Got a solution without a problem...

Hey there my homies, wassup? I'm in a good mood today, and not just because the creepy scratching sound coming from my porch is gone (I was informed that they were burrowing bees or something of that nature. I wouldn't know, I just live here).
I have my choir concert tonight. Big doings. Hey, not to be immature, but if now if anyone's looking up gay porn and they make a typo, they'll end up here! Isn't that cool?
Didn't think so. Anywhere...
Back to my choir concert. We're singing a bunch of songs, and it'll be good. It's the last concert of the year, though, so all the seniors are gonna cry. I might too, I'm a wuss like that.
Boing! Boing! Boing! I have that sound effect that you hear whenever something rubbery or springy bounces in a cartoon stuck in my head. Wait, no, now I have the Overture from Tommy stuck in my head. I think. Which one is it where they sing "I've got a feeling twenty one is gonna be a good year"? I've got that exact sentence in a loop in my head. I'm not complaining, I love the Who. I've only got two of their CDs, as I'm on minimum wage and can't really afford getting too many CDs of one particular band if I wanna have wide musical knowledge. For example, I need to get some Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd. I don't have any of their stuff, and that's a crime if you ask me. Did you ask?
Hey, you know that story about the emperor without any clothes on? If he was told that only the wise could see his robes, and he couldn't see his robes, then why did he assume that all the people of his kingdom would be able to see his robes? I mean, if the people are smarter than he is, then why would he be in charge in the first place? And why wouldn't he be able to feel that he wasn't wearing any clothes? I mean, aren't invisible clothes still tangible enough that he'd know whether he was wearing them? I don't have to look down to know that I'm wearing a pair of jeans and a t shirt, I can feel them on my body... The whole story has huge plot holes. It makes no sense!
Anyway, I think I've rambled enough, so I can finish up and go get ready for my concert. Morning stars are for wimps.

[EDIT] Those lyrics are to 1921. Same CD, but one song after Overture. I only just got the CD, so I amn't familiar enough with the music yet to make distinctions. Sorry for any confusion!