"A glad heart makes a happy face..." - Proverbs 15:13

Here's a happy tribute to all you Canadians (especially Greg):Welcome to Canada it's maple leaf stateCanada O Canada It's greatThe people are nice and they speak French tooIf you don't like it man you sniff glueThe great white north their kilts are plaidhosers take off it's not half badI want to be where yaks can run freeWhere Royal Mounties can arrest me Let's go to CanadaLet's leave todayCanada O CanadaEl se vous pleThey've got trees and mooses and sled dogslots of lumber and lumber jacks and logswe all thinks that it's kind of a drag that you have to go there to get milk in a bagthey say "eh" instead of "what" or "duh"that's the mighty power of CanadaI want to be where lemmings run into the seawhere the marmasets can attack me Let's go to CanadaLet's leave todayCanada O CanadaEl se vous plePlease Please explain to mehow this all has come to be we forgot to metion something heredid we say that William Shatner is a Native citizenand Slurpees made venesin that's deer- Five Iron FrenzyMaybe this is too light hearted of a topic to start on this forum, but I think sometimes it's good to come across something that makes you laugh. Five Iron Frenzy does that for me!So... feel free to post lyrics, hymns, quotes, etc. that bring a smile to your heart and face. :-D

Quote:"Maybe this is too light hearted of a topic to start on this forum, but I think sometimes it's good to come across something that makes you laugh. Five Iron Frenzy does that for me!"Yeah, me too! I like this thread idea. I was really into FIF many years ago and I recently wiped off the dust of an old CD of theirs called "Upbeats and Beatdowns" and gave it a listen. Glad I did! Enjoyable if you're in the right mood.I would kind of describe them as witty Christians who make quality music.Here's the lyrics to the first song on the "Upbeats and Beatdowns" album. I think it's quite funny in a disturbing way. A witty commentary on a shameful and embarrassing moment in the history of "our" great land. I don't know if it will be as funny without being able to hear the tone in the song. To give an idea, it's somewhat fast-paced and overly excited, like rediculous and silly. Old WestSome cowboys were a 'ridin,ridin' on the range.The grass was overgrazed there, and spotted like some mange.The buffalo were dead there,The trees they all were through, and if they saw some Injuns, why they would kill them too.West or bust, in God we trust, 'Let's rape, let's kill, let's steal!'We can almost justify, anything we feel. I'm climbing up that ladder, more brownie points for me.I'll work my way to Jesus,just you wait and see.Said one cowboy to another,'I think it would be nice, if we could take these Injuns and convert them all to Christ.See, they are all disgusting, and bringing me great pain,and if they don't believe me,we'll put a bullet in their brains!'I am always shoutin',when I go outside,how people should repent now,or they're going to die.My motives are all selfish, I'm a cannon brimmed with powder.If people don't believe me,I just beat them and yell louder.

Let's just rename this, "Five Iron Frenzy" fans. Just kidding. Yeah, I was thinking to myself, after I posted this, that half of the humor is in how the song sounds. Oops! Yeah, I like that "Old West" song. Reese Ropper is a genious! He seems to know a bit about history, politics, science and poetry.Okay, here's some "worship" songs I like by FIF:Every New DayWhen I was young, the smallest trick of light,Could catch my eye,Then life was new and every new day,I thought that I could fly.I believed in what I hoped for,And I hoped for things unseen,I had wings and dreams could soar,I just don't feel like flying anymore.When the stars threw down their spears,Watered Heaven with their tears,Before words were spoken,Before eternity.Dear Father, I need you,Your strength my heart to mend.I want to fly higher,Every new day again.When I was small, the furthest I could reach,Was not so high,Then I thought the world was so much smaller,Feeling that I could fly.Through distant deeps and skies,Behind infinity,Below the face of Heaven,He stoops to create me.Dear Father, I need you,Your strength my heart to mend.I want to fly higher,Every new day again.Man versus himself.Man versus machine.Man versus the world.Mankind versus me.The struggles go on,The wisdom I lack,The burdens keep pillingUp on my back.So hard to breathe,To take the next step.The mountain is high,I wait in the depths.Yearning for grace,And hoping for peace.Dear God...Increase.Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls once again.Jesus Christ, light of the world burning bright within our hearts forever.Freedom means love without condition, without a beginning or an end.Here's my heart, let it be forever Yours,Only You can make every new day seem so new.DandelionsIn a field of yellow flowers underneath the sunBluest eyes that spark with lightningBoy with shoes undoneHe is young, so full of hopeReveling in tiny dreamsFilling up his arms with flowersRight for giving any queenRunning to her,beaming brightWhile cradling his prizeA flickering of yellow lightWithin his mother's eyesShe holds them to her heartKeeping them where they'll be safeClasped within her very marrowDandilions in a vaseShe sees love where anyone else would see weedsAll hope is found, here is everything he needsFathomless Your endless mercyWeight i could not liftWhere do i fit in this puzzle?What good are these gifts?Not a martyr or a saintScarcley can i struggle throughAll that i have ever wantedWas to give my best to YouLord search my heartCreate in me something cleanDan-de-li-onsYou see flowers in these weedsGently lifting hands to heavenSoftened by the sweetist hushA Father sings over His childrenLoving them so very muchMore than words could warrantDeeper than the darkest blueMore than sacrafice could meritLord, i give my heart to youLord search my heartcreate in me something cleanDan-de-li-onsYou see flowers in these weedsA Flowery SongBeautiful day, wonderful feelingI feel like singingPsalms meaning songs,Singing praises all day longJoy fills the weakJoy makes us strongFilled 'till we burstSongs of praiseTo the God of the universe.Despite our selfish selvesDespite all loss of hopeDespite our lack of faithDespite our stony heartsDespite the waning moonDespite the ebbing tideOf how we think this world should be.Praise God from whom all blessings flowPraise Him all creatures here belowPraise Him above ye Heavenly hostPraise Father, Son, and Holy GhostGray rainy dayDown in the mud for usI don't feel I can singSongs to the God in control of the seasonsBut what's good and badFlow from the handsOf the God with the perfect planFilling us with joy, all of this will glorify.

What albums are those songs on? I also found out a way to get a better feel for the tone of the songs if anyone wants to. Just go to amazon.com and there's little sample clips on there for some of the songs. Like you can listen to a 30 second clip and get an idea of how the tone is.

http://www.freakmusic.com/fifdisc.html That's a link to Five Iron Frenzy's discography (all their albums with the song titles listed).I can tell you that all those "worship" songs are on their first 3 albums:A Flowery Song - Upbeats & BeatdownsDandelions - Quantity is Job # 1Every New Day - Our Newest Album Ever!http://music.barnesandnoble.com/search/results.asp?WRD=Five+Iron+Frenzy&qsrch=A&userid=Rt3xMvs98A There's a link from Barnes & Noble's site where you can listen to clips of the songs from each of Five Iron Frenzy's albums.

Ahhh... nothing about milk bags, yaks, Royal Mounties, or lumber jacks in your National Anthem? [laughs]Okay, since we seem to be doing National anthems now, here's ours:Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight'O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming.And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air,Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? Nothing about God... interesting. We're pagan! [laughs] Just kidding.I like this song better (found out this summer that the Brits sing their National Anthem to this tune - or would it be the other way around since they probably had their anthem first?):My country, ’tis of thee,Sweet land of liberty,Of thee I sing;Land where my fathers died,Land of the pilgrims’ pride,From every mountainside,Let freedom ring!

Sis Yodi posted;Quote;Nothing about God... interesting. We're pagan! [laughs] Just kidding.Actually we Yanks only sing the first stanza of our anthem ... God is not mentioned till the very last stanza (please don't anyone tell the ACLU) ... Can you imagine singing this whole thing ... whew ...the National AnthemThe Star-Spangled BannerOh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight'O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming.And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air,Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?On the shore dimly seen, thro' the mists of the deep,Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream;'Tis the star-spangled banner: oh, long may it waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.And where is that band who so vauntingly sworeThat the havoc of war and the battle's confusionA home and a country should leave us no more?Their blood has wash'd out their foul footstep's pollution.No refuge could save the hireling and slaveFrom the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.Oh, thus be it ever when free men shall stand,Between their loved homes and the war's desolation;Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued landPraise the Power that has made and preserved us as a nation.Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,And this be our motto: "In God is our trust";And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.Tune: Anacreon in HeavenWritten by Francis Scott Key on September 14th,1814.

Yeah, I actually saw those other stanzas for both songs when I looked them up on the Internet. Thanks for pointing that out to everyone else though. Interesting how these songs are set up like hymns - several stanzas with the same, repititve tune.