 |
Imagine lyrics
Saturday, December 9, 2006
Listen
Imagine there's no smoking
It's easy if you try
Imagine there's no parking
Between six and nine
Imagine we're broadcasting
Going on the air...
Imagine there's no hip-hop
It isn't hard to do
And no long black limos
Just folks like me and you
Imagine crowds of tourists
Walking 'round Times Square.
You may say I'm a weiner
But I'm not the only one
There are hundreds of hot dogs
Walking around in big white buns
Imagine there's no littering
There is a littering ban
No garbage in the gutter
Throw it in the can
No gum on the sidewalks
Or on the subway stair
You may say I'm a weiner
But I'm not the only one
There are hundreds of hot dogs
Walking around in big white buns
| | | |
Sign up here for our weekly e-pistle about what's happening at A Prairie Home Companion! Heck, while you're there, sign up for the daily e-mail from The Writer's Almanac too
A national holiday in Lake Wobegon is always gaudy and joyful. But what is going on between Clint Bunsen and Miss Liberty?
Everyone is here—Pastor Ingqvist, the Sons of Knute, Sister Arvonne of Our Lady of Perpetual Responsibility and her ocarina band, the Norwegian bachelor farmers, Dorothy and the Chatterbox Café, Wally in the Sidetrack Tap—as crowds converge on the little town to celebrate American independence, even as the chairman of the event broods on the great question of the day: Shall we struggle on valiantly here or shall we burst the bonds and find beautiful life in the golden west?
|
Scripts and bits from A Prairie Home Companion celebrate the secret society of men and women who possess excellent spelling and punctuation skills. (You know who you are.)
Selections include "The Six-Minute Hamlet," a tribute to Emily Dickinson, a Guy Noir adventure that exposes an MFA scam, a riveting "Professional Organization of English Majors" drama, and guests Billy Collins, Robert Bly, Roy Blount Jr., and Calvin Trillin.
|
| |
