Boom Chicka Boom was my first really really popular performance piece. For a long time it was my most requested poem and I still get requests for it today. It’s based on the trials and tribulations we all go through with loved ones where we seem to argue over the same things time and time again. So much so that it starts to sound like a broken record (for those of you that remember vinyl records). So it’s like the argument has its own beat. Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom. Video of this piece is here
Boom Chicka Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
I fight, you fight
We fight, we fight
I yell, you yell
We yell, we yell
Struggle Struggle Love and Hate
Argue Argue Just Debate
‘You said this’ ‘well you said that’
Tit for Tit For Tit For Tat
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Ain’t you tired of this game?
Fight, make up but life’s the same
It’s my fault I’m so ashamed
Blame, Blame, Blame Blame
Same old music, same old song
You’re always right, I’m always wrong
You wake up depressed and sad
I slept good that makes you mad
So much anger, so much strife
Is this what we want in life
Is this what we came here for?
Is this what we made them for?
Round and round this carousel
Tryin’ to stop why can’t you tell?
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Thunder, thunder lightning rain
I want to love but it’s a strain
I want to cry and touch your tears
I want to hurt and feel your fear
But when we talk we never speak
Is it peace we really seek?
I just want this pain to end
Must I break just so you’ll bend?
Must I cut just so you’ll bleed?
Must I want what you need?
Don’t you see?
Don’t you hear?
Don’t you feel?
Don’t you care?
Drama, drama, gloom and doom
Press replay…boom chick boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Boom Boom
I love you but life is tough
I love you is not enough
Phone, gas, lights, rent
Your car ac-ci-dent
I got dreams
I got goals
My own life you want control
Sometimes it’s us sometimes it’s we
Sometimes it needs to be me
That don’t mean you have no say
Ultimatum leave or stay
I just want this song to change
What we have to rearrange
Different beat
Different tune
No more boom chick
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom
Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom
Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka Boom Chicka
Boom Chick Boom!!!!
©2002 Brother Dash
Boom Chicka Boom by Brother Dash is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
Based on a work at www.brotherdash.com.
;( I know very well how it is…
(((( Is there a cure for the disease…? ;(((( I don’t want to fight – if I’m not satisfied with this kind of life, as a voiceless, as a useless wife – rather, I’d just leave, I’d grieve, but at least, I’ve spoken my heart… ;((( Argue without a point? Over marital prison? Fight? For one thousand and no reason?… I’d rather leave, I’d cry all night, I’d grieve – but, at least – I’d always be me!… *Aisha Baranowska, Luton 2009-09-17, UK*