- published: 29 Aug 2016
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The name Greta is derived from the name Margaret, which comes from the Greek word margarites or "pearl."
Greta may refer to:
Barbra Joan Streisand (/ˈstraɪsænd/; born April 24, 1942) is an American singer, songwriter, actress, and filmmaker. During a career spanning six decades, she has become an icon in multiple fields of entertainment, winning numerous awards, and has earned her recognition as Mother of All Contemporary Pop Divas or Queen of The Divas. She has been recognized with two Academy Awards, ten Grammy Awards including the Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award and the Grammy Legend Award, five Emmy Awards including one Daytime Emmy, a Special Tony Award, an American Film Institute award, a Kennedy Center Honors prize, four Peabody Awards,The Presidential Medal Of Freedom and eleven Golden Globes. She is among a small group of entertainers who have been honored with an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony Award, of whom only she and one other have also won a Peabody.
Streisand is one of the best-selling music artists of all time, with more than 72.5 million albums in the United States and with a total of 245 million records sold worldwide, making her the best-selling female artist among the top-selling artists recognized by the Recording Industry Association of America, (The only female in the top ten, and the only artist outside of the rock 'n' roll genre.)
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
Well, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a big ol' brama bull
Busting up my shotgun shack