Showing posts with label Music from Keith Olbermann's Ego's IPOD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music from Keith Olbermann's Ego's IPOD. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Songs from Keith Olbermann's Ego's IPOD: The Rolling Stones

So Keith Olbermann and his gigantic ego are on vacation this week. The Ego knows that the Ego's absence is tough for the Ego's devoted fans who hang on every single little syllable that the Ego utters (as you should). But think how glad you'll all be when the Ego returns fresh and rested and rarin' to go (as in go admire myself in the mirror, natch). If the pain of The Ego's abscence is just too great to bear, just break out your DVD's and video tapes and whatever it is you use to record Countdown and all The Ego's various media appearance. Come on. I know you are all sitting on vast libraries of my work. And if you're missing a show or three, just let Keith Olbermann's Ego know. Of course, The Ego has almost every single second of the The Ego's oh-so-fabulous career documented and preserved for posterity. The Ego knows that one day this library will serve as a guidepost and a roadmap for aspiring journalists everywhere as of course, Keith Olbermann is the greatest journalist who has ever lived or who will ever live. That's why The Ego gets paid the big bucks.

The Ego bids you all sweet adieu til our paths cross again (after the holidays) and leaves you with this musical selection from my Ipod as an early Christmas present:

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Songs from Keith Olbermann's Ego's IPOD



Enjoy this musical selection from Elton John, vintage 1978.

Take a look at me now and take a taste of the money
I'm not in it for the bread I'm in it for the gravy, honey
Step on the thin ice lightly
And check out the show twice nightly
'Cause I'm on the stage tonight
And if the price is right
I will amaze before the light I crave the light
Blinding white I need the light tonight

Take a look at me now and take a look at my billing
I'm not in it as an extra, I'm in it for the killing
Inflate my ego gently, tell them heaven sent me
'Cause I'm so expressive and I'm so obsessed with my ego
My ego and it's message
Oh inform the press, invite the guests
I need the press tonight

Do you remember acting out your youth
A Romeo resplendent on an orange case
Do you remember how I would recite
And how I'd blow my lines and hide my face

Well maybe it was childish, foolish, before schoolish
Immaturish, lose your coolish
But I had to grow and prove my ego

Take a look at me now and take a taste of the money
I'm not in it for the bread I'm in it for the gravy, honey
Inflate my ego gently, tell them heaven sent me
Oh 'cause I'm so expressive and I'm so obsessed with my ego
My ego and it's message
Oh inform the press, invite the guests
I need the press tonight

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Songs from Keith Olbermann's Ego's IPod


I'd actually like this song a whole lot more if it was about me. But still, this fine band had the foresight and wisdom to put me in their musical video. And who is that guy sitting beside me? I have no idea.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Another song from my Ipod



I'm on my way I'm making it, huh!
I've got to make it show yeah, hey!
So much larger than life
I'm gonna watch it growing
Hey hey hey heyyyyyyy

The place where I come from is a small town
They think so small, they use small words
But not me, I'm smarter than that,
I worked it out
I'll be stretching my mouth to let those big words come right out
I've had enough, I'm getting out
to the city, the big big city
I'll be a big noise with all the big boys, so much stuff I will own
And I will pray to a big god, as I kneel in the big church

Big time, I'm on my way I'm making it, big time, oh yes
Big time, I've got to make it show yeah, big time
Big time, so much larger than life
Big time, I'm gonna watch it growing, big time
Ho ohh ohh, oh oh, ho ohh ohh, oh ohhh

My parties have all the big names and I greet them with the widest smile
Tell them how my life is one big adventure
and always they're amazed when I show them 'round my house to my bed
I had it made like a mountain rage with a snow white pillow for my big fat head
And my heaven will be a big heaven, and I will walk through the front door

Big Time, I'm on my way I'm making it, big time, Huh!
Big time, I've got to make it show yeah, big time
Big time, so much larger than life
Big time, I'm gonna watch it growing, big time
Big time, my car is getting bigger Big time, my house is getting bigger
Big time, my eyes are getting bigger
and my mouth
Big time, my belly's getting bigger
Big time, and my bank account
Big time, look at my circumstance
Big time, and the bulge in my big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big, hi there

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Ah. . .another song about my favorite subject: me. me. me.



HANDSOME MAN

Hello. Did you miss me?
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me pick the sweetcorn out of this.
It's hard to be humble
When you're so fucking big
Did you ever meet a sexier male chauvinist pig

I'm gonna milk it till I turn it into cheese
Tell your babes in arms and OAP's
Come take a piece of me

If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man

Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
or has the world gone down on me
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity

Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well you could
But you'd be wrong

If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands

Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Flip a grin, shake a thing, name a shame
Then I'm out of here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated

Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
Here before you stands
Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man