The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.

Tutu Brothers

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Burnin' U.S.A.

Just a little lyrical nonsense dedicated to all of the clueless people who think melanoma is “just skin cancer” and are still seeking that ‘healthy’ tan this summer, to the tune of The Beach Boys “Surfin’ U.S.A.”…

If everybody had a notion
Across the U. S. A.
Then just nobody'd be burnin'
Yikes, melano-i-a
You'd see 'em wearing their burkas
A lot of sunscreen too
A blotchy blotchy blonde scares you
Burnin' U. S. A.

You catch 'em burnin' at Del Mar
Ventura County line
Santa Cruz and Trestle
Australia's Narrabeen
All over Manhattan
And down Doheny Way

Everybody's gone burnin'
Burnin' U.S.A.

You’ll be ‘planning’ that route
You’re gonna take real soon
You're tracking down your derm course
C can't wait for you
You’ll call Intron such a bummer
You’re on dermfari today
Tell the preacher you’re burnin'
Burnin' U. S. A.

Tanner sprees and palm trees
Pacific Palisades
San Onofre and Sunset
Redondo Beach L. A.
All over La Jolla
At Wa'imea Bay.

Everybody's gone burnin'
Burnin' U.S. A.

Everybody's gone burnin'
Burnin' U.S. A.

Everybody's gone burnin'
Burnin' U.S. A.

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