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    I just remembered another song that isn't necessarily a classic holiday song per se, but still captures the essence of Christmas: Donna and Blitzen by Badly Drawn Boy. Gorgeous, gorgeous song.
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    Quote Originally Posted by misskitty View Post
    I have just heard THE WORST Christmas song ever! It made me start to cry in the car on the way home. It was about a kitty who got left out in a snowstorm. She befriended a little mouse who was almost frozen and they stayed together in a snowbank to wait out Christmas Eve. (that part is ok). But then, by the time Santa arrives and the reindeer find the kitty kat, she is DEAD! FROZEN DEAD! The mouse, however, survives. What kind of Christmas cheer is that! And that music is hauntingly awful. Dreary. Sad. Very sad. Even though at the end, Santa lifts the Dead Body of the Kitty up to the stars so she can be a constellation forever, it's still AWFUL. I kept waiting for a good part, for the kitty to be brought back to life, that it was a mistake that she was FROZEN DEAD! But it didn't happen. . What a horrible, horrible. song. For all cat lovers alike.

    Sorry for ranting. I got home and kissed my kitts.
    What kind of station would play anything like this????!!!!!! How horrid and it makes me question the writer's intent; I feel like calling the ASPCA to follow this person around, to make sure they aren't hurting animals in their spare time.

    I'm easy to please, regarding Christmas songs. I'm listening to Lite FM music right now, and they do a grand job of having the BEST Christmas music from Dean Martin, the Carpenter's, Bing Crosby, Clay Aiken, etc.

    I was driving around last week, shopping for Christmas, and like misskitty, I had to pull over to the side of the road because I was crying so hard at a Christmas song I had never heard before or since.

    It's called A Soldier's Silent Night and this is the back story and lyrics; I don't know if I could stand to listen to it again, as it was so heart-wrenching, but in a good way.

    "Written by former Marine Corporal James M. Schmidt, in 1987 when stationed in Washington D.C., it was pounded out on a typewriter while awaiting the commading officer's Christmas holiday decoration inspection. It was originally title "Merry Christmas, My Friend", and was an instant success that reportedly brought tears to the eyes of the barrracks Commander who ordered it distributed to everyone he knew. It appeared in the barracks publication Pass in Review in December 1987 and Leatherneck Magazine in December 1991.
    The poem was recorded as a tribute by Father Ted Berndt, a former Marine and Purple Heart recipient during World War II, currently residing in Dousman, Wisconsin for his daughter Ellen Stout, a Clear Channel radio personality.

    Here's the original poem:

    MERRY CHRISTMAS, MY FRIEND
    ‘Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
    In a one-bedroom house made of plaster and stone.
    I had come down the chimney, with presents to give
    and to see just who in this home did live.

    As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
    no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
    No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand.
    On the wall hung pictures of a far distant land.

    With medals and badges, awards of all kind,
    a sobering thought soon came to my mind.
    For this house was different, unlike any I’d seen.
    This was the home of a U.S. Marine.

    I’d heard stories about them, I had to see more,
    so I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
    And there he lay sleeping, silent, alone,
    Curled up on the floor in his one-bedroom home.

    He seemed so gentle, his face so serene,
    Not how I pictured a U.S. Marine.
    Was this the hero, of whom I’d just read?
    Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

    His head was clean-shaven, his weathered face tan.
    I soon understood, this was more than a man.
    For I realized the families that I saw that night,
    owed their lives to these men, who were willing to fight.

    Soon around the Nation, the children would play,
    And grown-ups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
    They all enjoyed freedom, each month and all year,
    because of Marines like this one lying here.

    I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone,
    on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.
    Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye.
    I dropped to my knees and I started to cry.

    He must have awoken, for I heard a rough voice,
    “Santa, don’t cry, this life is my choice
    I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more.
    My life is my God, my country, my Corps.”

    With that he rolled over, drifted off into sleep,
    I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.

    I watched him for hours, so silent and still.
    I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.
    So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
    and covered this Marine from his toes to his head.
    Then I put on his T-shirt of scarlet and gold,
    with an eagle, globe and anchor emblazoned so bold.
    And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
    and for one shining moment, I was Marine Corps deep inside.

    I didn’t want to leave him so quiet in the night,
    this guardian of honor so willing to fight.
    But half asleep he rolled over, and in a voice clean and pure,
    said “Carry on, Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all secure.”
    One look at my watch and I knew he was right,
    Merry Christmas my friend, Semper Fi and goodnight.



    ©Copyright circa 1991 by James M. Schmidt
    (As printers in the December 1991 issue of the USMC magazine, Leatherneck)"
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    I love U2's Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) and I second Mozzz's choice of Erasure's She Won't be Home. The ones I hate are too numerous to list
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    Not real songs, but this brought a great laugh from me.

    It's Songs for the Psychologically Impaired.

    "CHRISTMAS CAROLS FOR THE PSYCHOLOGICALLY CHALLENGED

    Schizophrenia ---
    Do You Hear What I Hear?

    Multiple Personality Disorder ---
    We Three Queens Disoriented Are

    Amnesia ---
    I Don't Know if I'll be Home for Christmas

    Narcissistic ---
    Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me

    Manic ---
    Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and
    Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants
    and...

    Paranoid ---
    Santa Claus is Coming to Get Me

    Borderline Personality Disorder ---
    Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire

    Personality Disorder ---
    You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll tell You Why


    Obsessive Compulsive Disorder ---
    Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
    Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells

    Agoraphobia ---
    I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day But Wouldn't Leave My House

    Senile Dementia ---
    Walking in a Winter Wonderland Miles From My House In My Slippers and Robe

    Oppositional Defiant Disorder ---
    I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus So I Burned Down the House

    Social Anxiety Disorder ---
    Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas While I Sit Here and
    Hyperventilate >>
    Still crazy, after all these shears

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    Quote Originally Posted by lambikins View Post
    What kind of station would play anything like this????!!!!!! How horrid and it makes me question the writer's intent; I feel like calling the ASPCA to follow this person around, to make sure they aren't hurting animals in their spare time.

    I'm easy to please, regarding Christmas songs. I'm listening to Lite FM music right now, and they do a grand job of having the BEST Christmas music from Dean Martin, the Carpenter's, Bing Crosby, Clay Aiken, etc.

    I was driving around last week, shopping for Christmas, and like misskitty, I had to pull over to the side of the road because I was crying so hard at a Christmas song I had never heard before or since.

    It's called A Soldier's Silent Night and this is the back story and lyrics; I don't know if I could stand to listen to it again, as it was so heart-wrenching, but in a good way.

    "Written by former Marine Corporal James M. Schmidt, in 1987 when stationed in Washington D.C., it was pounded out on a typewriter while awaiting the commading officer's Christmas holiday decoration inspection. It was originally title "Merry Christmas, My Friend", and was an instant success that reportedly brought tears to the eyes of the barrracks Commander who ordered it distributed to everyone he knew. It appeared in the barracks publication Pass in Review in December 1987 and Leatherneck Magazine in December 1991.
    The poem was recorded as a tribute by Father Ted Berndt, a former Marine and Purple Heart recipient during World War II, currently residing in Dousman, Wisconsin for his daughter Ellen Stout, a Clear Channel radio personality.

    Here's the original poem:

    MERRY CHRISTMAS, MY FRIEND
    ‘Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
    In a one-bedroom house made of plaster and stone.
    I had come down the chimney, with presents to give
    and to see just who in this home did live.

    As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
    no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
    No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand.
    On the wall hung pictures of a far distant land.

    With medals and badges, awards of all kind,
    a sobering thought soon came to my mind.
    For this house was different, unlike any I’d seen.
    This was the home of a U.S. Marine.

    I’d heard stories about them, I had to see more,
    so I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
    And there he lay sleeping, silent, alone,
    Curled up on the floor in his one-bedroom home.

    He seemed so gentle, his face so serene,
    Not how I pictured a U.S. Marine.
    Was this the hero, of whom I’d just read?
    Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

    His head was clean-shaven, his weathered face tan.
    I soon understood, this was more than a man.
    For I realized the families that I saw that night,
    owed their lives to these men, who were willing to fight.

    Soon around the Nation, the children would play,
    And grown-ups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
    They all enjoyed freedom, each month and all year,
    because of Marines like this one lying here.

    I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone,
    on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.
    Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye.
    I dropped to my knees and I started to cry.

    He must have awoken, for I heard a rough voice,
    “Santa, don’t cry, this life is my choice
    I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more.
    My life is my God, my country, my Corps.”

    With that he rolled over, drifted off into sleep,
    I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.

    I watched him for hours, so silent and still.
    I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.
    So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
    and covered this Marine from his toes to his head.
    Then I put on his T-shirt of scarlet and gold,
    with an eagle, globe and anchor emblazoned so bold.
    And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
    and for one shining moment, I was Marine Corps deep inside.

    I didn’t want to leave him so quiet in the night,
    this guardian of honor so willing to fight.
    But half asleep he rolled over, and in a voice clean and pure,
    said “Carry on, Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all secure.”
    One look at my watch and I knew he was right,
    Merry Christmas my friend, Semper Fi and goodnight.



    ©Copyright circa 1991 by James M. Schmidt
    (As printers in the December 1991 issue of the USMC magazine, Leatherneck)"
    That's SO beautiful!!!

    The song mentioned about the WW2 soldiers is called Belleau Wood. it is a too!

    (But I did LMAO at the crazy carols!!)
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    Quote Originally Posted by lambikins View Post
    Not real songs, but this brought a great laugh from me.

    It's Songs for the Psychologically Impaired.

    "CHRISTMAS CAROLS FOR THE PSYCHOLOGICALLY CHALLENGED

    Schizophrenia ---
    Do You Hear What I Hear?

    Multiple Personality Disorder ---
    We Three Queens Disoriented Are

    Amnesia ---
    I Don't Know if I'll be Home for Christmas

    Narcissistic ---
    Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me

    Manic ---
    Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and
    Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants
    and...

    Paranoid ---
    Santa Claus is Coming to Get Me

    Borderline Personality Disorder ---
    Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire

    Personality Disorder ---
    You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll tell You Why


    Obsessive Compulsive Disorder ---
    Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
    Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells

    Agoraphobia ---
    I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day But Wouldn't Leave My House

    Senile Dementia ---
    Walking in a Winter Wonderland Miles From My House In My Slippers and Robe

    Oppositional Defiant Disorder ---
    I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus So I Burned Down the House

    Social Anxiety Disorder ---
    Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas While I Sit Here and
    Hyperventilate >>
    I think I'm going to post this at work. What a riot!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lea View Post
    I think I'm going to post this at work. What a riot!
    I posted a copy on the timeclock!
    I might as well work. I'm in a bad mood anyway.
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    I just heard "I want a hippopotamus for Christmas." by Gail Peavey for the first time. Wow-I went 42 years without hearing it and now all I can say is -why now!?

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    Quote Originally Posted by JAFO'S PRINCESS View Post
    I posted a copy on the timeclock!
    What was the reaction from your coworkers?

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    I just came from my Curves workout. The upbeat music is usually great, but today they were playing Christmas "workout" music. "Silent Night" and "The First Noel" with a dance beat is just wrong. :nono

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