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Lyr Req: Vonnegut's Song

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GUEST,zippyfusenet 12 Aug 13 - 09:22 PM
Joe_F 12 Aug 13 - 10:21 PM
Mark Ross 12 Aug 13 - 11:49 PM
GUEST 13 Aug 13 - 08:57 AM
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Subject: Lyr Req: Vonnegut's Song
From: GUEST,zippyfusenet
Date: 12 Aug 13 - 09:22 PM

In _Slaughterhouse Five_, Kurt Vonnegut quotes one verse of a very filthy song:

In my prison cell I sit with my britches full of shit,
And my balls are flopping naked on the floor,
And I see the bloody snag where she bit me in the bag,
Oh, I'll never fuck a Polak any more!

I've never heard this one sung, but it seems this verse would fit well to the The Rambles of Spring, or possibly Tramp, Tramp, Tramp Our Boys Are Marching.

Does anyone know the rest of the lyrics to this song? The preferred tune? The title? Anything?


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Vonnegut's Song
From: Joe_F
Date: 12 Aug 13 - 10:21 PM

Cf. Ball of Yarn. Oscar Brand is not quite so filthy:

In a prison cell I sit, with my coattails in the shade,
And the shadow of my nose upon the walls,
And the ladies, as they pass, thrust their hatpins up my coat,
While the little mice play hopscotch on my shoes.

His tune is not quite the same as that of "Tramp! tramp! tramp!", but note that the latter *begins* with the words "In the prison cell I sit, Thinking Mother dear, of you".

The IWW had a song TTTO "Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!" beginning with a stanza (missing from the version in The Big Red Songbook) that went something like

In a prison cell we sit. Are we broken-hearted? Nit!
We're as happy and as cheerful as can be,
For we know that every Wob will be busy on the job
Till they swing the prison gates and set us free.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Vonnegut's Song
From: Mark Ross
Date: 12 Aug 13 - 11:49 PM

Pat Sky had a different version;

In the draftboard here I sit,
Covered o'er with Nixon's shit,
And our sweat is turning Agnew's filthy mill,
And the people as they pass,
Shove Westmorland up our ass,
I guess we've had our goddamn, fucking fill.

Chorus;
Fight, Fight, Fight for Liberation.....


Mark Ross


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Vonnegut's Song
From: GUEST
Date: 13 Aug 13 - 08:57 AM

That's what it made me think of, too, Mark.


In the draft board here we sit
Covered o'er with Nixon's shit
While our sweat is turning Agnew's filthy mill
And the people, as they pass
They jam Melvin up our ass [reference to Melvin Laird]
Well I guess we've had our goddam fucking fill

Fight, fight, fight for liberation
Break, break, break the social scheme
We will drag the bastards down
And we'll grind 'em in the ground
And replace them with a working class regime

Then we'll send a firing squad
After Cardinal Spellman's God
McNamara he will be the next in line
Then we'll pump some LSD
Into Jackie Kennedy
And we'll make her fuck the workers overtime

Then we'll get a bloody rope
And we'll hang the fuckin' pope
And we'll burn the Sistine Chapel to the ground
Then we'll turn our Tommy-guns
On the screaming, ravished nuns
And the peoples' voice will be the only sound

So if you hate the Working Class,
But you'd like to save your ass
Then you better give your money to the poor!
Or we'll sell your mother's twat
To a sailor on your yacht
And we'll turn your favorite daughter to a whore!


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