http://mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sick_wilson2013-06-12 04:31 pm
mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com) wrote in sick_wilson2013-06-12 04:31 pm
Entry tags:
It's No Problem
Title: It’s No Problem (I’m Not Angry)
Summary A filk song about Wilson’s struggles with alcoholism, which he still thinks is not serious enough for anyone to need to worry about him. It’s based on a song by the Everly Brothers called “I’m not angry.”
Warning: Sort OOC, and Wilson is making a joke out of something very serious. Also, there’s a lot of drinking going on in this song.
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for the Filk Song Challenge
My Lyrics:
I’ve had a fifth of Jim Beam but down my face the tears still stream
I tried to drown my fears with a twenty-four pack of beers
Nothing I do can pull me out of this funk
But it’s no problem I’m just drunk
I smashed a bunch of figurines and stained my brand new jeans
I got into some huge fight with some bozo, who I don’t even know
It’s over something incredibly dumb
But it’s no problem, I’m just numb
No matter what I do, or who I talk to, I’m left feeling blue
Until those first sips touch my longing lips
Then I can relax: stop myself being so nice all the time
After a few more drinks, I’m feeling so sublime
At lunch I have some rum & Coke; I tell you it’s no joke
Yet no one’s noticed just how bad I’ve got
I’m much too clever to get caught.
When I drink my thoughts get really fuzzed
But it’s no problem I’m just buzzed
But it’s no problem, I’m just buzzed (x5)
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Original Lyrics:
I hope your radio won't play until I've had my say
I hope your mail always fails to reach you/
Until you want to hear from me
I hope your wristwatch goes berserk
But I'm not angry, I'm just hurt
I hope your ‘phone will never ring or your canary sing
I hope your car doesn't start, cannot move
Until you want to be with me
I hope your brand new dress gets torn
But I'm not angry, just forlorn
I'll make a voodoo doll, stuff it with bats and owls
He'll haunt your house, I'll rattle chains
We'll hang around until you call my name
And tell me that you want me back again
I hope your records always break, new shoes make your feet ache
I hope your luck will get stuck on black cats
Until you want a kiss from me
I hope your TV's always bad
But I'm not angry, I'm just sad
But I'm not angry, I'm just sad(x5)
Summary A filk song about Wilson’s struggles with alcoholism, which he still thinks is not serious enough for anyone to need to worry about him. It’s based on a song by the Everly Brothers called “I’m not angry.”
Warning: Sort OOC, and Wilson is making a joke out of something very serious. Also, there’s a lot of drinking going on in this song.
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for the Filk Song Challenge
My Lyrics:
I’ve had a fifth of Jim Beam but down my face the tears still stream
I tried to drown my fears with a twenty-four pack of beers
Nothing I do can pull me out of this funk
But it’s no problem I’m just drunk
I smashed a bunch of figurines and stained my brand new jeans
I got into some huge fight with some bozo, who I don’t even know
It’s over something incredibly dumb
But it’s no problem, I’m just numb
No matter what I do, or who I talk to, I’m left feeling blue
Until those first sips touch my longing lips
Then I can relax: stop myself being so nice all the time
After a few more drinks, I’m feeling so sublime
At lunch I have some rum & Coke; I tell you it’s no joke
Yet no one’s noticed just how bad I’ve got
I’m much too clever to get caught.
When I drink my thoughts get really fuzzed
But it’s no problem I’m just buzzed
But it’s no problem, I’m just buzzed (x5)
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Original Lyrics:
I hope your radio won't play until I've had my say
I hope your mail always fails to reach you/
Until you want to hear from me
I hope your wristwatch goes berserk
But I'm not angry, I'm just hurt
I hope your ‘phone will never ring or your canary sing
I hope your car doesn't start, cannot move
Until you want to be with me
I hope your brand new dress gets torn
But I'm not angry, just forlorn
I'll make a voodoo doll, stuff it with bats and owls
He'll haunt your house, I'll rattle chains
We'll hang around until you call my name
And tell me that you want me back again
I hope your records always break, new shoes make your feet ache
I hope your luck will get stuck on black cats
Until you want a kiss from me
I hope your TV's always bad
But I'm not angry, I'm just sad
But I'm not angry, I'm just sad(x5)