Peace Frog

During my half-hour of "daddy-time" each morning before daycare, I've been entertaining my son with song.

He likes songs with "la, la, la's" and "do-bee-do's". The joy in his eyes is precious while I'm butchering the notes, and it's a look on his face that I'll never forget.

This morning, I sang a song I've always liked by the Doors called "Peace Frog". I've never paid any attention to the lyrics whatsoever; I think it's the baseline of the song that hooked me. Not knowing most of the words, my song went pretty much like this:

(Baseline) Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do, Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do

Blee Blah on the streets, it's up to my ankles

Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do, Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do

Blee Blah on the streets, it's up to my knees

Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do, Do da-loo do, do do doobi doobi do

(Bridge) Blee-dee blah, blee-dee, blah-diddy blah, blee blee blee-dee blah

(Pause) Then baseline again. (he loves this part)

Repeat until he spits up.

Since I have a thirst for knowledge, I decided to look up the lyrics this morning on my trusty internet-thingy machine so I may give him a more accurate rendition during tomorrow's daddy-time.

Oh my God.

Needlees to say, I'm appalled at how bad a father I've been. Turns out the song is about abortion, and there are few pieces of music out there with more graphic lyrics. I won't even print them here, but here's a link if you're interested:

Peace Frog lyrics

In the history of music, has there ever been a more inappropriate song to sing to a baby? I don't think so. Damned baseline! Why do you have to be so catchy? I won't be surprised if the department of children and families knocks on my door later.

"Good evening sir, we heard some pretty terrible things about your morning song-choices. Mind if we come in and take a look around."

The glass-half-empty guy in me is picturing a day years from now when my son looks at me and says: "Daddy, what is that song you used to sing to me when I was a baby? It's stuck in my head. Something about up to my ankles. Strong baseline. Was there any significance to it? You used to sing it so beautifully. It made me so happy."

What will I say then?

I guess tomorrow, I'll have to go back to something a little more about sunshine and babies and a little less about darkness and such. I hope I haven't scarred him for life. From here on out, all lyrics will be screened in advance before the actual performance portion of "daddy-time".

I'm wondering if "Lola" by the Kinks is appropriate for a 3-month old. I think he may love it, but I don't like what the glass-half-empty guy has to say about that.

Anybody have any songs I should definitely stay away from? Your comments are welcome. Peace out, peace frogs.