Monday, May 1, 2017

Six years of song lyric titles

It is the sixth anniversary of this blog, and on every anniversary I like to highlight some of the things I've posted about during its history.

Writing blog posts is pretty easy--since it's not a formal paper, I just start writing and say whatever I want. But sometimes it's challenging to create a title, and I often resort to song lyrics and song titles.

So here's a list of the posts I've made using song lyrics. Those with an asterisk* mean that I modified the lyrics somehow to suit my purposes. Some of them are popular, while others are incredibly obscure, and I don't necessarily endorse every song on here. How many do you know?

Enter Sandman
And It's Hotter than the Fourth of July
River of Tears
Wake me up when September comes*
I turn my music up*
A Spoonful of...Something*
The REAL most wonderful time of the year*
A short holiday and looong hours*
Yuletide by the Fireside, and Joyful Memories There
Two Whole Years*
Auld Lang Syne
Ring Out the Old, Ring In the New
You say goodbye, I say hello
Free as my hai-ai-ai-ai-ai-air
Those Easter Morns*
Jumping around like a house on fire, having some fun tonight.
Oh, beautiful for rainy skies*
Take the last train to Emeryville*
One year older and wiser too
Let the Lower Lights be awesome*
Bewitched, Bewitched, you've got me in your spell
Fin Octobre, Début Novembre
Gravity hurts
Journey to March*
Here Came Peter Cottontail*
It Passes All My Understanding
Only because it's spring
Summertime, and the living will be easy, eventually*
Whenever I think about pioneers
Then school comes along just to end it
I turn my music up, part two*
California Dreamin' on Such a Winter's Day
Love and Remodeling at Home*
The bombs bursting in air
Ain't it fun living in the real world?
Get Down Goblin Valley!*
Candy, pumpkin, witches awound
Thankful people
The Modern Yuletide Carols*
Christmas and New Year's found me home
Iron wheels a'rolling
On the rock our fathers planted
Boys in cars
O Ye Mountains High
Leaves are falling
This was Halloween.*
Seize the week*
I'm gonna run right up this hill
Monkeeing around*
Red, white, and blue upon a birthday cake
Natural highs*
All the leaves are brown, and the sky is gray
The snow lay on the ground

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