the spanish song

[ckaratnytsky]

     Oh, whattt.  Is my fragile pop song reality about to be shattered--for 
     the *second* time in my young life?  Are you going to tell me, 
     Harrison Sherwood, you fascisti Dick Clark you, that "Brazil" isn't 
     called "Brazil?"  Now listen, be gentle with me:  I'm a loathsome 36, 
     and neither a boomer nor an x-er be.  Despised by all, ya got me?  My 
     musical heritage?  Disco.  OK?  I'm not proud of it, but that's what I 
     got this time around.  Listen:  It took half of high school for me to 
     recover from Gnostic shock when I discovered that the song I had 
     known, and loved--and MEM-orized even--as "Teenage Wasteland" was 
     actually called--well, look, don't make me say it, OK?
     
     What's next?  "The Hut Hut Song" isn't code?  Frank Sinatra didn't 
     write "My Way?"  The walrus really *is* Paul?
     
     Do your worst, Sherwood, it's just another brick in the wall.
     
     Wimoweh,
     
     Chris
     
     Is it the Transit
     or simply a crock?
     Is it the passage of plan(ets)
     or mere paradox?
     Is it the ket-jaaaaap
     that makes me so coy......