This Old Gray Granny


This Old Gray Granny “F”

(”The Old Gray Mare”)

Lyrics © by Vicki Ryder

This OLD gray Granny ain’t what she used to be,

HAD a hysterectomy,  NEEDS a colonoscopy,

But SHE can’t afford to PAY for her care and so

I GUESS we’ll have to shoot her now.

‘Cause WHERE is she supposed to go

WHEN she doesn’t have the dough?

She DARE not get sick without health insurance so

I GUESS we’ll have to shoot her now.

This OLD gray Granny SPLITS all her pills in half.

The DRUG companies just laugh; Their PROFITS are off the graph.

But GRANNY can’t afford to PAY for her pills and so

I GUESS we’ll have to shoot her now.

‘Cause WHAT is she supposed to do

When MONEY for the rent is due?

She CAN’T buy pills and GROCERIES, too, and so

I GUESS we’ll have to shoot her now.

This OLD gray Granny NOW needs a test or two.

Her BOOB has a lump, it’s true. But WHAT is she supposed to do?

She CAN’T pay the bill so she’ll JUST have to muddle through.

I GUESS we’ll have to shoot her now.

Well, GRANNY’s old but she is wise.

She KNOWS we have to organize,

So CALL up your rep and SENators, too.

We want SINGLE payer HEALTH care for us all!

Just GIVE your Representatives a call,

And TELL ‘em we need health care, one and all!

Then OLD gray granny WON’T have to worry

‘Cause we WILL not have to SHOOT her after all!



Bail Out the People


Bail Out the People  

(Tune:  “Roll Out the Barrel”)

Lyrics by Vicki Ryder/Revised by W. MA. Song Committee 1/09

Bail out the people

Give them the money they need.

To hell with the bankers

Who suffer from terminal greed.

Bail out the people,

That’s where our taxes should go.

We say no bailouts to bankers

Or to the big three CEOs.

We hate to say it

Fascism seems to have come:

The poor, they go hungry,

We bail out the corporate scum.

They take our tax money

And send all our jobs overseas.

We’re losing our health care and homes now,

While the rich do as they please.

Layoffs are rising

And more folks are now unemployed.

Whatever happened

To the land of the free we enjoyed?

It’s time for the Grannies

To rise up and now take a stand!

We’ll rage to bail out the people

And we’ll shout out, “Yes, we can!”



What do we want from Obama?


What Do We Want from Obama?

(Tune: “99 Bottles of Beer”)

Lyrics by Vicki Ryder and the NYC Grans


What do we want from Obama,

The man we’d like to love?

We’re here to tell you what we wrote

To him on change-dot-gov:

We want our troops brought home real quick,

And all the wars to cease,

‘Cause bombs and occupation

Are not the way to peace.

We want fair and equal treatment

For folks both straight and gay,

And an end to corporate bailouts…

Those with the most should pay!

We want single-payer health care,

Or else you’ll hear us rage,

And jobs that stay right here at home

And pay a living wage.

We want our civil liberties

(We wonder where they went?)

Don’t label folks as terrorists

When they choose to dissent.

This country must stop torture

For justice to prevail.

To teach the world how wrong it is -

Put Cheney and Bush in jail.

Now you know what we want, Obama.

If you want the Grannies’ love,

You’ll make these changes that we sent

To you on change-dot-gov.

(Yes, you’ll make these changes that we sent

To you on change-dot-gov.)



Consumer Wonderland…


Some of us still don’t have copies of this song, so here goes.

Consumer Wonderland

(tune of: Winter Wonderland) (words by Erica Avery)

The TV’s on / are you watching?

Another product / that they’re hawking

one more thing you need

to make life complete

Welcome to Consumer Wonderland

In the stores / you will hear it

“Pricey gifts / show Christmas spirit”

That’s what they call it

to get to your wallet

Welcome to Consumer Wonderland

At the mall we can go out shopping

and buy lots of stuff we can’t afford

we’ll have lots of fun with all our new toys

until we realize that we’re still bored

When you shop / ain’t it thrilling

Un—til / you get the billing

the money you still owe/ the stuff broke long ago

Welcome to Consumer Wonderland.



Obama We Don’t Need This War


Obama We Don’t Need This War

(tune: It Ain’t Necessarily So lyrics by Shirley Wittman NYC Metro R.G.)

Obama, we don’t need the war
We don’t want the war anymore
We told our last leader
But he was a cheater:
“We don’t want the war anymore”

Obama, get out of Iraq
Get out and don’t ever go back!
We’re glad you’re elected
And now you’re expected
To pull out the troops from Iraq

Obama we send you this song
It’s not that you’ll never go wrong
But we must remind you
That we stand behind you
Just pull out where we don’t belong

More fighting in Afghanistan
Is part of the same lousy plan
Civilians are dying
In this war you’re buying
Obama, we need a new plan
Obama We Don’t Need This War



Song order for BloomingOUT performance


Here are the songs for the performance at Rachael’s for BloomingOut (WFHB show and fund raiser next Thursday the 21st.

Rachael’s Song (Away in Manger)
Why oh Why Can’t You Marry Me (Where has my little Dog gone))
Consumer Wonderland (Winter W-land)
Gay Marriage (When Johnny Comes Marching Home)
Obama We Don’t Need this War (Aint…So)
Here Come the Brides (Bridal march)
Equal Rights (Sts Go Marching in)
We Grannies Will Rage On (Battle Hymn of Republic)


Practice next Sunday is at Marge’s at 1:15pm. We don’t post personal addresses and phones on the website so call someone you know for directions if needed.



Hark, the Brand-new Dawn of Peace


Hark, the Brand-new Dawn of Peace

Hark, the brand-new dawn of peace.
May all wars and violence cease.
“Peace on earth,” the Grannies say.
“Usher in a bright new day.”
Hope and joy, may they abound
In the whole wide world around.
Hark, the brand-new dawn of peace
When all wars and violence cease.

Please feel free to add or amend.

Peace.

Granny Marge