The Roughest of Drafts

The less said about last Tuesday's benefit, Bonner for Obama, the better. I've decided that performing is like being drunk: one is on auto-pilot, doing things only because they seem like a good idea at the time; and one is aware of only one thing at a time outside oneself, and even that thing seems unreal. A most unpleasant sensation.

Against the next show, I'm trying to come up with a theme song; and what more obvious choice than Geo. F. Root's hit from 1862, Battle Cry of Freedom? A rip-snorter, if you put your back into it.

The following lyric is a bit repetitive. While that facilitates memorization, it's also apt to bore the audience, especially with the repetitive tune:

When you feel like getting down,
'Cause Life has got you down,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers;
When you need to add some laugh lines
And jettison the frown,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers!

Chorus:
Sarcastic! Satiric!
Ironic, as well!
Show us your foibles—
We'll give 'em hell.
When you feel like getting down,
'Cause Life has got you down,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers!

When you need a bit of funk,
'Cause you feel you're in a funk,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers;
When you find that Life's absurd
And Philosophy is bunk,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers!

Chorus:
Sarcastic! Satiric!
Ironic, as well!
(Al Gore is dead, Bev.—
How can they tell?)
When you feel like getting down,
'Cause Life has got you down,
That's when it's time for Bonner's Boomers!

Lyric © 2008 Nathaniel DesH. Petrikov