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I have a couple of things I like, one being creative writing and the other music. So thought I'd start a thread of songs from the past, give them a bit of a rewrite and see how it goes. Feel free to do similar, or make a comment or two.

First offering: Ralph Mc Tell's "Streets of London"

Have you seen the MK
With closed-down emotion
Checking their email,
In the hope of good news?
In their eyes you see no pride
Fingers on the keyboard
Yesterday's hurt is no longer news

So how can they tell us they don‘t know,
And say our lives should be just fine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through what was our childhood
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the MK
Who eats then loses each meal
Self destructing and not knowing why?
She's no time for talking,
In her mind she won’t stop walking
Flushing her guilt with that just eaten pie.

Chorus

In the internet cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same MK is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the MK
Dismissed as nuts by the mission
Memory all to vivid
The guilt that they carry.
In another winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten MK
And a mission that doesn't care

Wow. Very moving.

Too sad.
I can't look......

Beautiful song and movingly rewritten. Do you do requests?

Ha, ha
I'll have a go at most things, but no National Anthems, we don't want an international incident. Best songs are ones that we all know and can hum or sing along to.

I actually DID look.
I don't pass up anything here.
We are obligated to each other----to look/to cry/to laugh/to feel our guts wrench/to feel joy at each person's progress.
I mean that's how I feel.
And thanks, Aussie, for that wonderful perspective.
It helps.

When I first I joined Fanda Eagles, the initial emotion was relief at not being alone, but joining this was anger that I'd been lied to for decades. I played this song over and over, rather loudly. I don't play it so much now, prefering something a little more gentle.

But I'd like to dedicate this rewrite of Queen's "Another One Bites The Dust" to those paedophiles who's names are on the list and those who should be.


Ooh, let's go
MK walks warily down the street
With the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Carryin a load only he can know

Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat
One day over the edge he does tip
Never again to be beat - yeah

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, will your name be there too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm getting along
Without you now you’ve gone
You took me for everything that I had
And kicked me out on my own

Are you happy ? Are you satisfied ?
How long can you stand the heat
One day over the edge he does tip
Never again to be beat
Look out

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, will your name be there too
Another one bites the dust

Hey
Oh take it
Bites the dust - bite the dust hey
Hey
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust, ow
Another one bites the dust, hey hey
Another one bites the dust, heeey
Ooh show down

There are plenty of ways that you can hurt an MK
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down, yeah
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Never again my soul you’ll rip
Or my mind you’ll ever beat
Oh yeah

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, yeah
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Shoot out
Hey, alright

That is a powerful cry.
And we understand where it comes from!
Hope it will help some others.
SING IT LOUD.
Yeah. LOUD!