Too many times

I've heard this song dozens of times without particularly listening, even though I know what she's said about the background of the song. Today, naturally, the chorus hits home particularly hard:

You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Sarah, you have a lovely voice.

Yay

You are being loved
You are being loved
Right now at this very moment
You are being loved
You are being loved
Right now you are being loved, loved, loved
You are being loved, loved
You are

With every breath that you’re taking
And every beat of your heart
Even while this song is playing
Whatever you do
Wherever you are
There’s a song being sung over you

You are being loved (There’s a song being sung over you)
You are being loved (There’s a song being sung over you)
...

Steven Curtis Chapman

Elijah (Rich Mullins)

[this comes from my favorite Rich Mullin's CD] The Jordan is waiting for me to cross through
My heart is aging I can tell
So Lord, I'm begging for one last favor from You
Here's my heart take it where You will

This life has shown me how we're mended and how we're torn
How it's okay to be lonely as long as you're free
Sometimes my ground was stoney
And sometimes covered up with thorns
And only You could make it what it had to be
And now that it's done
Well if they dressed me like a pauper
Or if they dined me like a prince
If they lay me with my fathers
Or if my ashes scatter on the wind
I don't care

But when I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire
And when I look back on the stars
It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye

There's people been friendly, but they'd never be your friends
Sometimes this has bent me to the ground *
Now that this is all ending
I want to hear some music once again
'Cause it's the finest thing that I have ever found

But the Jordan is waiting
Though I ain't never seen the other side
Still they say you can't take in the things you have here
So on the road to salvation
I stick out my thumb and He gives me a ride
And His music is already falling on my ears

There's people been talking
They say they're worried about my soul
Well, I'm here to tell you I'll keep rocking
'Til I'm sure it's my time to roll
. . . ________
*very disappointing when these are Church People

From the files...

I have this album (as in record) somewhere:

I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
...

They were the best times, the harvest years with jam to lace the bread
So goodness, goodness knows why I'd throw it to the birds
But there it is, and there we are
And all I ever want to be is far from the eyes that ask me

In whose bed you gonna be and is it true you only see
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
It's perfect as it stands so why then crush it in your perfect hands?
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them

So tell me you must have thought it all out in advance
Or goodness, goodness knows why you'd throw it to the birds
You mock the good things, you play the heart strings, play them one by one

But there it is, and there we are
And all I ever want to be is far from the eyes that ask me

In whose bed you gonna be and is it true you only see
(Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind)
It's perfect as it stands so why then crush it in your perfect hands?
...

Prefab Sprout "Desire As"

These guys were so good. It's too bad they never made the big time and stayed a one-hit-wonder.

The cross stands empty

Christ is alive! No longer bound
to distant years in Palestine,
but saving, healing, here and now,
and touching every place and time.
Words by: Brian Wren
Arranged by: Jane Holstein

Lyrics and Revelation

Thank you, God, for Nat King Cole's voice. And thank you for inspiring these guys: words: John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons; music: Charlie Chaplin. Hey, is that the Charlie Chaplin?? Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
Thats the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smileWhile dealing with my hair this morning and replaying some conversations from yesterday at work, it dawned on me: CT's major issue, the reason she's so fucking annoying all the time, is that she's incredibly disappointed in life.

Whenever there is a discussion of why something stupid happened, or why people do things a particularly stupid way as a matter of course, CT can be counted on to pipe in with a comment to the effect of "But that's not the way it should be."

Well, no. But life is rarely as we think it should be, eh? I think she's never really figured out how to stop raging against fading chance at utopia and deal with life in practical terms. Look, there are certain things people do that are thoughtless and/or backward. They shouldn't do those things. But the fact is that they do, they have done them, and all the rest of us can do is a) bitch about it and/or b) deal with the fallout. I'm OK with bitching (if you've read the blog, that's pretty obvious), but at some point we all really need to get past that step and carry on. CT seems to be rather stuck there.

In the case of yesterday, we were talking about a method of doing something work-related that is bass-ackwards, but due to circumstances, it's kinda the way things happen. We all do this procedure this way, and most of us recognize that it's really stupid, but there's no efficient permanent workaround. (Yes, I'm being obtuse on purpose.) Occasionally, we discuss changing it, but it would be a LOT of work, so we mostly just gripe and then get on with it.

Not CT. She jumped into the discussion Box Lady and I were having--across the workroom from CT--about part of this issue. CT's introductory comment was, "But we should do [this/that/the other thing]. It shouldn't be [the way it is]." Yes, of course we should, and it shouldn't. How about taking the next 6 full weeks of your work-time to coordinate and streamline the process and then train the whole world to do that? BL and I were just trying to figure out how to make that one step a little less painful, but by all means, CT: go nuts. Fix the world. Really. Go on.

Which leads to her next problem: follow-through. As in, she has none. Several years ago she was going to 'prettify' the Large Print section so all the labels said the same thing on them. Some currently say LP, some say Large Type, some say Large Print, and some just have the author's name all alone. She did two shelves, out of about 150 total.

So, now, having come to this realization about her--that she's constantly fighting reality rather than managing it to her benefit, or at least ignoring the bad parts--I think I can get through the day without murderous rage.

Sometimes God just drops this kind of stuff in my head as a gift. So, thanks, Big Guy.

We Are One

(Love this song)
As you go through life you'll see
There is so much that we
Don't understand

And the only thing we know
Is things don't always go
The way we planned

[But you'll see every day]
[That we'll never turn away]
When it seems all your dreams come undone

[We will stand by your side]
[Filled with hope and filled with pride]
We are more than we are
We are one

If there's so much I must be
Can I still just be me
The way I am?

Can I trust in my own heart
Or am I just one part
Of some big plan?

[Even those who are gone]
[Are with us as we go on]
Your journey has only begun

[Tears of pain, tears of joy]
[One thing nothing can destroy]
Is our pride, deep inside
We are one

[We are one, you and I]
[We are like the earth and sky]
One family under the sun

[All the wisdom to lead]
[All the courage that you need]
You will find when you see
We are one

--Angelique Kidjo

YouTubed here:

Joss Stone has an awesome voice

The first two lines:
I've got a right to be wrong
My mistakes will make me strong

Released

They say everything can be replaced.
That every distance is not near.
So I remember every face
of every man who put me here.

They say every woman needs protection,
then they turn around and tell you
every woman's got to fall.
I swear I see my own reflection
somewhere far beyond this wall.

I see my light come shining
from the west down to the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Now yonder stands
there in that lonely crowd,
a man who swears he is not to blame, no, no.
And if you ask him has he ever
seen this lonely woman,
he'll tell you, "No, no, no."
What's more, he does not know my name!

But I see my light come shining,
shining, shining, shining from the west
straight on down to the east.
Ah-anyday now, any, any old day now,
I am going to, I am going to be released, yeah!

...

"I Shall Be Released" -- Bette Midler in full-on diva mode : Listen

Lyrics

Just lay it all down.
Put your face into my neck and let it fall out.
I know, I know, I know. I knew before you got home.
This world you're in now,
it doesn't have to be alone,
I'll get there somehow, 'cos
I know I know I know
when, even springtime feels cold.

But I will learn to breathe this ugliness you see
so we can both be there and we can both share the dark.
And in our honesty, together we will rise,
out of our nightminds, and into the light
at the end of the fight...

You were blessed by
a different kind of inner view: it's all magnified.
The highs will make you fly,
but the lows make you want to die.
And I was once there,
hanging from that very ledge where you are standing.
So I know, I know, I know,
it's easier to let go.

But I will learn to breathe this ugliness you see,
so we can both be there and we can both share the dark.
And in our honesty, together we will rise out of our nightminds
and into the light at the end of the fight.

...and in our honesty, together we will rise out of our nightminds
and into the light... at the end of their fight...

Missy Higgins, "Nightmind"

Lovely song. Perfect timing.

Lyrics

I've always loved these lyrics. In light of the phone calls I've gotten this morning and yesterday, they seem especially poignant.

If you search for tenderness
it isn't hard to find.
You can have the love you need to live.
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind.
It always seems to be so hard to give.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

I can always find someone
to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don't want some pretty face
to tell me pretty lies.
All I want is someone to believe.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

I can find a lover. I can find a friend.
I can have security until the bitter end.
Anyone can comfort me with promises again.
I know, I know.

When I'm deep inside of me
don't be too concerned.
I won't ask for nothin' while I'm gone.
But when I want sincerity
tell me where else can I turn.
Because you're the one[s] I depend upon.

Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.

Billy Joel "Honesty"

This is, indeed, what friends are for.

More lyrics

It's a long wait at the gate
Just to glimpse your fate
Just to see whether it all works out
It's a long road, a heavy load
You gotta really want to go
And just let the others walk around you now

Up and down again
But this time it's different
It took some waiting to straighten
out the bend
In and out of luck
Yeah at times it was difficult
I got a new life baby, It takes some getting used to but...

Chorus:
No sign of any rain
My skies are clear today
I keep bracing for that hit
But there's not sign of it
No obstacles in sight
My skies are clear tonight (My skies are full of light)
I keep thinking I might see that cloud arrive
Oh but there's no sign of it
No sign of it

And as I look around, it's all new ground
The leaves on the trees touch down
But I'm above weightless as a dream
It's been a long road, a heavy load
I just simply had to go
Had to get here hard as it's been

"No Sign of It" (Natalie Grant)

Does this sound more like me?

It's a sad song...

...but I'm only doing the bits that aren't so sad, and therefore that apply more usefully:

Have fun
And if you can't have fun
Have someone else's fun
'cause someone sure had mine
They came in
Now they're having a whale of a time

...

Take heart
And if you can't take heart
Take someone else's heart

...

'cause you're the queen of sadness
The princess of the house of pain

...

Have fun

"Have Fun" The Beautiful South

I don't really want to be the Queen of Sadness. I'll just have fun--mine, yours, ours--instead.

Poetry Month

Warrior
by Steve Earle

This is the best time of the day—the dawn
The final cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or death’s cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained ambition.
And pray, deny me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish namelessly.
No flag-draped bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress parade,
But it was not always thus—remember?
Once you worshipped me and named me a god
In many tongues and made offering lest
I exact too terrible a tribute.

Take heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time grows short;
There are no honorable frays to join.

Only mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from across oceans.
Assail me not with noble policy
For I care not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious detail
To greater minds than mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in their purpose and resolve
And presuming to speak for everyman.

Oh, for another time, a distant field,
And there a mortal warrior’s lonely grave.
But duty charges me remain until
The end: the last battle of the last war.
Until that 'morrow render unto me
That which is mine, my stipend well deserved,
The fairest flower of your progeny:
Your sons, your daughters, your hopes and your dreams,
The cruel consequence of your conceit.

Poetry Month

Lyrics this time:

Roses
by Mary J. Blige

See today I'm having one of them days where
I just don't want to be bothered,
but it seems like you can't understand that because it's your way or no way,
but check this out
And I'm really, really sick and tired of you steppin' into my little box
When I just don't want to be bothered okay, so check this out.

I've had my ways, and I've had my share of ups and downs.
I been in trouble, and I couldn't tell my ups from downs
I been your baby, and I don't know why you don't seem like that no more
welcome to the new definition of love.

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

See you just really wanna push all my buttons
Cause you Mr. Right & I'm Mrs. Wrong,
But right now today,
I'm going to be the one to sing this song
I'm going be Mrs. Right today it's my way, or the highway
With you there's just no getting around that I got to be bumping heads with you
What's up with that?
Listen see

I love my man, and I know my place I know my worth
I just can't stand to see myself as I hurt
it's been along time, and I think that I can get a little more love from you
I know some of y'all go through it too cause

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

Sometimes I just wish you would just put your arms around me
When I'm feeling so
When I'm feeling so
When I'm feeling so
When I'm feeling so very needy
But instead you just turn your back and say "suck it up"
oh you don't know how I feel right now
If you knew how I'm feeling on the inside you wouldn't say "suck it up"
Now what tha' fuck, cause

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

It ain't all roses hey,
flowers imposing hey
said it ain't all candy hey
this love stuff is demanding hey
Sometimes I need a hug

It ain't all roses you know,
Everybody ask me how good it is?
It's great love is great
When you just a mess yourself, it ain't gone be all roses.
Cause you just want your time
You wanna be selfish
You know you don't want nobody messing with you
You just want to rip somebody's head off when they try to step to you with some
"Oh! You need some help,
Oh! You need to figure it out."
You figure it out
You figure it out
You go figure it out, you suck it up!

My italics.

Love is hard work; let no one tell you differently.

No. This isn't aimed at anyone specific. Relax.

I just like the lyrics:

Go away
Give me a chance to miss you
Say goodbye
It'll make me want to kiss you
I love you so
Much more when you're not here
Watchin all the bad shows
Drinking all of my beer

I don't believe Adam and Eve
Spent every goddamn day together
If you give me some room there will be room enough for two

Tonight
Leave me alone I'm lonely
Alone I'm lonely
I'm tired
Leave me alone I'm lonely
Alone I'm lonely tonight

I don't wanna wake up with another
But I don't wanna always wake up with you either
No you can't hop into my shower
All I ask for is one fuckin' hour
You taste so sweet
But I can't eat the same thing every day
Cuttin off the phone
Leave me the fuck alone
Tomorrow I'll be beggin' you to come home

(Pink--Leave Me Alone (I'm Lonely))

Sound and Video

So, I just heard these lyrics:
I go to bed real early
Everybody thinks it's strange
I get up early in the morning
No matter how disappointed i was
With the day before
It feels new

I don't leave the house much
I don't like being around people
Makes me nervous and weird
I don't like going to shows either
It's better for me to stay home
Some might think it means i hate people
But that's not quite right

I do some stupid things
But my heart's in the right place
And this i know

I got a dog
I take him for a walk
And all the people like to say hello
I'm used to staring down at the sidewalk cracks
I'm learning how to say hello
Without too much trouble

I'm turning out just like my father [*]
Though I swore I never would
Now I can say that i have a love for him
I never really understood
What it must have been like for him
Living inside his head

I feel like he's here with me now
Even though he's dead

It's not all good and it's not all bad
Don't believe everything you read
I'm the only one who knows what it's like
So I thought I'd better tell you
Before I leave

So in the end I'd like to say
That I'm a very thankful man
I tried to make the most of my situations
And enjoy what I had
I knew true love and I knew passion
And the difference between the two
And I had some regrets
But if I had to do it all again
Well, it's something I'd like to do

The Eels "Things The Grandchildren Should Know"

The bolded part is where I tuned in. It sounded right somehow to me. The rest is just really, really good.

*This really hits home; I called my car by his "car name" this morning! Every car he owned was named "Betsy" and I called the truck Betsy as we slid around a corner.

And then this popped in from The Urban Legend site. It's from 1967 and is freakily accurate about what "1999" would be like: What made me laugh: only men can pay bills, and Wink Martindale is the man for the job!

Why I Love Launchcast, Part 456,982

Because Ozzy Osbourne was singing appropriately-themed music this morning as I wrote an email. Just...perfect lyrics for the email (not a bad email, just funny timing).

Because they play "Nightshift" for me a lot.

And because "Desperado" just came on.

Are they reading my blog?? "Befowe it's too wate..."

I love the Eagles

Beast read this cartoon out loud a few minutes ago, after he stopped crying with laughter:Without further ado, I give you a full transcription of the lyrics which we just finished singing to Sparky:

Despewado, why don't you come to youw senses?
You been out widin' fences fow so wong now
Oh, you'we a hawd one
I know that you got youw weasons
These things that awe pweasin' you
Can huwt you somehow

Don't you dwaw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's abwe
You know the queen of heawts is awways youw best bet

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been waid upon youw tabwe
But you onwy want the ones that you can't get

Despewado, oh, you ain't gettin' no youngew
Youw pain and youw hungew, they'we dwivin' you home
And fweedom, oh fweedom weww, that's just some peopwe tawkin'
Youw pwison is wawking thwough this wowwd aww awone

Don't youw feet get cowd in the wintew time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hawd to teww the night time fwom the day
You'we wosin' aww youw highs and wows
Ain't it funny how the feewing goes away?

Despewado, why don't you come to youw senses?
Come down fwom youw fences, open the gate
It may be wainin', but thewe's a wainbow above you
You bettew wet somebody wove you (let somebody wove you) befowe it's too wate

And yes, we weall...er, really know all these lyrics.

"Fweedom"...hee.

I'm insane.

More lyrics

COFFIN FOR HEAD OF STATE, by Fela Kuti

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

Woh! Ahhhhh Ch! Ahhhh! Ch! Ch!

Through Jesus Christ, our Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN – [AFTER EACH LINE]
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord
Inspiritus Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus,
Alla-hu, Waku-baru, Salem Elekum, Alla-hu
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord

So I waka waka waka
*[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE]
I go many places
I see my people
Dem dey cry, cry cry
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
I say I waka waka waka
I go many places
I see my people
Dem dey cry, cry, cry
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen
Amen-i, Amen-i, Amen

I say I waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka
(HORNS response)
I waka any village anywhere in Africa
I waka any village anywhere in Africa
Pastor’s house na ‘im dey fine pass
My people dem dey stay for poor surroundings
Pastor’s dress na ‘im dey clean pass
Be it hard for my people for dem to buy soap
Pastor na ‘im dem give respect pass
And dem dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things

Through Jesus Christ our Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN - [AFTER EACH LINE]
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord
Inspiritus Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus,
Alla-hu, Waku-baru, Salem Elekum, Alla-hu

So I waka waka waka
*[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE]
I go many places
I go business places
And I see, see, see
All the bad, bad, bad things
Dem dey do, do, do
Call corruption
And dey call “nepotism”
Inside promotions
And inside all business
I say I waka waka waka
I see, see, see
*[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA

So I waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka-waka
(HORNS Short response)

I waka any business anywhere in Africa
I waka any business anywhere in Africa
North and South dem get dem policies
One Christian and the other one, Muslim
Anywhere the Muslims dem dey reign
Na senior Allaha-ji na ‘im be director
Anywhere the Christians dem dey reign
Na the best friend to Bishop na ‘im be director
It is a known fact that for many thousand years
We Africans, we had our own traditions
These money making organizations
Them come put we Africans in total confusion

Through Jesus Christ, our Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN- [AFTER EACH LINE]
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord
Inspiritus Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus, Mass Christus,
Alla-hu, Waku-baru, Salem Elekum, Alla-hu

So I waka waka waka
*[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA – [AFTER EACH LINE]
I go many places
I go government places
I see, see, see
All the bad, bad, bad things
Dem dey do, do, do
Look Obasanjo,
Before anything you know at all,
And for dey shout
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh mighty Lord, Oh Lord, Oh God

And den dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things
Through Jesus Christ our Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN
By the Grace of Allmighty Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN

I say look-a Y’aradua
I say look-a Y’aradua
Before anything you know at all
It would dey shout
Aba Allah- Aba Allah- Aba Allah- Aba Allah -
Aba Allah
And den dey do yes, yes
And den dey do bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad-bad things

Through Mohhmmed our Lord
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN
By the Grace of Allmighty Allah
*[CHORUS] AMEN, AMEN, AMEN

So I waka waka waka
*[CHORUS] WAKA WAKA WAKA- [AFTER EACH LINE]
I go many places
I go government places
I see, see, see
All the bad, bad, bad things
Den dey do, do, do
Den steal all the money
Dem kill many students
Dem burn many houses
Dem burn my house too
And killed my mama
So I carry the coffin
I Waka waka waka
Movement of the People
Dey Waka waka waka
Young African Pioneers
Waka waka waka
We go Obalende,
We go Dodan barracks
Reach dem gatee-o
And put the coffin down
Obasanjo dey there,
With him big fat stomach
Y'aradua dey there,
With him neck like ostrich
We put the coffin down.

Dem no wan take am
*[CHORUS] BUT DEM TAKE AM - [AFTER EACH LINE]
Dem no wan take am
Who go wan take coffin?
Dem must take am
For the bad bad bad things
Wey dem don do
Dem no wan take am
Obasanjo grab am
Y'aradua carry am
Yes, dem no wan take am
Obasanjo carry am
Y'aradua tow am
Dem no wan take am
Dem no wan take am
It der for dem office
Dem no wan take am
It der dey now now now now
It der dey now, now, now, now
It der dey now, now, now, now
It der dey now, now, now, now
It der dey now, now, now, now
It der dey now, now, now, now
* Repeat as desired

The history of (parts of) Africa in the 1970s, in a song.

And I can't help but wonder if the inventors of Pac-Man listened to Fela while programming the sounds effects: waka waka waka.