GAA!!! REMAKES!!!
Jan. 23rd, 2005 07:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tabular_rasa*CRIES*
This is scarring, this really is. They remade "If I Were A Rich Man," from freaking FIDDLER ON THE ROOF. You don't remake MUSICAL songs, dumbasses. OH MY GOSH . . .
It's just disturbing. It doesn't help that she mentions Japan in there about fifty million times-- yet ANOTHER sign that my obsession is being stolen by the pop culture harpies of doom.
*DIES*
Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani, featuring Eve
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
[2x]
If I was a rich girl (na, na....)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know
If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
I'd get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh)
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names (yeah)
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know
[Eve]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x]), what
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x])
What happened to my life
Turned upside down
Chicks dat blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
(Original track and ting, mmm)
You know you can't buy these things (no)
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish
People, you know who I am
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love
If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I much prefer my song parody, thank you very much . . . and Ms. Stefani can stick to that song she did the Alice in Wonderland music video to. I liked that one. Just . . . just stop REMAKING things, people! Get some creativity! GAA!!! It is one thing to parody, like Weird Al-- that takes some skill, believe me; you have to learn how to rhyme and cleverly stick in things there and such-- and it's a little less of a crime to "feature" and play the old song in the background while you sing (or, in most cases, rap) over it, but even that's pushing it.
Some are less bad than others; for instance, Lady Marmalade wasn't too bad and was more true to the old one (except the whole changing "New Orleans" to "Moulin Rouge" but keeping "Creole"-- there aren't Creoles in France, I'm sorry).
Now, some . . . they just all need to be shot:
The Last Kiss remake (crappy song anyhow; remake was not necessary, and *shudder* that's man's VOICE)
Sweet Home Alabama remake (shoot me now)
Jesse's Girl remake (it's not even that OLD!!!)
On another piss-off measure, I just got this pop-up that appeared like at the bottom of my potential scroll bar. I had to scroll all the way down and all the way across just to get RID of it . . . grr . . .
Okay, I'm done being negative . . . I think . . .
I hate it when people rub their bad moods off on you.
This is scarring, this really is. They remade "If I Were A Rich Man," from freaking FIDDLER ON THE ROOF. You don't remake MUSICAL songs, dumbasses. OH MY GOSH . . .
It's just disturbing. It doesn't help that she mentions Japan in there about fifty million times-- yet ANOTHER sign that my obsession is being stolen by the pop culture harpies of doom.
*DIES*
Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani, featuring Eve
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
[2x]
If I was a rich girl (na, na....)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know
If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
I'd get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh)
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names (yeah)
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know
[Eve]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x]), what
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x])
What happened to my life
Turned upside down
Chicks dat blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
(Original track and ting, mmm)
You know you can't buy these things (no)
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish
People, you know who I am
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love
If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I much prefer my song parody, thank you very much . . . and Ms. Stefani can stick to that song she did the Alice in Wonderland music video to. I liked that one. Just . . . just stop REMAKING things, people! Get some creativity! GAA!!! It is one thing to parody, like Weird Al-- that takes some skill, believe me; you have to learn how to rhyme and cleverly stick in things there and such-- and it's a little less of a crime to "feature" and play the old song in the background while you sing (or, in most cases, rap) over it, but even that's pushing it.
Some are less bad than others; for instance, Lady Marmalade wasn't too bad and was more true to the old one (except the whole changing "New Orleans" to "Moulin Rouge" but keeping "Creole"-- there aren't Creoles in France, I'm sorry).
Now, some . . . they just all need to be shot:
The Last Kiss remake (crappy song anyhow; remake was not necessary, and *shudder* that's man's VOICE)
Sweet Home Alabama remake (shoot me now)
Jesse's Girl remake (it's not even that OLD!!!)
On another piss-off measure, I just got this pop-up that appeared like at the bottom of my potential scroll bar. I had to scroll all the way down and all the way across just to get RID of it . . . grr . . .
Okay, I'm done being negative . . . I think . . .
I hate it when people rub their bad moods off on you.
