Tuesday, July 24, 2007

punny



rowing lingo is full of bad puns and groan-worthy plays on words -- if i see one more on-line rower with the screen name "goargeous" i think i might cry. i'm not sure what it is about the sport that produces so many punsters; my current theory places lack of sleep and countless hours in spandex at the head of the list of possible causes. regardless of what fueled them, however, the folks across the pond at the twickenham rowing club have done themselves pun proud by rewriting the lyrics to some class pop tunes so that they have a rowing bent. my fav at the moment is the twrc's rewording of gloria gaynor's "i will survive":

I WILL SURVIVE
(With apologies to Gloria Gaynor)

At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinkin' I could never match your timing on the slide
But then I did some heavy weights
Thinkin' how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to scull along

And so you're back from Jurgen's squad
I just walked in to find you here, wanting an outing the quad
I should have changed the boathouse lock
I would have pushed you off the quay
If I'd have known for just one second you'd still want to row with me

Go on ergo, walk out the door
Just put those blades down
'cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to take the rating high
You thought I'd crumble
You thought I'd blow up and die
Oh no, not I. I will survive
Oh as long as I know how to scull I know I'll stay alive;
I've got all my life to live,
I've got lots of length to give and I'll survive,
I will survive. Hey hey.

It took all the strength I had not to drop the rate
Kept trying' hard to mend the pieces of my broken gate
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself. I used to sky
But now I hold my hands up high

And you see me somebody new
I'm not that chained up little novice never in your crew,
And so you feel like droppin' in
And just expect a seat is free,
Now I'm savin' all my rowin' for someone who'll follow' me

Go on ergo, walk out the door
Just put those blades down
'cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to take the rating high
You thought I'd crumble
You thought I'd blow up and die
Oh no, not I. I will survive
Oh as long as I know how to scull I know I'll stay alive,
I've got all my life to live,
I've got lots of length to give and I'll survive,
I will survive. Hey hey.

check out the rest of twrc's top of the pots here.

*that's the twrc's "unofficial" club logo, a play on the well-known london underground sign, at the opening of the post.

3 Comments:

Blogger 00 said...

If you are going to sing that you need to wear sequined unisuits... with feathers, definitely feathers. :)

1:50 a.m.  
Blogger 00 said...

where are the bats? :O

8:46 p.m.  
Blogger gOARgeous said...

oh man, womp womp, i guess my name could have been more original than goargeous...i just thought it was one aspect that did not even matter. thanks for the boat name input!

3:41 p.m.  

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