Luke the Lyricist

Luke has taken to tinkling away at the piano keys, making up spur-of-the-moment songs. Two recent lyrical masterpieces, sung to hauntingly mournful (if somewhat droning) melodies:

"When I grow up, I will be a worker at the grocery store, when I come home, I will have a drink, then I will go back, then I will come home, then I will go back, then I will come home, then I will go back, then I will come home..."

"I love you, I hope you don't die... If you are killed by a bad guy, a giant robot will take him to jail, but then the bad guy will break out of jail and kill everybody except the giant robot because robots can't die..."

Comments

[kittenpie]

Oh dear. That first one is chilling...

(Pumpkinpie makes up horribly tuneless, wandering songs, too, which are sweet, but grating to the ear. Ah, well, son't last forever, I suppose, unless she takes up New Music and is hailed as a genius.)

[Steph]

Hey kp. I remain optimistic that both are kiddies will be hailed as New Musical geniuses.