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Enough Already

ENOUGH ALREADY

Some years ago
I was in London
and came across the graffito
“Every car is one too many”

Thirty years on
it resides comfortably
welcome and well respected
among my accessible
and regularly visited memories.

Homage yet to that bright spark who coined it

Plague On Wheels

PLAGUE ON WHEELS*

It was one of those
All too frequent times
So many of the buggers
They couldn’t even move

Mesmerised
Hypnotised
Repeating
Ad nauseum

“You like
Carbon monoxide
It’s good for your health
It’s good for the planet”

“You like
Carbon monoxide
It’s good for your health
It’s good for the planet”

“You like
Carbon monoxide
It’s good for your health
It’s good for the planet”

“Would you like
To share my deadly poison?”
I dream of being asked and reply
“No, thank you all the same
But please do have my share yourself”

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* To learn a little about “Plague On Wheels” go to http://www.oocities.org/marek_vit/kt_boc.html#wheel.

Le Marketing Stratégique

LE MARKETING STRATÉGIQUE

The Citroën DS emerged
A sleek goddess among cars

Then someone had an idea,
Which morphed it into the ID.

Yet one never hears of the PD
And that Promotional Disaster.

They talk of “gay Paris” and yet
Were not quite ready for that!

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You probably need to be able to speak French as well as English to fully appreciate this piece. Otherwise, check out http://www.simoncars.co.uk/citroen/dsid.html and http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pede.

When reading or reciting it remember that the French pronunciation of Paris is “Paree”.

Carlessness


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CARLESSNESS

Each one too many
Catch up with the bicycle
And own the city

Too Many Cars (A Song)

TOO MANY CARS

I took a little walk just to see what’s going down.
They strangle up the city, Lord, they throttle up the town.
So I went out to the country just to try and get away
But they’re tearing up the country for a six lane motorway.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

With a car in every family things’re already looking rough,
But one car in a family seems it’s just not enough;
He’s got a red one, she’s got a green,
And the kids’ll all want one too just as soon as they’re seventeen.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

Now this greenhouse situation means there’s trouble in store.
They say there’s not enough ozone up there any more.
Nobody seems to worry though, nobody seems to care,
Just keep pumping their exhaust fumes out into the air.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

You take your life in your hands when you walk down the street;
Some fool comes down the road and tries to knock you off your feet.
Step off of the pavement, you better step right back.
He’s deep inside a daydream where he’s screaming round a race track.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

I tried one out myself; I thought: “I’ll get to work in style,”
But it took me all the morning just to travel half a mile.
By the time I finally got there it was well past dark.
That was only half the story – there was nowhere left to park!

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

You say you worry about your weight – I never see you take a walk.
You say you care about your brother, but that’s just talk.
You’re using all the oil up, and using all the steel.
While some of your brothers would be happy for a meal.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

Now you get behind the wheel and you feel so fine
That you don’t want to bother about a little yellow line.
You park ’em on the pavement and you park ’em on the grass.
I’d tell you where to park ’em … but you’d need both hands and a flashlight.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

So don’t go outside your door – it’ll scare you half to death.
And you’ll have to wear a gas mask just to get your breath;
But don’t stay indoors – TV’ll wreck your brain
With their “drive the latest model” they’re all insane.

…..And there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.
…..Yes, there’s too many, too many, too many,
……….too many, too many, too many cars.

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