As both off you know, Jack has been Mr. Sicky Pants since last Sunday. Whiny, fussy, lethargic…if it weren’t for the high fever and Alabama pajamas, he could have easily been mistaken for his Uncle JRod. Ba-domp-ching!
After eight consecutive double doses of Motrin and Tylenol, and only about 3 sleepless hours during the day, he was feeling much better last night. No surprise, when it came time to wind down for bed, he was raring to go. He had four days of play to catch up on. Being the stickler to rules that I am, I dutifully tried to enforce his bedtime rituals. “Jesus Loves Me” is his key to settle down. Last night it didn’t work – I mean, defiantly didn’t work. I mean – the song just wasn’t in him last night. That made me wonder – as most everything does – what song represents the opposite of “Jesus Loves Me”? That’s the song that Jack was singing.
Even with my limited knowledge of Judas Priest, Black Sabbath, AC/DC, and KISS (understanding that those are probably the more commercially “clean” bands in the category) I came up with several possibilities.
What could be more defiant than “With a rebel yell…screaming more, More, MORE!!!”?
Though not quite as defiant, and he’s probably a little young for this one, but “feel like making…(doh-domp-chee, doh-domp-chee, doh-domp-chee)…I feel like makin’ love”.
I’m sure Quiet Riot had some doozy of a boozing, sex-it-up song on their one album, which I owned at one time…got it for Christmas along with Stevie Nicks’ greatest hits. I kid you not. Both were crystal clear black vinyl. 33s if I recall. Any way, the Quiet Riot song that you’ve all heard is, “Come on feel the noise, girls rock your boys! We’re getting’ wild, wild, wild – wild, wild, wild!” except that’s not how they spell ‘come’.
That was a long way for me to go to ask, what do you think is the opposite of “Jesus Loves Me”? And good luck getting Rebel Yell out of your head. It could have been worse, I could have broken out some "Eyes without face, face, face, face..."