Spoken, not sung.

My job is pretty serious. It is because of this fact that most people experience disbelief when they find out what I do.

 

As I was preparing for work this morning, I was thinking it might be funny to mix things up a bit and provide all of my responses via lyrics – spoken, not sung.

 

With today’s topic in mind, I thought this would be a good line-up:

 

Interviewer: What do you think needs to happen?

Me: I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way. Show them all the beauty they possess inside. Give them a sense of pride to make it easier.

 

Interviewer: How can the public help?

Me: Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be. Everybody’s searching for a hero. People need someone to look up to.

 

At about this point I figure they might be on to me, so I’d move on to a new song.

 

Interviewer: Where are most of the youth from?

Me: Been spending most their lives living in a gangsta’s paradise.

 

I would then pause, sigh and repeat. That line is a good one – worth repeating twice.

 

The big ending is important – you want to leave them hanging on your last word.

 

Interviewer: So, what’s next?

Me: Don’t you know? Things can change. Things can go your way, if you hold on for one more day. Yeah. Hold on for one day. Hold on…..

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