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
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!
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.