Man, Leslie would've laughed at this. Figuring out what to do with my day, I put in the Tank Girl soundtrack, thinking it'll motivate me to study and of course there's the big pay-off at the end, with Ice-T's Big Gun.
So what do I hear halfway through, that I'd forgotten totally? Shove, by L7, with the scintillating lyrics
Some guy just pinched my ass
Drunken bums ain't got no class
The boss says I won't get paid
It's been months since I've been laid
And I'm LOL'ing because it's written 20 years after, but has the same feel, as Class, from the Chicago soundtrack. Which I kept recalling after Leslie sent me the lyrics, because it's just so universal, this bemoaning of the loss of genteel-ity by people who have none whatsoever.
MATRON(Spoken)
The whole world's gone low-brow. Thing's ain't what they used to be.
VELMA(Spoken)
They sure ain't, Mama. They sure ain't it's all gone.
(Singing)
Whatever happened to fair dealing?
And pure ethics
And nice manners?
Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass?
Whatever happened to class?
MATRON
Class.
Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?"
And, "Yes, thank you?"
And, "How charming?"
Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass
Whatever happened to class?
VELMA AND MATRON
Class!
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
To open up the doors
There ain't no ladies now,
There's only pigs and whores
And even kids'll knock ya down
So's they can pass
Nobody's got no class!
VELMA
Whatever happened to old values?
MATRON
And fine morals?
VELMA
And good breeding?
MATRON
Now, no one even says "oops" when they're
Passing their gas
Whatever happened to class?
VELMA
Class
VELMA AND MATRON
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
That's fit for any use
And any girl'd touch your privates
For a deuce
MATRON
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass
VELMA
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass
VELMA AND MATRON
Nobody's got no class!
VELMA
All you read about today is rape and theft
MATRON
Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?
VELMA AND MATRON
Nobody's got no class!
MATRON
Everybody you watch
VELMA
'S got his brains in his crotch
MATRON
Holy crap
VELMA
Holy crap
MATRON
What a shame
VELMA
What a shame
VELMA AND MATRON
What became of class?
I think we must've used the phrase "Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?" about ten times in quick replies to "You'll never guess what happened at the library/in my Torts class/on the TNT message board."
OK, now I'm sad again. Back to reading Torts.
Like that's a barrel of laughs. Reading about the duty of care to a fetus, or lack thereof, in Canadian law. What joy. I may be pro-choice, but somehow it just doesn't seem right that we can't protect an unborn child from their glue-sniffing mother until the damage is done. Lovely case: the mother didn't want to kill her child - just damage them to the point where their life wouldn't be worth living, like she did with her first three children, who are in foster care for life.
Maybe I'll fast forward to Big Gun now. And put it on perma-repeat.
So what do I hear halfway through, that I'd forgotten totally? Shove, by L7, with the scintillating lyrics
Some guy just pinched my ass
Drunken bums ain't got no class
The boss says I won't get paid
It's been months since I've been laid
And I'm LOL'ing because it's written 20 years after, but has the same feel, as Class, from the Chicago soundtrack. Which I kept recalling after Leslie sent me the lyrics, because it's just so universal, this bemoaning of the loss of genteel-ity by people who have none whatsoever.
MATRON(Spoken)
The whole world's gone low-brow. Thing's ain't what they used to be.
VELMA(Spoken)
They sure ain't, Mama. They sure ain't it's all gone.
(Singing)
Whatever happened to fair dealing?
And pure ethics
And nice manners?
Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass?
Whatever happened to class?
MATRON
Class.
Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?"
And, "Yes, thank you?"
And, "How charming?"
Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass
Whatever happened to class?
VELMA AND MATRON
Class!
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
To open up the doors
There ain't no ladies now,
There's only pigs and whores
And even kids'll knock ya down
So's they can pass
Nobody's got no class!
VELMA
Whatever happened to old values?
MATRON
And fine morals?
VELMA
And good breeding?
MATRON
Now, no one even says "oops" when they're
Passing their gas
Whatever happened to class?
VELMA
Class
VELMA AND MATRON
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
That's fit for any use
And any girl'd touch your privates
For a deuce
MATRON
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass
VELMA
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass
VELMA AND MATRON
Nobody's got no class!
VELMA
All you read about today is rape and theft
MATRON
Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?
VELMA AND MATRON
Nobody's got no class!
MATRON
Everybody you watch
VELMA
'S got his brains in his crotch
MATRON
Holy crap
VELMA
Holy crap
MATRON
What a shame
VELMA
What a shame
VELMA AND MATRON
What became of class?
I think we must've used the phrase "Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?" about ten times in quick replies to "You'll never guess what happened at the library/in my Torts class/on the TNT message board."
OK, now I'm sad again. Back to reading Torts.
Like that's a barrel of laughs. Reading about the duty of care to a fetus, or lack thereof, in Canadian law. What joy. I may be pro-choice, but somehow it just doesn't seem right that we can't protect an unborn child from their glue-sniffing mother until the damage is done. Lovely case: the mother didn't want to kill her child - just damage them to the point where their life wouldn't be worth living, like she did with her first three children, who are in foster care for life.
Maybe I'll fast forward to Big Gun now. And put it on perma-repeat.