But this, I can't resist..
Magritte (ceci n'est pas une pipe) did another classic, by the way, I just remembered it:
(This merely being in keeping with the greater mythical imperative & thematic of this here blog.. leviathan must be parodied after all..)
The Lyrics:
When I was a lad in a fishin' town
My old man said to me:
"You can spend your life, your jolly life,
Just sailin' on the sea.
You can search the world for pretty girls
Til your eyes grow weak and dim,
But don't go searchin' for a mermaid, son
If you don't know how to swim."
Chorus:
'Cause her hair was green as seaweed,
Her skin was blue and pale,
Her face, it was a work of art, I loved that girl with all my heart,
I only liked the upper part:
I did not like the tail.
I signed onto a sailing ship,
My first very day at sea
I seen the mermaid in the waves,
Reaching out to me.
"Come live with me in the sea said she,
Down on the ocean floor,
And I'll show you a million wonderous things,
you've never seen before.
So over I jumped and she pulled me down,
Down to her seaweed bed.
And a pillow made of tortoise-shell,
She placed beneath my head.
She fed me shrimp and caviar
Upon a silver dish.
From her head to her waist it was just my taste,
But the rest of her was a fish.
(Chorus)
Then one day, she swam away.
So I sang to the clams and the whales:
"Oh, how I miss her seaweed hair,
And the silver shine of her scales.
But then her sister, she swam by,
Set my heart awhirl!
'Cause her upper part was an ugly fish,
An' her bottom part was a girl!
Yes, her hair was green as seaweed.
Her skin was blue and pale, her legs they are a work of art.
I love that girl with all my heart,
And I don't give a damn bout the upper part,
'Cause that's how I get my tail!
FINIS
(and that in more ways than one..)
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