I Sing Like a Toad

Like most people, after a hard week of work I feel the need to decompress; you know let my hair down and have some fun. I often like to have fun by going down to the local watering hole where they have karaoke every Friday night. Like most of the people in there, it often takes me a couple of shots of “liquid courage” to get the guts to go up and sing. Well that’s what I call it, singing; however a few of the locals in there would disagree with me on that.

For these folks, and everybody else that has to put up with people like me that think they can sing on Karaoke night; I have written a song. It is sung to the tune “King of the Road”

Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks, I feel alright.

Tin ear, no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but, two hours of sipping drink,

That’s when I start to think,

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I

Sas flat as piss.

Ah but, When I get up on that stage,

I think that I am all the rage.

I think I sound like Sinatra, but I

Sing like a toad.

I know every singer, and every song,

All of the patrons, we all get along.

But every time I get up there to sing,

They all put in ear plugs so they can’t hear a thing…

Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks I feel alright.

Tin ear no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but two hours of sipping my drink,

That’s when I start to think.

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I,

Sing like a toad.

I Sing Like a Toad

Like most people, after a hard week of work I feel the need to decompress; you know let my hair down and have some fun. I often like to have fun by going down to the local watering hole where they have karaoke every Friday night. Like most of the people in there, it often takes me a couple of shots of “liquid courage” to get the guts to go up and sing. Well that’s what I call it, singing; however a few of the locals in there would disagree with me on that.

For these folks, and everybody else that has to put up with people like me that think they can sing on Karaoke night; I have written a song. It is sung to the tune “King of the Road”

Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks, I feel alright.

Tin ear, no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but, two hours of sipping drink,

That’s when I start to think,

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I

Sing like a toad.

Bob Segar, the Ramones,

I get up, and they all moan.

I think that I just can't miss,

But my voice is as flat as piss.

Ah but, When I get up on that stage,

I think that I am all the rage.

I think I sound like Sinatra, but I

Sing like a toad.

I know every singer, and every song,

All of the patrons, we all get along.

But every time I get up there to sing,

They all put in ear plugs so they can’t hear a thing…

Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks I feel alright.

Tin ear no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but two hours of sipping my drink,

That’s when I start to think.

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I,

Sing like a toad.

The Karaoke Kid

I don't go out much, I pretty much like to hang out on my back porch, drink beer, sip bourbon, smoke cigars, and watch my favorite sports shows on Tivo. You might think that I live a quiet, boring life, but I am plenty happy to just relax when I'm not at work.

However every two weeks I like to get out, kick back a few beers, and belt out a few songs. I like to sing karaoke. I'm not claiming to be a great singer, but unlike many karaoke singers, I can carry a tune.

I used to sing a lot when I was younger and in school. I even was told many times that I looked like Peter Tork of the Monkees. It gives you some idea of how OLD I am, and the songs I sing are pretty much oldies, because I am familiar with them.

There is nothing quite like the adrenaline rush you get, when you can go up in front of a bunch strangers, and just ace the song you are doing.

Bombing, however, is another story. Bombing a song is a very distinct possibility anytime you try out a new song for the first time. There is no rehearsal time, no advance on the key, just sing!

Since I abhor to do the same songs all the time, I put myself at risk quite a bit. Nothing ventured... I remember that I really wanted to try "Unchain My Heart" by Joe Cocker. I was so afraid of ruining that song, that it took 2 months and 3 shots of tequila, to get me to try it. It was a natural song for me, and now I still sing it from time to time, because it is really a fun song to do.

That's the thing that keeps me coming back, singing is fun. One night every two weeks, I go out and have a few drinks,(I have a designated driver) and sing as if I know how to. What fun!

I Sing Like a Toad

Like most people, after a hard week of work I feel the need to decompress; you know let my hair down and have some fun. I often like to have fun by going down to the local watering hole where they have karaoke every Friday night. Like most of the people in there, it often takes me a couple of shots of “liquid courage” to get the guts to go up and sing. Well that’s what I call it, singing; however a few of the locals in there would disagree with me on that.

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For these folks, and everybody else that has to put up with people like me that think they can sing on Karaoke night; I have written a song. It is sung to the tune “King of the Road”

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Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks, I feel alright.

Tin ear, no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but, two hours of sipping drink,

That’s when I start to think,

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I

Sing like a toad.

>

Bob Segar, the Ramones,

I get up, and they all moan.

I think that I just can't miss,

But my voice is as flat as piss.

Ah but, When I get up on that stage,

I think that I am all the rage.

I think I sound like Sinatra, but I

Sing like a toad.

>

I know every singer, and every song,

All of the patrons, we all get along.

But every time I get up there to sing,

They all put in ear plugs so they can’t hear a thing…

>

Karaoke, Friday night,

A few drinks I feel alright.

Tin ear no musical sense,

I smoke lots of cigarettes.

Ah but two hours of sipping my drink,

That’s when I start to think.

I’m gonna get up there and sound like Elvis, but I,

Sing like a toad.