IDS 101-04 College Colloquium Oh Canada!

Prof. Sammy Basu MWF 12:40p-01:40p

Lyrics

O Canada (1880, 1968, 1980)

http://www.canadianheritage.gc.ca/progs/cpsc-ccsp/sc-cs/anthem_e.cfm

Composer: Calixa Lavallée

French lyrics: Adolphe-Basile Routhier.

English lyrics: Robert Stanley Weir and 1968 Special Joint Committee of the Senate and House of Commons.

Official English O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, We stand on guard for thee. God keep our land, Glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee; O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.	Official French Ô Canada! Terre de nos aïeux, Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux! Car ton bras sait porter l'épée, Il sait porter la croix! Ton histoire est une épopée Des plus brillants exploits. Et ta valeur, de foi trempée, Protégera nos foyers et nos droits; Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.
Official Inuktitut lyrics O'Kanata nangmini Nunavut piqujatii Nalattiaqpavut angiglivaliajuti sangijulutillu nanqipugu O'Kanata mianiripluti O'Kanata nunatsia nangiqpugu mianiripluti O'Kanata salagijauquna	Translation of French lyrics O Canada! Land of our forefathers Your brow is wreathed with glorious garlands! For your arm knows how to bear the sword, It knows how to bear the cross! Your history is an epic Of the most brilliant feats. And your valour, in faith steeped, Will protect our homes and our rights; Will protect our homes and our rights.

‘American Woman’ (1970)

The Guess Who (Bachman-Cummings-Kale-Peterson)

American woman gonna mess your mind American woman, she gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind Say A, Say M, Say E, Say R, Say I, C, Say A, Say N, American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman, stay away from me American woman, mama let me be Don’t come hangin’ around my door I don’t wanna see your face no more I got more important things to do Than spend my time growin’ old with you Now woman, I said stay away, American woman, listen what I say. American woman, get away from me American woman, mama let me be Don’t come knockin’ around my door Don’t wanna see your shadow no more Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else’s eyes Now woman, I said get away American woman, listen what I say.

American woman, said get away American woman, listen what I say Don’t come hangin’ around my door Don’t wanna see your face no more I don’t need your war machines I don’t need your ghetto scenes Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else’s eyes Now woman, get away from me American woman, mama let me be. Go, gotta get away, gotta get away Now go go go Gonna leave you, woman Gonna leave you, woman Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye You’re no good for me I’m no good for you Gonna look you right in the eye. Tell you what I’m gonna do You know I’m gonna leave You know I’m gonna go You know I’m gonna leave You know I’m gonna go, woman I’m gonna leave, woman Goodbye, American woman Goodbye, American chick Goodbye, American broad ...

‘Blame Canada’ (1999)

South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut Soundtrack

Shelia broflovski

Times have changed, our kids are geting worse. They won't obey their parents, they just wanna fart and curse! Should we blame the government, or blame society? Or should we blame the images on TV? NO! Blame Canada, Blame Canada It seems that everything's gone wrong, since Canada came along Blame Canada, Blame Canada We need to form as full assault, it's Canada's fault Don't blame yourself for your son Stan, He saw that darn cartoon and now he's off to join the Klan! and my boy Eric once had my picture on his shelf, but now when he sees me, he tells me to (gasp) myself Blame Canada, Blame Canada Because when Canada is gone, There'll be no more Celine Dion Blame Canada, Blame Canada They're not even a real country anyway

Kenny could've been a doctor or a lawyer, it's true instead he burned up like a piggy on the barbecueShould we blame th Should we blame the matches? Should we blame the fire? or the doctors who allowed him to expire? HECK NO! Blame Canada, Blame Canada with all their Hockey hallabaloo, and that bitch Anne Murray too Blame Canada, Blame Canada all I can say is oy Gevalt, it's Canada's Fault EVERYBODY!! Blame Canada, Blame Canada With Brain Adams' Beady Eyes Margret Trudeau's friendly thighs Blame Canada, Shame on Canada! For the smut we must stop! The trash we must smash! The laughter and fun, this will be undone! We must blame them and cause a fuss before somebody thinks of blaming us!!!

‘I am a Canadian’ (2000)

(Molson Canadian)

Hey, I'm not a lumber jack Or a fur trader And I dont live in an igloo Or eat blubber Or own a dog sled And I don't know Jimmy, Jally or Suzie from Canada Although I'm sure they're really really nice I have a Prime Minister not a President I speak English and French not American And I pronounce it about not "a-boot"

I can proudly sew my country's flag on my backpack I believe in peackeeping not policing Diversity not assimilation And that the beaver is a truley proud and noble animal A toque is a hat a chesterfield is a couch And it is prnouced "zed" not "zee" "zed"! Canada is the 2nd largest landmass! The 1st nation in hockey! And the best part of North America! My name is Joe and I am Canadian!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Am_Not_Canadian

“I am not a Canadian’ (2000)

Guy Québecois

I'm not unemployed or smuggling cigarettes across the border I don't eat Pepsi and May West for breakfast (*) I don't watch da hockey game doing it doggie-style And no, I don't know Claude, Manon, or François in Abitibi-Témiscamingue (*) But I'm sure they all have nice teeth I smoke in church I speak Québecois in joual, not French or English I pronounce it "tird", not third And eating French fries with cheese makes sense, mon ostie, I believe in a distinct society, as long as someone else pays for it I believe in language-police, not equal rights And, calisse, I believe that Club Super-Sex is an appropriate place for my wife and me to celebrate our anniversaire What the hell, she goes on at ten anyway

In Québec, the Stanley Cup actually comes around more often than Halley's comet I can get beer at the dépanneur, not the convenience store And maybe I can't turn right on a red light But tabarnak, I can go right through it Because Québec is the world's largest producer of maple syrup The home of Céline Dion and Roch Voisine The land where everybody is shacking up and the legal drinking age is just a suggestion Je m'appelle Guy, and I am not Canadian Mot, t'a dit, tabarnak, ostie. Merci, salut la vedette source (Transcribed by Monique Adriaansen, Mel Priddle, & Jon R. - Feb2004) (*) (Corrections by Alan Bick - December 14th, 2004)

‘I am not Americans’

The Arrogant Worms

I am not American, Though I live in North America Which is part of the Americas Which should make me an American Geographically Canadians, Are certainly Americans As are Venisallians, But not Hawaiians They're out in the middle of the Ocean Just like the U.S. Virgin Islands, Who shoudn't say they are Americans, Or even Virgins How could two whole continents, Lose their name to one Constitute Where were we when the U.S. went, And took the word American away? But to be fair to them, Their other name options, Like U.S.A.ers or United Statesians, Were pretty bad

Still I want to be as American, As the French are European, Or those in Antarctica are Antarctican Even if they're just penguins That leaves us Canadians as Northern North American, But Alaska?s Norther curse them We're surrounded by Americans Americans, Americans! I just called those U.S.A.ers Americans A name meant for two continents not just them For if I said I was American, People would probably think I came from Maine Still I think I have a plan, Let's become Antarctican, And join up with the penguins For just like them, we're not American!

Don't want to be a Canadian idiot (2006)

“Weird” Al Yankovic

(Parody of Green Day’s "American Idiot")

Dont want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut and do I look like some frost bitten hosehead? I never learned my alphabet from A to Zed They all live on donuts and moose meat and they leave the house without packin' heat never even bring their guns to the mall. And you know what else is too funny? Their stupid monopoly money. Can't take 'em seriously at all.. Well maple syrup and snow's what they export, they treat curling just like it's a real sport. They think their silly accent is so cute, 'can't understand a thing they're talking aboot.

Sure, they got their national health care, cheaper meds, low crime rates and clean air.. Then again well they got Celine Dion.. Eat their weight in kraft macaroni and dream of driving a zamboni all over Saskatchewan. Don't want to be a Canadian idiot. Won't figure out the temperature in Celsius. See the map they're hovering right over us! Tell you the truth it makes me kinda nervous.. Always hear the same kind of story, break their nose and they'll just say 'sorry'. Tell me what kind of freaks are that polite? It's gotta mean they're all up to something! So quick before they see it coming, time for a pre-emptive strike.