Enough Already!

My good friend Stacy has been attending some meetings where the facilitators are not following the bylaws and so forth that are designed to keep them from running many times longer than necessary, in part because some people talk a whole lot longer than they need to.

They asked me for a song with the lyrics, “Shut the fuck up.”

And here it is.

I will sometimes use a metatag asking for some sort of instrumental interlude, but I specifically wanted a feeling of a song being sung in a jazz club with the band up on a riser behind the singer, in which case that would be a “turnaround.” So that’s the tag that I used, and that’s what was delivered.

Lyrics

(explicit)

You’ve been talking for an hour now.

But you made your point at minute one.

Like others, you want to be heard.

But most folks know when they are done.

So, bubala,

I’m asking you, won’t you…

sympathetically,

considerately,

courteously,

politely…

Please!

Shut the fuck up?

You love the sound of your own voice,

And your voice clearly loves you too.

So go and get yourself a room.

Read want ads to yourself and swoon.

So, pal o’ mine,

I’m asking you, won’t you…

empathetically,

compassionately,

generously,

kindly…

Please!

Shut the fuck up?

We’ve been polite for far too long,

While you drone on endlessly here.

Now my patience has reached its end,

So let me make this crystal clear.

Oh, sweetheart,

I’m telling you, you will…

instantaneously,

summarily,

forthwith...

Right the hell now!

Shut the fuck up!

Or I’ll gnaw my way out of here,

Like a wolf sprung from your steel trap.

Signed with love from your dearest friend,

Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick... now take a nap!

You cuckoo crazy mixed-up hepcat!