Some songs can be done without.
A sort of fictionalized take on my parodying the Loverboy album Get Lucky.
A single something to support myself with would suffice, I suppose. But I am hoping to be on to a whole album of it.
The Black Pearl Crew were meeting on the beach again. Sometimes before, they had been able to suddenly come up with what would keep them catching the wind. This was not going to be one of those times, for they had used all the songs that involved much water their employer could readily provide.
They had been thinking for a while on their cursed enemy and which songs described him, and come to the act known as Loverboy. Easy lyrics to remember, some that recalled said villain running his sword around through his own chest. Only putting his story in certain songs off of the album Get Lucky, Lucky Ones and It’s Your Life, would not be particularly easy or rewarding, for those songs had nothing the Crew desperately needed.
Still, they had a reason to check out this album. Jack’s stock in trade, stealing, was presented in another form in Gangs In The Street, which began with the lines Put your hands in the air/You better take care/Your money or your life.
For this and other reasons, one day they came around to the album, which was perfect except for Lucky Ones and It’s Your Life, which were like ordinary rocks among the valuable minerals. A pirate realized, and he started grabbing on.
Of the songs on the album, Jack settled on the deductions that Working For The Weekend, When It’s Over, Gangs In The Street, Watch Out, and Take Me To The Top could be likened to what he had been through in one way or another. Most would be likened to the barnacle-encrusted monster of a sea monster. All were to be made about living raggedly on the high seas.
Arms were taken up against some hardly still part human foe in Come to Such a Bleak End.
It wished to take a piece of your heart - by tearing it apart.
Working For The Weekend had provided something to imagine really vividly, though the fact that he was crab at least up to his thigh - not to mention octopus above the neck - was ignored for this song. It was about not ending up like Bootstrap Bill. Jack liked a song about that anytime.
Davy could have ended up with the paw of a sea otter, or something else innocuous once his humanity was absent. But no, he had to have a claw of a size that even a full-grown crab usually doesn’t reach. Take Me To The Top had that crab claw described in it once Will had changed it to be Taken Over the Top.
It was a bloody sea, thanks to Davy, and as the Crew would say when not singing, we’re getting off of it.
The Crew yawned a bit at the far end of a town. About the only other sound was a cat who meowed. Even an idea about mutants would at least give Jack something to do.
He were ready to again have the S.S. Imagination take him aboard. Then he looked at the rocks just off the coastal landing. Although no ship was wrecked there, it could have happened. He thought of that as everyone else happily paddled the not very large ship.
Making sure Gangs In The Street was still about crime, Jack wrote about piracy and how it is more than playing.
He said any number of things with it, expressing that pirates were not always savvy or cooperative, describing a glorious battle in which the stairs on a ship had been broken before it sank, and more or less expressed the difficulty in a pirate keeping their head.
Strange attention was paid to the thing who was only a little human-shaped anymore. They changed the lyrics of When It’s Over to be about him and how he had basically shut the gate on sailors like Bootstrap Bill. The song made it as if treasures had been spilled onto their plates, with the subject of a relationship being over and easy things to word-smith.
The sea rippled violently in a contest with a creature who did not care for anyone. Those who got out of it were allowed to head to work on the song Watch Out. They wrote, I don’t care about your broken heart.
They shook him off and were happy.
Next up is the final parody album of the 2010s.