My current favorite music.

[Sannum]

Maybe it is the stress I am under (important interview tomorrow...yikes) but I have found myself listening to old Sesame Street and Muppet albums. They take me back to a much simpler time. Now, since Sesame Street is so un-recognizable from the show I enjoyed as a kid, it is like I am going back in time. Oh to be five again:P.

Anyway, enjoy this song:). Performed by Ernie:)

Well, I'd like to visit the moon
On a rocket ship high in the air
Yes, I'd like to visit the moon
But I don't think I'd like to live there
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I might like it for one afternoon
I don't want to live on the moon

I'd like to travel under the sea
I could meet all the fish everywhere
Yes, I'd travel under the sea
But I don't think I'd like to live there
I might stay for a day there if I had my wish
But there's not much to do when your friends are all fish
And an oyster and clam aren't real family
So I don't want to live in the sea

I'd like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar
Go back in time and meet a dinosaur
There's so many strange places I'd like to be
But none of them permanently

So if I should visit the moon
Well, I'll dance on a moonbeam and then
I will make a wish on a star
And I'll wish I was home once again
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I may go I'll be coming home soon
'Cause I don't want to live on the moon
No, I don't want to live on the moon

[eyepaddle]

1. And by way of contrast..here's my favorite

although it goes back to 1978. From the Judas Priest info pages:

(Thanks to Andrew Austin for his help on the call-and-response section in the first verse. As for the term Hyksos, they were a conquering Semitic tribe whose kings ruled over Egypt from the 18th to the 16th centuries before they were defeated and driven out of the Nile. The period of Hyksos rule was synonymous with anarchy and destruction.)


Wild-eyed and tight fisted, I'm fused to the bone
I stand contemplating, reacting alone
Impaled with betrayal (Crashing on Hyksos)
The tourniquet turns (Mount passing God fear)
Society's creation (Tip of his finger)
Pole-axed out and burnt (They're spying his throne)

Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class
Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king

Transfixed at deliverance, is this all there is
Faithless continuum, into the abyss
Fierce is my conviction, absolute my belief
I spit at you apathy, and seducer deceit

Lethal, deadly, hung, drawn and quartered
He slaughtered and faltered and altered the world
But by doing so smashed all his hopes and utopian dreams
Whipping, stripping, peeling the flesh off, relentless and senseless
His lust snapped like vipers whose fangs sank in deep
To infest and decay from the core

Impaled with betrayal, the tourniquet turns
Society's creation, pole-axed out and burnt

Stained class king