I confess I don't remember this song, but after all the hoopla and watching the movie, "This Is It." I've decided one thing.
I like it.
The drums are especially appealing to my quirky ear drums.
So I present to you, MY zombied up rendition of Michael Jackson's "They Don't Care About Us."
This long distance dedication goes out to all the UNcaring UNdead out there.
Please click play.
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"They Don't Care About Us"
(children chanting)
All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us
Skinned dead, fried head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody zombification
It tastes sweet, on the spoon
Everybody's zombie food
Bite her, bite heads
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Beat me, bake me
You can make zombie
Slurp me, burp me
You already killed me
Can me, soup me
Everybody's fresh meat
Fork me, knife me
Don't you under cook me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a knife and two axes who cut me
I am the victim of zombie brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the icin' on cakes
You're saltin' me on my hide, oh, for Loon's sake
I look to zombies to fulfill their prophecy...
Set and freeze
Skinned head, fried head
Everybody gone bad
Marination, liquidation
Everybody zombification
In the kitchen, on the news
Everybody's zombie food
Black man, brown male
Everybody's now a meal
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my bites
Am I invisible because you have gored me?
Your zombification promised me free energy, now
I'm tired of bein' the meal for the day
They're throwing me in a platter with some giblets
I can't believe this is the body from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But now Roosevelt is livin'
He's UNdead, now you see, no, no
Cheese cake, cheese head
Everything has gone bad
Situation, toast and bacon
Everybody zombification
Beat me, mash me
You always wanna nosh on me
Rub me, gel me
Don't forget to spice me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
(guitar solo)
Some foods in life they just don't wanna be
Now that Martin Luther is livin'
He's UNdead, just like me
Skinned head, fried head
Everybody gone bad
Preservations, pressure cooking
Everybody zombification
In the kitchen, on the stools
Everybody's dog food
Rub me, spice me
Don't you under grill me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
hee hee
woo-hoo
Catchy beat, no?
"Yeah, Dick I give it an eight cuz it's got a great beat and it's easy to dance to."
Hello?
Dick?
Dick is that you? What are you eating? Oh, no! Not you too?
I should've known. Dick Clark is a zombie.
Yeesh.
Dang zombies.
They just don't care.
Nobody cares.
B.S. Many humans were harmed (gored) during the production of this post. Dick did it.
9 comments:
Hey, I'm first! Hmm...no one's here yet. Cool!
Ahem! Fabulous version, Quirky! I didn't even use the music as it would have taken away some of the power of your words for me. The only thing missing from it for me was...nomnomnomnomnomnom. Otherwise, inspired post as usual & glad you finally outed Dick Clark. There's no way he could still be human after all these years! HA!
Another Zterling muzical makeover from the zombified brainz of the Quirkzter. Gotta run, Dick's about to gore me. Better than being Al Gored, but still ...
Marvin D Wilson
I am nowz zo hungry and haz strange beat in my head.
Shame on Dick for making such a mess with the goring.
Quirky, you are one delightzful NUT! LOL. Erm, zo do I'z gotta getz za zombledy talkz downz wenzon zis blog? Or elz Dick gorz me?
Quirks, you sure know how to beat it, beat it, beat it.
I do believez thiz iz now one of my favorite zombie songz. I be danzin' to it all nitez long.
@Collette Hee hee, he's definitely NOT human anymore.
@Marvin I'm sure you outran him right? Hello? Marvin? You did outrun him? Marvin? Marvin? Woops. Nice knowing ya!
@Reffie Might I recommend a nice slice zombie eye pie? Most delicious! Slurp!
@CactusAnnie Ooops! The zombie got your tongue! hee hee
@Noname I do, don't I? So dontcho ever tell me that you come around, don't wanna see your face, you'd better disappear. The fire's in your eyes and the words are really clear, so beat it! Hee hee hee (Please don't beat it! *smile*)
@Catlady Too bad nobody cares that you and I will be dancing to it all nitez longz! Wait! Isn't thata Lionel Richie song? WRONG artiste! hee hee
Doesn't hold a candle to Ozzy's "Zombie Stomp".
Itunes here I come.
Excellent rendition, Quirky.
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