used it in a cruelty free way. I often use lemon juice from a bottle, but this recipe really benefits from the brightness of a fresh lemon.

Preheat your oven to 200C/400F

In your largest roasting tin add the following:
1 tin chickpeas, drained and rinsed
1 small onion, diced small
half a pepper, diced small
one small carrot, diced small

Marinade:
In a small bowl mix the following and pour it over the chickpeas mixture, stir well to coat.
1 TB oil
Zest of one fresh lemon
Juice of half a lemon (save the juice of the other half for the potatoes)
1 TB red wine vinegar
1 tsp each dried basil, oregano and parsley
1/2 tsp salt
2 cloves crushed garlic

Bake for 30 minutes stirring halfway. Serve with potatoes boiled in vegetable stock. After the potatoes are cooked and drained add the remaining juice of other half a lemon and some chopped oil packed sun dried tomatoes plus salt and pepper and a dash of mixed herbs.

I made it with potatoes as that is what we had, but the next time we eat this (and there will be a next time) I will make it with my Greek Salad with Feta mushrooms. you can find that recipe {HERE}

So, sorry for forgetting a week. Hope that having two roasted chickpea recipes makes up for that. They are both delicious and economical and as always cruelty free. 

Enjoy!

Monday, 20 November 2017

Murder ballad Monday--The Homecoming Queen's Got a Gun (Julie Brown)

Hello and welcome to Murder Ballad Monday. Up until now, all of the ballads have been serious. I hadn't really thought about the fact that a song about murder could be funny (even silly) until I thought about this song.

So, for the next few weeks we will look at murder ballads with a humorous slant.

Last week we looked at a very serious song about gun violence. Working in a school in Louisiana, I saw my share of gun violence and how it affected my students. I am very serious when it comes to guns. I don't think it is clever or funny to pretend to shoot anyone. In the UK, I have always pulled a child aside and talked to them about the gun violence I have seen and how it is not a good way to play. They are often shocked when they hear true stories about real shootings. True stories about children I know who were shot.

So, why is this song an exception? Well, The Homecoming Queen's Got a Gun is less about shooting and more about being part of those 1950's doo-wop Teenage Tragedy songs. You know, like Leader of the Pack or Tell Laura I Love Her. It is a satirical look at the shallowness of teenage girls rather than about mass shootings (even though it contains one.)
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I first heard this song on the Dr Demento show.  I fell in love with Julie Brown and her silly Valley Girl persona (see also: Cause I'm a Blond from the film Earth Girl's Are Easy) and Spiderman and I continually quote this song to each other, even now.

Julie Brown has said that after the Columbine High shootings, she doesn't feel comfortable singing this song in her live shows anymore and I understand that. In 1983, you could still make fun of things like this. These days, it just feels too tragic to do so.

The song was originally released as a B-Side to her self-released single I Like 'Em Big And Stupid and was later re-released in  1984 on her Goddess in Progress and re-released again on her 1987 album Trapped In The Body Of a White Girl. 

The video, full of Julie Brown at her Valley Girl best, was a huge hit with Spiderman and me. We still say things like Stop it Debbi, you're embarrassing me! whenever the other person does something outlandish in public As well as An hour later the cops arrived and I said . . . in her good ear. 

The video is a comic masterpiece, so you don't want to miss it. You do have to suspend your disbelief as she shoots around 24 times and never reloads, but it is a comedy so I can let it slide.  However, I have included the lyrics below if you'd like to follow along.

Did you see that bit at the end where someone steals her tiara? Priceless.

It was homecoming night at my high school
Everyone was there, it was totally cool
I was real excited, I almost wet my jeans
Cause my best friend Debbi was homecoming queen

She looked so pretty in pink chiffon
Riding the float with her tiara on
Holding this humongous bouquet in her hand
She looked straight out of Disneyland
You know, like, the Cinderella ride
I mean definitely an E-ticket


The crowd was cheering, everyone was stoked
I mean it was like the whole school was totally coked or something
The band was playing "Evergreen"
Then all of a sudden, somebody screamed
"Look out—the homecoming queen's got a gun"

Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun


Debbi's smiling and waving her gun
Picking off cheerleaders one by one
Oh, Buffy's pompom just blew to bits
Oh no, Mitzi's head just did the splits
God, my best friend's on a shooting spree
Stop it, Debbi, you're embarrassing me
How could you do what you just did
Are you having a really bad period?

Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun

(Stop Debbi, you're making a mess
Powder burns all over your dress)

An hour later, the cops arrived
By then the entire Glee Club had died—no big loss
You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop her
Tear gas, machine guns, even a chopper

(Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of the float)

Debbi didn't listen to what the cop said
She aimed and fired, and now the math teacher's dead
Oh, it's really sad, but kind of a relief
I mean, we had this big test coming up next week


Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun

(Debbi's really having a blast
She's wasting half of the class)

The cops fired a warning shot that blew her off the float
I tried to scream "duck" but it stuck in my throat
She hit the ground and did a flip, it was real acrobatic
But I was crying so hard, I couldn't work my Instamatic
I ran down to Debbi, I had to find out
What made her do it, why'd she freak out
I saw the bullet had got her right in the ear
I knew then the end was near

So I ran down and I said, in her good ear
"Debbi, why did you do it"
She raised her head, smiled, and said
"I did it for Johnny"

Johnny
Well, like, who's Johnny
Answer me, Debbi, who's Johnny
Does anybody here know Johnny
Are you Johnny
There was one guy named Johnny
But he was a total geek
He always had food in his braces
Answer me, Debbi, who's Johnny
Oh god, this is like that movie "Citizen Kane"
You know, where you later find out Rosebud was a sled
But we'll never know who Johnny was
Cause, like, she's dead


Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a
Everybody run
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun.
  

 It was homecoming night at my high school
Everyone was there, it was totally cool
I was real excited, I almost wet my jeans
Cause my best friend Debbi was homecoming queen

She looked so pretty in pink chiffon
Riding the float with her tiara on
Holding this humongous bouquet in her hand
(Bouquet)
She looked straight out of Disneyland
You know, like, the Cinderella ride
I mean definitely an E-ticket


The crowd was cheering, everyone was stoked
(Was stoked)
I mean it was like the whole school was totally coked or something
The band was playing "Evergreen"
Then all of a sudden, somebody screamed
"Look out—the homecoming queen's got a gun"

Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun


Debbi's smiling and waving her gun
Picking off cheerleaders one by one
Oh, Buffy's pompom just blew to bits
Oh no, Mitzi's head just did the splits
God, my best friend's on a shooting spree
Stop it, Debbi, you're embarrassing me
How could you do what you just did
Are you having a really bad period?

Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun

(Stop Debbi, you're making a mess
Powder burns all over your dress)

An hour later, the cops arrived
By then the entire Glee Club had died—no big loss
You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop her
Tear gas, machine guns, even a chopper

(Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of the float)

Debbi didn't listen to what the cop said
She aimed and fired, and now the math teacher's dead
Oh, it's really sad, but kind of a relief
I mean, we had this big test coming up next week


Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun

(Debbi's really having a blast
She's wasting half of the class)

The cops fired a warning shot that blew her off the float
I tried to scream "duck" but it stuck in my throat
She hit the ground and did a flip, it was real acrobatic
But I was crying so hard, I couldn't work my Instamatic
I ran down to Debbi, I had to find out
What made her do it, why'd she freak out
I saw the bullet had got her right in the ear
I knew then the end was near

So I ran down and I said, in her good ear
"Debbi, why did you do it"
She raised her head, smiled, and said
"I did it for Johnny"

Johnny
Well, like, who's Johnny
Answer me, Debbi, who's Johnny
Does anybody here know Johnny
Are you Johnny
There was one guy named Johnny
But he was a total geek
He always had food in his braces
Answer me, Debbie, who's Johnny
Oh god, this is like that movie "Citizen Kane"
You know, where you later find out Rosebud was a sled
But we'll never know who Johnny was
Cause, like, she's dead


Everybody run
The homecoming queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a
Everybody run
Everybody run
The homecoming queen has got a gun.

That’s all for this week. Stay tuned next week for a (not so) traditional Irish Ballad