Livin’ La Vida Lockdown

Livin’ La Vida Lockdown

Music: Ricky Martin
Lyrics: Timothy Price

From LA to New York City
Canada to the wall
It’s like bad renditions
Of movies like “The Fall”

So many lamentations
News gives us all a fright
Only sick and grave predictions
We are in an awful plight

You can take your clothes off and stand naked in the rain
But there’s no one to see you, now isn’t that a shame?
Isn’t that a shame? Come on.

Inside can’t go out
Livin’ la vida lockdown
Makes us scream and shout
Livin’ la vida lockdown
We can’t earn our bread
Enough to drive us loca
Lockdowns wear us out
Livin’ la vida lockdown (oh man!)
Livin’ la vida lockdown (how sad!)
Livin’ la vida lockdown

Woke up such a pity what a funky nasty spell
We do your part to save some money
But it’s like a living hell

Restless, climbing walls, all this waiting’s such a pain
Now we’re all alone, and it’s driving us insane
Yeah, we’ll never be the same

Inside can’t go out
Livin’ la vida lockdown
Makes us scream and shout
Livin’ la vida lockdown
We can’t earn our bread
Enough to drive us loca
Lockdowns wear us out
Livin’ la vida lockdown (oh man!)
Livin’ la vida lockdown (how sad!)
Livin’ la vida lockdown

Ride a horse naked like Godiva in the rain
But there’s no one to see you, isn’t that a shame?
Isn’t that a shame? Come on.

Inside can’t go out
Livin’ la vida lockdown
Makes us scream and shout
Livin’ la vida lockdown
We can’t earn our bread
Enough to drive us loca
Lockdowns wear us out
Livin’ la vida lockdown (Yeah!)

Livin’ la vida lockdown

Livin’ la vida lockdown
Livin’ la vida lockdown
Livin’ la vida lockdown

La Llorona

I haven’t posted a parody in quite a long time. I’m sure there are many people who think it would be just fine if I never posted another parody. But life presses on, and I love making parodies, so another one has come to fruition. Besides, I could not let this opportunity for a parody pass me by.

It all started on New Years Day when Wade came over for black-eyed peas. We prepare and eat black-eyed peas every New Years Day for good luck (Laurie does most of the cooking). Wade and I went for a walk to Beaver point. Wade had never been to the river in Corrales, and he noticed the jetties along the riverbank. He commented that the river bank looked like Normandy with the large, jacks-shaped iron jetties along the edge of the river.

While I was explaining how the jetties were installed by the Conservancy for flood control, I pointed out a knot in one of the large cables that used to run through a line of jetties. I explained that La Llorona was the only one around here who had enough strength to tie a knot in a 1 1/4 steel cable. Wade asked “Who? I’ve never heard of La Llorona. Is she like ‘My Sharona?'” I said no, but realized at that moment that La Llorona was a perfect parody for “My Sharona”. You may know the song by The Knack? I was surprised I hadn’t put La Llorona and “My Sharona” together before now. It’s such an obvious fit. I wrote the lyrics and recorded the parody of The Knack’s music the next day. But it took a lot of thinking before I came up with an idea for a video.

It might have been right around Epiphany that I had an epiphany to employ Lego® figurines for La Llorona and her children. I knew we still had a lot of Legos out in the infinite shed of doom, so I plunged in and found some Lego figurines that were more than happy to play the parts. I also used photos of Muertas from Albuquerque’s annual Dia de los Muertos Marigold Parade in the video.

La Llorona

Lyrics: Timothy Price
Music: The Knack
Vocals AWB

Ooo, she lost her little ones, her little ones
When she drowned them in the ditch, la Llorona!
Ooo, then she tried to run, tried to run
Turned around and killed herself, la Llorona.

Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time
She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine
Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!

L-l-l-la Llorona

Come a little closer, she drown you in the ditch
Close enough to scratch your eyes, la Llorona
She is a mystery, always crying, look and see
Running down the ditch she shrieks on high, Llorona

Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time
She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine
Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!

L-l-l-la Llorona
L-l-l-la Llorona (Yeah!)

When’s she going to give it up, give it up
She’s just crying all the time, la Llorona
Is it just infanticide, infanticide
Or is it murder in your mind, Llorona?

Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time
She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine
Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!
C-c-c-c-c-c-c-cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!

L-l-l-la Llorona
L-l-l-la Llorona
L-l-l-la Llorona
L-l-l-la Llorona

Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona
Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona
Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona

Here’s some “My Sharona” trivia: “My Sharona”  was recorded in a single take in the studio and released on the album “Get The Knack” in June 1979. It sold over a half a million copies in record time for the 70s, and became the fastest Capital Record debut to reach gold since the Beatles’ “I Want to Hold Your Hand” in 1964.