Jeff Moss's "Rubber Duckie"

The idea for a cheaply cynical parody of "Rubber Duckie" occurred to me a few days ago. Two and a half hours in a recording studio yesterday generated enough mental energy to finish it (as if these things were ever finished!) on my way home. Practically the first person I mentioned it to was my pianist-arranger-producer. Alas, he didn't know the original--not because he's an Englishman, I suspect, but because the song was a hit after his time.

Some are lucky,
Yes, indeed--
Soar at supersonic speed.
Some are lucky
To float in an old balloon.

Some are lucky
L.B. Mayers--
Cecil B. DeMille-ionaires.
Some are lucky,
If they're cast in a short cartoon.

You're a dope, if you
Ever hope to be
Ha-appy;
Perhaps you've
Just forgotten that
Life is rotten and
Cra-appy.
Listen to Pappy:

Some are lucky,
Boy, oh boy!
Spend their winters in St. Croix.
Some are lucky
To spend 'em in Saska-
(Just be thankful it isn't Alaska!),
Some are lucky
To spend 'em in Saskatoon.

Lyric © 2005 Nathaniel DesH. Petrikov