Tuesday
After watching this I just had to do a hatchet job on an old standard:
500 PoundsIf you miss the plane I'm on,
I will know that you are gone.
Cause I've dropped 500 pounds upon your head.
Five hundred pounds, Five hundred pounds,
Five hundred pounds, Five hundred pounds,
Cause I've dropped 500 pounds upon your head.Lord it's one, Lord it's two,
Lord it's three and Lord it's four,
Lord it's five hundred pounds upon your head.Not a shirt on your back,
Not a penny left intact.
Oh, I will blow your arse to hell this-away
This-a way, this-a way,
This-a way, this-a way,
Oh, I will blow your arse to hell this-awayIf you miss the plane I'm on,
I will know that you are gone.
Cause I've dropped 500 pounds upon your head.
Five hundred pounds, Five hundred pounds,
Five hundred pounds, Five hundred pounds,
Cause I've dropped 500 pounds upon your head.

Yikes. Don't even try that video if you haven't got fast broadband.
Posted by James Waterton at August 3, 2005 06:11 AM
I know what you mean. I downloaded the data first and played it locally.
Posted by Dale Amon at August 3, 2005 06:40 AM
Aw, I thought from the poem that you were referring to the bomb hoax story from that Australian girl who missed her flight.
Posted by Julian Taylor at August 3, 2005 09:18 AM
Must be stored on a slow server. The file is less than a megabyte in size. I saved and renamed the file sniper_gets_sniped_US_style.
Julian Taylor - wow. This Aussie girl's living in the UK? I guess what we keep hearing about the Australian brain drain is true, huh?
Posted by James Waterton at August 3, 2005 03:06 PM
I find myself thinking of the Proclaimers:
Well oy would drop foive hundred pounds,
And oy would drop foive hundred more....
Posted by Ted Schuerzinger at August 3, 2005 03:22 PM
ROFL! However this tune is more fun because of its associations...
Posted by Dale Amon at August 3, 2005 04:53 PM









