25 October 2009 Welcome - Charles - Poempix - Ghost Surfer

This parody (or whatever) was obviously inspired by the mind numbing exercise of waiting for web pages to download, then finding they were not what was wwwanted. The original song also has an incredibly catchy and memorable tune.

I've altered this a bit since I first posted it. Even the title's changed from the original "Ghost surfer on the Net" as I have tried to make it, dare I say, more singable...

Ghost surfer in Cyberspace

A sad young lad did surf the web one dark and lonely night -
Loaded a page in error, a page that wasn't right!
A javascript was running and a pop up came in view.
The things it showed were really grim - as I will tell to you.

Now click that link! Wait for the page! Ghost surfer in cyberspace...

That page it showed a gruesome sight and words that shouldn't be
Allowed in front of innocents, and maybe you and me.
He saw a scene, a lonely man chained to a computer desk!
And read the sign that had been hung around the captive's neck

Now click that link! Wait for the page! Ghost surfer in cyberspace...

This man (it told) had spent his life just throwing time away,
Surfing the web and looking for interactive games to play.
He never did any real work or helped his fellow men;
Just surfed across the world wide web again and again and again.

Now click that link! Wait for the page! Ghost surfer in cyberspace...

Now he was trapped with no way out, and so he had to stay
Condemned to roam in cyberspace for ever and a day.
A dreadful price (though justified) his soul would know no rest,
Unable to find the answer to a fiendish web based test.

Now click that link! Wait for the page! Ghost surfer in cyberspace...

The viewpoint changed, our lad now saw the victim's ravaged face
And heard him cry "Oh! you out there, avoid this cursèd place!
You need to have a proper life, and with real folk, work and play.
Don't use the Internet so much, or you'll be here one day!"

Now click that link! Wait for the page! Ghost surfer in cyberspace...

Waiting for the page to load, waiting for another page...

Trapped in cyberspace... Waiting for another page...

The original words & music were written by Stan Jones, and, I think, originally recorded in 1949 by Vaughn Monroe

Ghost Riders In the Sky

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day.
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.

Yip-pee-yi-ay, yip-pee-yi-oh, ghost riders in the sky

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard and he heard their mournful cry.

Yip-pee-yi-ay, yip-pee-yi-oh, ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat.
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught 'em yet.
They've got to ride forever in that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire - as they ride on, hear their cry.

Yip-pee-yi-ay, yip-pee-yi-oh, ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a' ridin' on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride,
A-tryin' to catch the Devil's herd across these endless skies."

Yip-pee-yi-ay, yip-pee-yi-oh, ghost riders in the sky

Ghost riders in the sky