RMH Pop Song

Over on Paul's thread, Beau Davidson asks:

So we've kinda arrive at a confluence of:
1) educate the commercial designers and builders to create supply and knowledge
and
2) educate the masses to create demand

But how do we do that more, better, or different than Paul has been for the last 13 years.

Write RMH into a blockboster film?  Write pop music about being toasty warm on the freaky cheap?

So let's write a pop song. I think the easiest way would be to take a pop song that is already a hit and rewrite the lyrics. I nominate "Hook" by Blues Traveler because the current lyrics tells us exactly how to write a hit pop song. And the chords and timing are from Pachelbel's Canon in G. Which means that if we wanted to adapt it to a different pop tune instead we will have thousands of options.

This video breaks down "Hook."



Change "hook" to "heat" in the chorus and you have the start of an RMH rewrite:

Because the heat brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The heat brings you back
On that you can rely

It don't matter what I say,
I keep giving you free RMH stuff
That makes you feel I'll convey
Perfect plans to heat your freezing house
But I've built thirteen so far
And I can keep it up as long as it takes
And it don't matter where you are
If the oil prices rise then it's your wallet that breaks

But the heat brings you back
Nice and cozy in your bedroom
Yes the heat brings you back
Cooking meals, heated bench

The song uses a lot of open vowel sounds at the end of lines. So my last line falls apart with "bench." Does anyone else want to take a stab? The original lyrics are:

It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel I'll convey
Some inner truth or vast reflection
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks

Because the hook brings you back (brings you back)
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back
On that you can rely

There is something amiss
I am being insincere
In fact I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow

Was that the hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back (brings you back)
On that you can rely

Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in
If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn
Make a desperate move or else you'll win
And then begin to see
What you're doing to me
This MTV is not for free
It's so PC it's killing me
So desperately I sing to thee of love
Sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self
And I can't keep these feeling on the shelf
I've tried, well no, in fact I lied
Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside
To hide or slide
I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride till until I've died
And only then shall I abide by this tide
Of catchy little tunes
Of hip three minute diddies
I wanna bust all your balloons

I wanna burn of all your cities to the ground
But I've found, I will not mess around
Unless I play then hey
I will go on all day
Hear what I say
I have a prayer to pray
That's really all this was
And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck
I don't rely on luck

Because the hook brings you back (brings you back)
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook
On that you can rely