ABBA Week, Day 6: Cheating Gloria (Song dedicated to a certain Gloria and sung to the tune of “Chiquitita”[1])

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Cheating Gloria, you are what’s wrong
Policies of greed and torture
In your hands there is no hope for the future
How we hate to suffer like this
Even if you always deny it
We all know economy is down the toilet

Cheating Gloria, we know the truth
Bribing people to protect you
Your best friend, is the one who gets most from you
You were always sure of yourself
Breaking laws left, right and whenever
We need you out so we can get our act together

Cheating Gloria, you and I know
How the powers come and they go and you’ll soon be leaving
You’ll be drinking to your end and our pain will end
We will make no time for grieving
Cheating Gloria, making us cry
With our money paying your debt and making us poorer
Let me hear you lie once more like you did before
Fake a data, Cheating Gloria
Lie once more like you did before
Spin your data, Cheating Gloria

When the walls come tumbling down
And our nation’s still the 3^rd world
All are gone and I’m sure you’re in the 1^st world
Cheating Gloria, we know the truth
Even if you always deny it
We all know economy is down the toilet

Cheating Gloria, you and I know
How the powers come and they go and you’ll soon be leaving
It’s too long ‘til 2010 when our pain will end
Until then we’ll be always grieving
Cheating Gloria, making us cry
Activists and journalists die, we’re crying for justice
Let me hear you lie once more like you did before
Propaganda, Cheating Gloria
Lie once more like you did before
Your agenda, Cheating Gloria
Lie once more like you did before
Who’ll believe ya, Cheating Gloria?

[1] ABBA. Chiquitita”. Voulez-Vous. Polar Music, 1979.

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ABBA Week, Day 5: No more Trooper (Song about a change in lifestyle and sung to the tune of “Super Trouper”[1])

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Rising prices kill me
Can’t avoid the blues
thinking I have to
trade my SUV and commute

I was going broke every week
Whenever the fuel prices increase
Now that rising prices have been steep
Wishing it was slow but it wasn’t so
(wishing it was slow but it wasn’t so)
So imagine I was sad about increases
(sad about increases)
Suddenly I’m not alright
(and suddenly its gonna be)
And it’s gonna be so different
When I’m on the road tonight …

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna take me
guzzling so much gas
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
like it never has
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
’cause now all that is gone and past

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna cost me
But I won’t feel blue
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
Like I used to do
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
`cause now I’m saving money too

Be with twenty other commuters
How can anyone be so lonely
Hoping that someday it somehow ends
Still I’m thinking of saving money
(still I‘m thinking of saving money)
There are moments when I think I’m going crazy
(think I’m going crazy)
But it’s gonna be alright
(even though I’ve changed my ride)
Everything will be so different
When I’m on the road tonight

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna take me
guzzling so much gas
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
like it never has
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
’cause now all that is gone and past

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna cost me
But I won’t feel blue
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
Like I used to do
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
`cause now I’m saving money too

So I’ll be there and I’ll arrive
The sight of me will prove that it was worth the ride
And when I tell you what I‘ve saved
Don’t think I’m tight
I know that I have saved a lot tonight

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna take me
guzzling so much gas
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
like it never has
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
but now all that is gone and past

Tonight there’s
no more Trooper ride that’s gonna cost me
But I won’t feel blue
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
Like I used to do
(no m-more Troop-p-per)
`cause now I’m saving money too

[1] ABBA. “Super Trouper”. Super Trouper. Polar Music, 1980.

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ABBA Week, Day 4: Crony, Crony, Crony (Song reminder of the government culture and sung to the tune of “Money, Money, Money”[1])

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They scheme all night, they plot all day, to pocket all the tax we pay
Makes us sad
And even if we make a fuss there’s still no money left for us
Makes us mad!
In their dreams they have a plan
To become much wealthy men
They have no care for all our fate ‘cause they can easily migrate …

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government
In the government

Men like them easy to trace but never quite easy to chase
Makes us sad
And they want everything for free all paid for by the treasury
Makes us mad!
They must leave, They have to go
Otherwise we’ll be more poor
And be indebted ‘til the end even our great grandchildren …

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Crony, crony, crony
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Crony, crony, crony
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government
In the government

[1] ABBA. “Money, Money, Money”. Arrival. Polar Music, 1976.

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ABBA Week, Day 3: Jovito (Song dedicated to a certain general and sung to the tune of “Fernando”[1])

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Can you hear the cries Jovito?
It wasn’t too long ago another starry night like this
In our freedomfight Jovito
You ordered our execution to be done in the dark
No one heard the cries and screams
And sounds of torture that were coming from afar

You are closer now Jovito
Every hour every minute to last in hell eventually
You should be afraid Jovito
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I’m not ashamed to say
The sound of guns and soldiers really made me cry

We were fighting for Equality
If you were bright, Jovito
You’d have fought with us for Honesty,
For Liberty, Jovito
Though we never thought that we could die
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito
If I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito

When you’re old and grey Jovito
After many years have passed without a rifle in your hand
You’ll still hear the cries Jovito
You’ll recall the frightful night you ordered that we meet our end
I see evil in your eyes
How proud you were to fight our freedom in this land

We were fighting for Equality
If you were bright, Jovito
You’d have fought with us for Honesty,
For Liberty, Jovito
Though we never thought that we could die
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito
If I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito

We were fighting for Equality
If you were bright, Jovito
You’d have fought with us for Honesty,
For Liberty, Jovito
Though we never thought that we could die
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito
Yes, if I had to do the same again
I would, dear Gen. Jovito …

[1] ABBA. “Fernando”. Arrival. Polar Music, 1975.

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ABBA Week, Day 2: I Have A Scheme (Song reminder of what we taxpayers are up against and sung to the tune of “I Have A Dream”[1])

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I have a scheme that may not bring
A bit of help to those paying
If you see me wander, dealing everywhere
You can always be sure I’m getting quite a share
I believe in patrons
And I know that they will protect me
I believe in patrons
Knowing they will benefit with me
I’ll push the deal … I have a scheme
I’ll push the deal … I have a scheme

I have a scheme, a deal to bring
much wealth to me and my family
And my percentage makes it worth my while
Pushing negotiations still another mile
I believe in patrons
And I know that they will protect me
I believe in patrons
Knowing they will benefit with me
I’ll push the deal … I have a scheme
I’ll push the deal … I have a scheme

I have a scheme that’s promising
To help me pay for anything
If you see me wander, working off my tail
You can always be sure I’ll never be in jail
I believe in patrons
And I know that they will protect me
I believe in patrons
Knowing they will benefit with me
I’ll push the deal … I have a scheme

[1] ABBA. “I Have A Dream”. Voulez-Vous. Polar Music, 1979.

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ABBA Week, Day 1: Mamma Mia! (Song dedicated to a certain Romy and sung to the tune of, well, “Mamma Mia”[1])

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We’ve been cheated by you ever since NBN
‘Cause you never agreed she must come to an end
Look at you now, will you never learn
We don’t know how or why you accept control
Don’t you know you are losing your soul?
The gall it took to accept the reins
Of 1 more job from the same regime
Woh oh oh oh

Mamma Mia!
Here we go again
Romy, why can’t you resist her?
Mamma Mia!
Does it show again
Romy, why is it you need her?
We’re going broke and hungry
Poor without any money
Why, why can you never let her go?
Mamma mia, won’t you let us know
Romy, why she has a hold on you so?

We’ve been angry and sad about things that you do
We can’t count all the times that we thought she was through
And then you go, you claim you’re immune
From being told to disclose what you’ve known all along
Why can’t you be a little strong?
The gall it took to accept the reins
Of 1 more job from the same regime
Woh oh oh oh

Mamma Mia!
Here we go again
Romy, why can’t you resist her?
Mamma Mia!
Does it show again
Romy, why is it you need her?
We’re going broke and hungry
Poor without any money
Why, why can you never let her go?
Mamma mia, won’t you let us know
Romy, why she has a hold on you so?

Mamma mia!
Even if she says
Lie lie, won’t you say no to her?
Mamma mia!
Can’t you ever say,
‘Bye bye I’ll be gone forever’?
Mamma Mia!
Here we go again
Romy, why can’t you resist her?
Mamma Mia!
Does it show again
Romy, why is it you need her?
We’re going broke and hungry
Poor without any money
Why, why can you never let her go?
Mamma mia, won’t you let us know
Romy, why she has a hold on you so?

[1] ABBA. “Mamma Mia”. ABBA Album. Polar Music, 1975.

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