The Alternative Songbook

 A musical feast to celebrate the final week of chemoradiation in January 2011

Release date: Monday 17th January

‘The Final Countdown’ lyrics updated

Songwriters: Joey Tempest & Vicky Galbraith. Re-written for my new friends in the Radiotherapy Waiting Room to celebrate Vicky’s final week of chemo-radiation starting on 17th January 2011

Ohh
We’re heaving together
It’s almost farewell
And maybe I’ll come back
To here, who can tell?
I guess there is no one the same
We’re waiting ‘round
Will things ever be the same again?

It’s the final countdown
The final countdown

Ohh
We’re heading for control, and still our hair falls
‘Cause radio and chemo, should kill it all, yeah
With so many good years to go, good times to be had (To be had)
I’m sure we’ll not miss this so…

It’s the final countdown
The final countdown
The final countdown (The final countdown)
Ohh ho ohh

Guitar break

The final countdown, oh ho
It’s the final countdown
The final countdown
The final countdown (The final countdown)

Ohh
It’s the final countdown
We’re heaving together
The final countdown
We will not miss this so….
It’s the final countdown (The final countdown)
Ohh, it’s the final countdown
Yeah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7_IKcMl_a9A


Release date: Tuesday 18th January

‘Reach Out and I’ll be there’ lyrics updated

‘Wretch Now and I’ll be there’
Songwriters: Four Tops & Vicky Galbraith. Re-written for family and friends.

Now if you feel that you can’t go on
Because radio and chemo goes on
And your life is filled with confusion
And cancer-free feels just a delusion
And my hair around is tumbling down, darlin’
Wretch now, wretch now
Wretch now with me
I’ll be there with a love that will comfort you
You’ll be there with a love that will see me through

Now when I’m sick and about to throw up
This treatment making me rough
And my treatment has taken hold
And I’m sickin’ up all on my own
And you need a hand to hold, darlin’
Wretch now, Wretch now with me
I’ll be there to love and comfort you
And I’ll be there your love will see me through
 (instrumental break)
I’ll be there with a love that will comfort you
You’ll be there with a love that will see me through

I can tell the way you hang your head
You’re not sure, what you can say
And through your tears you look around
But there’s no piece of mind to be found
I know what your thinking,
You’re not alone, not alone, Baby
Reach out, reach out for me
I’ll be there with a love that will comfort you
You’ll be there with a love that will see me through

I’ll be there with a love that will comfort you
You’ll be there with a love that will see me through

(repeat and fade)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hs3yySr-NMQ sung by Gloria Gaynor (with nice cleavage, for the lads)

 

Release date: Wednesday 19th January 2011

Imagine
Songwriters: John Lennon & Vicky Galbraith

Imagine there’s no chemo
It’s easy if you try
No rad-i-a-tion
No dai-ly fry
Imagine all the good times
Living for today…aaaaa -haaaaaaaaa

Imagine there’s no headaches
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to sleep or lie for
No nausea too
Imagine all the good times
Living life to the full… yooo -hoooo

You may say I’m a dreamer
This hasn’t been much fun
Can’t wait ‘til it’s over
And my life is rebegun

Imagine no appointments
I wonder if I can
No rad-i-a-tion
No daily fry of brain
Imagine all the fun times
All around the world… yooooo hooo

You may say I’m a dreamer
But this hasn’t been much fun
I hope someday you’ll join me
And my life is rebegun

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b7qaSxuZUg

40s second intro then 4 bars before start

 

Release date: Thursday 20th January 2011

‘One More Night’ lyrics bastardised to ‘One more Fry’
Songwriters: Phil Collins & Vicky Galbraith

Re-written to celebrate Vicky’s final radiotherapy session on 21st January 2011
One more fry, one more fry
I’ve been trying, oh so long to let you know
Let you know how it feels
So if I crumble, if I cry, just sing along
So I can be set free

Please give me one more fry
Give me that one more fry
Oh give me one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Please give me just one more fry
Just give me that one more fry
Oh, one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

I’ve been lying here so long, just passing time
Just hearing the siren go
And I was wondering ‘bout the fallout
Then I thought, best get it over and done

Give me just one more fry
Just one more fry
One more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Please give me just one more fry
Just give me that one more fry
Oh, one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Just give me one more fry
Give me that  one more fry
Just one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Like a tuna in the sea
This will always be with me
And if you let me go
I will feel free

Give me one more fry
Just Give me just one more fry
One more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

I know there’ll never be a time
I’ll never feel the same
And I know it’s only fries

I hope you’ve fried my brain
You know that’s why I am here
And maybe I can move on

I’ll give it just one more fry
Give me that one more fry
Just one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Just give me one more fry
Oh give me that one more fry
Ooh, one more fry
‘Cause I can’t wait til it’s over

Sax break to fade

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uk0wOYQ4F8s

 

Release date: Friday 21st January 2011

‘No Woman, No Cry’ lyrics bastardised to ‘No Chemo, No Fry’
Songwriters: Bob Marley & Vicky Galbraith. Re-written to celebrate Vicky’s very end of chemoradiation on 21st January 2011

Ohh…

No chemo, no fry
No chemo, no fry
No chemo, no fry
No chemo, no fry

Said, said
Said I remember, when I used to sit
In the waiting room at the Beaston
Oba, ob-serving the patients there
As they would mingle with the good people I meet
Good friends I have had, oh good friends I’ve lost, along the way
In this bright future you can’t forget your past
So dry your tears I say

And…. no chemo, no fry
No chemo, no fry
Dear little darlin’, don’t shed no tears
No chemo, no fry

Said said
Said I remember when I used to sit
In the waiting room at the Beaston
And then call me, gimp mask me in so tight
As it was, ra-di-a-tion through my brain
And then chemo, and go back home, to do a poo
My heart is so full of courage
So I’ve got to push on through
But while I’m gone…

Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright

No chemo, no fry
No chemo, no fry
Oh my little sister, don’t shed no tears
No chemo, no fry
(Guitar break)         

         
I remember when we used to sit
In the waiting room at the Beaston
And then call me, gimp mask me in so tight
As it was, ra-di-a-tion through my brain

And then chemo, and go back home, to do a poo

My heart is full of courage
So I’ve got to push on through
But while I’m gone…

 

No chemo, no fry

No chemo, no fry

Oh my little darling, say don’t shed no tears,

No chemo, no fry

Hey, little darlin’ don’t she’d no tears
No chemo, no fry
Little sister don’t no shed no tears,
No chemo, no fry.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x59kS2AOrGM&feature=fvst

 

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