Tonight's elimination will bring us to The Final Four! Holy Cow! Where has the time gone? It all just seems to be slipping away. My emotions are on high right now because while I say it's going to be Matt, an awful thought keeps creeping into my head as I fear for my little Iraheta's life. But, I'm going to shove that nasty thought aside, and stick with my prediction: Matt G. goes home. And I don't know what it is, but for some reason, Matt G. brings out my inner-songstress, so here goes nothin': (set to the beautiful tune of Billy Joel's "And So It Goes," click on the orange link if you need to familiarize yourself with the song).
In every season
There is an Idol.
Regularly in the Bottom Three.
He riffs, He plays.
On his piano.
I'm talking about the boy, Matt G.
I spoke to him in cautious tones.
He answered me with another hat.
And still, I was happy. When he was Saved.
Now, what the hell is up with that.
And everytime. I watched "So Small."
My heart was filled with wonderment.
On how Matt G. could be so vulnerable.
His fedora was his own torment.
He scatted. He riffed.
To be like Justin.
But we don't need another of those.
Why not just be
Your true, great self?
You don't want to listen, I suppose.
And so it goes.
And so it goes.
And I'm the only one who knows.
2 comments (subscribe real quick first! top right):
Very, very good song.... I'm impressed -- nicely done. ;) ~J~
Why thank ya very much, J! I guess we can call it Matt's swan song.
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