So to my theme. I have a merged family of ‘Irish triplets’ (3 kids all born less than 12 months apart. Being that they are 15,15,16 they are now of the distinct impression that they know everything including musical taste. Hence my goal is to turn my corny hip hop lyrical skills
on a journey through their favorite musical genres to demonstrate it is not so different from the 80s retro stuff they make fun of.

The progression I had in mind was starting off with some sort of TV sitcom Brady Brunch, This is Life with Derek merged family music – move into Vanilla Ice/MC Hammer 80′s HipHop for lyrics about me, Disco/Hard Rock styling for spouse, Screamo/Techno for one son, Rap/Reggae for son currently living in Caribbean, Pop/Dance music (think Blue by Eifel 65) and circle back to Brady Bunch theme.

My daughter likes mash ups of 80s disco to a fast beat – the examples I hear on the radio are versions of Steve Winwoods ‘Valerie’,
Fleetwood Macs ‘Go Your Own Way’, ‘I will Survive’ – Gloria Gaynor…that could mash up mother/daughter tastes. Since my one son and I have had arguments that Billy Talent is in fact the much improved offspring of Johnny Rotten and the Sex Pistols…there’s maybe another 80s punk – screamo mash up opportunity.

Brady Bunch Theme chorus
Here’s a story of a merged family
They were playing Rock Band on their big screen tv
All of them had hair of gold, like their mothers
The biggest one in curls…..
80s old school hip hop a la Vanilla Ice Dad
Makin’
I’m bringing home the bacon
Sugar Daddy
To my extended family
If you gotta problem
I’ll solve it
Check out my skills
When my kids don’t resolve it
….Word to the Mother
80s disco a la Gloria Gaynor Mom
I will survive
I’ll stay alive
Just 3 more years
And no more tears
Cause then the kids will leave the hive
Gotta be strong
It won’t be long
Until I’m free to be
The queen bee in me
Reggae Rap Carribean style Son #1
Yo dad your rap
Is old school crap
You my blood
But I’m the stud
Got some
In my
Gotta get some sleep
This song is sweet
Dance mash up Daughter
Now this is a story
Of a girl dabba do
She had brothers two
And Daddy Mommy duo
I’m me dabba do
Who are you
Ain’t it great
Hibernate
In my room
From the noise
Of the boys
80s Punk
Parents are mean
Know what I mean ?
God Save the Queen
And King
He can’t sing
I’m the man
Xbox Band
Guitar Lord
High Score
Brady Bunch Theme chorus
Here’s a story of a merged family
They were playing Rock Band on their big screen tv
All of them had hair of gold, like their mothers
The biggest one in curls…..

(default ending – this is where you get to improvise and turn this into a
corny inside family joke into something witty and cool for all)

Other relevant music I like would be Little Feat, Earth, Wind, and Fire, and some of the funkier stuff from Bare Naked Ladies and Sister Hazel.

The only thing that’s not negotiable is the cowbell. I love cowbells.

So, with no further ado… my stupid lyrics!

I watched as you walked into the Whip.
Ebony long legs and shapely hip.
But Freya, you gave me a surprise,
when you pointed your longsword between my eyes.
You still say that you accidentally lost your grip.