i've written before about my funeral, but today i heard queen's "bohemian rhapsody" on the radio and thought it would be a great song to request for my deathday party.too late, my time has come,
sends shivers down my spinebody's aching all the time,
goodbye everybody, i've got to go
gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-
mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
i don't want to die,
i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all-
no, i don't mean to be morose; as i was listening to the song, i realized how sad and tragic the lyrics were (i've never analyzed the song or pondered what it's about; maybe there's some other meaning), and it seemed such a poor choice for a funeral that i found it interesting, especially contrasting with the second half of the song.
i imagine a slideshow of dramatic pictures with cross-dissolves. then, when the much more fun and popular part of the songs starts, the show lets loose with all the pictures of me being the jeff i'd like everyone to remember. headbanging is optional.
so, if anyone's taking notes... : )
2 comments:
heeheehee!
i love that you just analyzed Bohemian Rhapsody. i admit, i have thought about the words to that song and they are pretty terrible on the happiness meter.
i think i analyzed them because i sang them with my hs choir in our final concert. i choreographed the accompanying dance moves.
nobody was dying, but we headbanged. :)
I'll have you know, Jeff, that Bohemian Rhapsody is a top contender in my family for best song ever.
And I'll headbang at any funeral. Just give me that chance!
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