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Gaggle Black Lives Matter

By Jo-Hanna Read

Oh, we’re a gaggle of Grannies
Urging you off of your fannies.
We’re raising our voice–
We want a new choice–
BLACK LIVES MATTER!!

Police misconduct unending,
The constitution you’re bending.
When you shoot to kill
Does it give you a thrill?
BLACK LIVES MATTER!

Whether it’s a young man,
A mother or a child,
Don’t draw your guns and shoot them,
You must stop running wild!

So, join this gaggle of Grannies–
Get up off of your fannies.
We’re telling you now,
We’re angry and how!
BLACK LIVES MATTER!
We really mean it:
BLACK LIVES MATTER!
We mean precisely:
BLACK LIVES MATTER!
We will say it very nicely:
BLACK LIVES MATTER!
Read our lips (mouth):
BLACK LIVES MATTER!

Climate Change Is Here

Tune: My Boyfriend’s Back
By Jo-Hanna Read
 
Spoken (maybe with “oohs” in the background):
We thought if we just shut our eyes
The problem would go away.
But when that didn’t work, we realized
The problem is here to stay.

Sung:
Climate change is here and we’re already in trouble
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
Now we see it happ’nin’, gotta fix it on the double
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)

They been spreading lies that it isn’t true
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
That climate fluctuations are nothing new
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)

Hey- the oceans keep on risin’
And, we’re fin’ly realizin’

Those carbon emissions are filling the air
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
Causing destruction everywhere
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)

With so many creatures dyin’
Don’t you think we should be tryin’?

It’s time to say we don’t believe deniers’ lies
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
To save the planet now we got to organize!
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)
(Hey-la, hey-la, climate change is here)

Yell: Hey, everyone, climate change is here now!

15 Now

  • Tune: Sixteen Tons
    By Jo-Hanna Read

You work hard for all your life.
And so do your children, your husband or wife.
You wait on tables, you sweep the floor.
No matter how hard ya work, you’re poorer than poor

You work for min’mum wage and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
The poverty level is more than you earn.
While the company bosses have money to burn!

We say 15Now is the way to go.
We need it right now, no need to go slow.
Deducting tips and benefits will not do!
If you think that’s fair, you don’t have a clue.

You work for min’mum wage and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
The poverty level is more than you earn.
While the company bosses have money to burn!

Big business is worried that we’ll get this through,
So they started OneSeattle with their big business crew.
Now they’re gettin’ small businesses to front their lines
With misinformation and downright lies.

You work for min’mum wage and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
The poverty level is more than you earn.
While the company bosses have money to burn!

Guantanomo

  • by Jo-Hanna Read
    tune: All of Me

Guantanamo, You’ve taken all of me,
Now I see, I’ll be here forever.
Take my pride, You’ve made me lose it.
Take my soul, You just abuse it.
In a cage I’m left with only rage,
How can I even go on living?
You tore apart my soul and my heart
And left me in Guantanamo!!!

Time has passed, Like in a looking glass,
All my hope, has faded completely.
Eleven years, And I’m still counting.
I protest, And you force feed me.
In a cage I’m left with only rage
How can I even go on living?
You tore apart my soul and my heart
And left me in Guantanamo!!

You Don’t Own Me

  • by Jo-Hanna Read
  • tune: by Lesley Gore

You don’t own me,
You can’t treat me like I’m a toy.
You don’t own me,
You can’t take away all my joy.

And don’t tell me what to do
Don’t tell me what to say
Don’t make me do those things
That take my dignity away!

You don’t own me,
Don’t take my autonomy.
You don’t own me,
I need to be free to be me.

So, don’t tell me what to say.
Don’t tell me what to do.
Don’t take my liberty!
That’s all I ask of you.

I’m strong and I love to be strong.
I’m free and I need to be free
To live my life the way I want
Not a life of slavery.

So- don’t tell me what to do
Don’t tell me what to say
And let me be free to live
In my own special way.

You don’t own me….

We’re Watching, Obama

  • by Jo-Hanna Read
  • tune “She Loves You”, Beatles

We’re watching, O-ba-ma,
We’re waiting, O-ba-ma,
We’re hoping O-ba-a-ma.

Although we wanted you,
We weren’t sure you could win,
Until John lost his mind
And selected Pa-a-lin.

Now we’re watching,
And you know that can’t be bad.
We’re waiting,
And we hope you make us glad.

So now you’ve got the job
You’ve got to move with haste
There’s so much you must do
To clean up Bush’s waste.

Because we’re watching,
And you know that can’t be bad.
We’re hoping,
And you know you should be glad.

It was a mighty fight
To get you to this place.
Now get your ass in gear
And put some change in place.

Because we’re watching, O-ba-ma,
And we’re waiting, O-ba-ma,
With the hope we have,
Just don’t let us down.

Taking Care

  • by Sue Kay, Jeanne Lorimer, Jo-Hanna Read, Rita Selin 
  • tune Favorite Things

Red wine and choc’lates and salmon and kiwis,
Water aerobics and laughter if you please,
Walking and talking and sharing with friends,
These are a few of our favorite things.
When the wind blows wear your warm clothes.
Keep your powder dry.
Remember your vegetables and the red wine—
And only one piece of pie!

Crosswords and pinochle, bridge and sudoku,
Keep your mind nimble and it will see you through.
Tangles of memory lost by the way—
Where will you be at the end of the day?
Don’t like walkers, don’t like four-prongs,
Can we take a bus?
If you do all of our favorite things,
Then you’ll look good—like us!

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

  • by Jo-Hanna Read
  • (a la Aretha Franklin) 
  • Solo with background group, which sings chorus and parts in ( )

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Listen up, AIG.

We gave you (oo oo)
So much money (oo oo)
And then you did (oo oo)
Something funny. (oo oo)
All we’re asking (all we’re askin’)
Is a little respect. (just a little bit)
No more bonuses (just a little bit)
Just a little respect. (oh, yeah)
From you.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Listen up, Dick Cheney.

We thought we got you (oo oo)
Out of our hair (oo oo)
Then we turn on the TV (oo oo)
And see you there. (oo oo)
There’s no way we’ll give you (no way)
Any respect. (no way)
Never, never, (no way)
We got no respect (no way)
For you.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Obama, we hope you see.

We’ve given you (oo oo)
All of our hope (oo oo)
And all we’re askin’ (oo oo)
Is do your work right (oo oo)
Give us some jobs (oh, yes)
And some self respect (just a little bit)
Oh, yeah (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
No more war economy

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
Just a little respect (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
OH YEAH!

Hinda

  • by Jo-Hanna Read
  • tune: Bicycle Built for Two

Hinda, Hinda,
What are we gonna do?
It’s your birthday,
Here is a toast to you.
You don’t have a lot of patience
For vacuous celebrations,
What we want to do
Is honor you,
But what can we rhyme with “feisty”?

Heard It Through the Pope-vine

    • By Jo-Hanna Read with a little help from her friends
    • tune: “I Heard It Through the Grapevine”
    • lead singer(s) plus background singers (the latter in italics)

Ooh, you try to be true to your creed
Help others in their time of need.
You took a vow of poverty
Left your home and family.
The Church you pro-mised to obey
But we found out yesterday
Don’t you know that..

Chorus:

  • We heard it through the Pope-vine,
    You nuns have got to get in line.
    We heard it through the Pope-vine,
    You women must have lost your minds.
    Honey, honey, yeah.

Heard it through the Pope-vine
You nuns have got to get in line
Ooh, ooh, ooh

The Leadership Con-fer-ence
Of Women Re-li-gi-ous
Who would have ever made a guess
You’re radical feminists?
We need to pull you back from sin
And we’ve got just the men
To do it, ’cause

Chorus

background chorus

You women have lost the path
Of patriarchy and God’s wrath
You put too much priority
On health and social equity
The pope knows what is best
To lay your sins to rest.
Don’t you know that

Chorus

background chorus

 

Beatles Medley

  • by Jo-Hanna Read

Long Hard Fight

  • tune: Hard Day’s Night

It’s been a long hard fight
For women standing against war.
It’s been a long hard fight
But we keep coming back for more.

And we know that we do
Our best to make it come true
We want a world at peace.
We want a world at peace.

Hey Grans

  • tune: Hey Jude

Hey grans, don’t be afraid.
You were made to go out and sing loud.
The minute you let things under your skin,
Then you begin to make us proud.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey grans, explain,
We all have the world upon our shoulders.
For well you know that it’s the time to find a rhyme
And belt it out a whole lot bolder.

All You Need Is Rage

  • tune: All You Need Is Love

All you need is rage, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh,
All you need is rage, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh,
All you need is rage, rage, lovely granny rage.

All you need is rage, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh,
All you need is rage, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh,
All you need is rage, rage, lovely granny rage,
Lovely granny rage, lovely granny rage.

We Love You

  • tune: She Loves You

We love you, grans, grans, grans
We love you, grans, grans, grans
We love you, grans, grans, grans, grans.

We all know granny love,
Is the best that we can fi-i-ind.
If we only knew the tune
And our glasses we could fi-i-ind.

We’d  sing some satire
And you know that can’t be bad.
We’d sock it to you
And you know you would be glad.

We love you, grans, grans, grans
We love you, grans, grans, grans
We love you, grans, grans, grans, grans.