“I Wouldn’t Want To Be Like You, So Don’t Leave Me This Way” by THELMA HOUSTON Vs. THE ALAN PARSONS PROJECT

Thelma Houston - Alan Parsons
In 1977, Thelma Houston scored a number one hit with the song, “Don’t Leave Me This Way”. In 2018, she is still not related to Whitney Houston, nor Sam Houston, nor Cisco Houston, nor Cissy Houston, nor Houston, we have a problem.

In another part of the pop charts, The Alan Parsons Project hit #36 with the semi-hit, “I Wouldn’t Want To Be Like You.” In 2018, Alan Parsons is not related to Gram Parsons, nor Jim Parsons, nor Milton Parsons, nor Parsons of interest.

The following is what happens when light prog rock meets disco. Please enjoy responsibly.

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“Ain’t No Sweet Leaf” by BLACK SABBATH Vs. BILL WITHERS

Sabbath - Withers
On the near anniversary of the tragic events that occurred in Charlottesville, Virginia, it is time to grow the fuck up. It happened. It exists. Hatred and racism are real things. It must be dealt with. It’s never a good idea to put a bandage on a giant gaping gash. You must recognize that it’s a serious injury. Merely putting a bandage on it is like asking current president of the United States, himself, Donald “Do The Wrong Thing” Trump, to deliver a bag of cheeseburgers to starving children. Nothing good will come from it, and the wrong person gets nourishment.

It is time to get stitches or say hello to gangrene. A personal opinion: serious bacterial infection is gross, especially in these modern times. Brown pus and the foul stench of dying skin is so 1860. Unfortunately, there is not a good metaphor for stitches, because like haters be haters, racists be racists. There’s no changing their fearful superstitious minds. The only comfort in getting stitches is it’s better than amputation.

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“Wake Me Up When Suspicious Minds End” by GREEN DAY Vs. ELVIS PRESLEY

Green Day - Elvis
We are indeed, living through something different in America. The root of this new wave of existence can only be blamed on current president of The United States himself, Donald “Doo-Rag® Hater” Trump. As the walls of decency closes in around him, he deflects by introducing the Space Force® and attacking the NFL for exercising America’s greatest freedom, protesting. This orange-skinned orangutan racist with deformed tiny hands that have never endured a minute of labor is the worst type of hypocrite (living). In a sane world, a man like this would be thrown in prison for his limited lying words and hateful actions. But no, he finds legal loopholes to sustain his legitimacy like a rat finds excrement in order to survive.

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“What A Yoshimi Wants” by CHRISTINA AGUILERA Vs. FLAMING LIPS

Flaming Lips - Aguilera
Back in my day, if you got caught in a lie, it would be hard for anyone to ever trust you again. If you got caught in a lie twice or more, you were branded a damn liar and that was it, you were done. You were no longer a reliable source. You were a broken garbage can, useless and stinky. Today, these liars become the president of The United States himself.

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