May I hear your original song parody, please?

My version of “Friday” by Rebecca Black

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get drunk on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to some drinkin’, drinkin’
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ drunk on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to some drinkin’, drinkin’

Body shots’, Body shots’ (Yeah)
Jagerbombs’, Jagerbombs’ (Yeah)
Shots, shots, shots, shots
Lookin’ forward to the drinkin’

Seven p.m., waking up in the evening
Gotta be high, gotta go to the bar
Gotta smoke my bowl, gotta have Captain
Seein’ everything, happy hour is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to ladies night
Gotta get some cigs, I see my friends

Pukin’ in the front seat
Barfin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which shot can I take?

7:45, drunk drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, and I’m so high
Shots, shots, think about shots
You know what it is
I got arrested, you got arrested
The cop is by my right, ay
I got DUI, you got DUI
Now you know it

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get drunk on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to some drinkin’, drinkin’
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ drunk on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to some drinkin’, drinkin’

Vomiting, Vomiting (Yeah)
Vomiting, Vomitimg (Yeah)
Bail, bail, bail, bail
Lookin’ forward to my court date

A friend of mine totally ruined a song for me when he changed the words to Carly Simon’s “That’s The Way I Always Heard It Should Be” with this:

My friends from college, they’re all married now…
I open paint cans with my teeth…

I’m about to lose my lurve
You’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of lurve
I need a jelly
Call me a jelly
I need a jelly, jelly
To bring me back my lurve

I Need a Jelly – Lurvinem feat. Dr J

I can’t repeat what I sing.
It’s just wrong and bad XD
Here is a site that’s amusing:)

@lucillelucillelucille HAHA! “Might as well face it, you’re a d**k with a glove.”

@erichw1504 I just spat Diet Coke

@erichw1504 I was laughing to myself too,when I first saw that site.:)

a d**k with a glove I’m still laughing.

That song will never be the same to me now…

I also thoroughly enjoyed this one:

Losing My Religion
“Let’s pee in the corner, Let’s pee in the spotlight.”

Penguins (for my friend Steve, as sung at karaoke):

Penguins, dead bloody baby Penguins,
Steve’s trying to forget his Penguins of love.

Blood drops rolling down on their bills,
Steve’s trying to forget his Penguins of love.

Penguins, they’re really very fatty
When shaped into a patty, and served on a bun.

Penguins,
For all my life I’ll eat them
They wish I wouldn’t beat them
Then come back again

Penguins,
They’re fat and slow and silly
But make excellent chili
Would you like a bite?

Penguins, wo-o-o Penguins,
Wo-o-o, Penguins, there’s some over there
Penguins, wo-o-o Penguins
Wo-o-o, Penguins, cooked medium rare
(fade out)

Youuuuuuu’ve Gooooooot
Simple-chronic-halitosis-hyper-keratosis
a scalp that’s always itchy and with dandruff that’s ferocious
don’t forget your breath is best described as quite atrocious
Simple-chronic-halitosis-hyper-keratosis

@GladysMensch and THAT is how it’s done! That was stupendous.

@diavolobella, Thank you. It came to me a few years ago after seeing back-to-back commercials for Listerine and Selsun Blue.

Hahahaha.

“Now bring us some friggin’ pudding”

I always thought this one!

I don’t know if anyone remembers those Spirograph sets for kids? Drawing stuff with accessories to make funky patterns and everything…anyways, the commercial for this had a song; Spirograph, Spirograph, beautiful designs, perfect every time!

I eventually came up with this; Spirograph, Spirograph, uglyful designs, fucked up every time!

…I got nothin.

For a high school project, my friends and I rewrote the Fresh Prince of Bel Air theme song to be about William Penn. Yeeeeahhhh.

Make sure you read it to the beat of the long version of the theme song – including the verses about packing and flying on the airplane!

Now this is the story all about when
Pennsylvania was founded by William Penn
He was a really cool quaker and he rarely sinned
I’ll tell you how he became the proprietor of Penn’s Woodland

In London he was born in 1644
He grew up during the English Civil War
Foot racing, pox-catching, wig-wearing all cool
And all reading some religious texts in his school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started preaching free thinking in his neighborhood
He got expelled from Oxford and his dad got scared
He said, “You’re moving to Paris to get some fresh air”

He was attracted to Quakerism from a young age
And he began to attend Quaker meetings one day
This got him arrested but he didn’t try to lie
He publicly declared himself a Quaker guy

Religion, Penn was not afraid to criticize
Which got him thrown in jail a couple of times
But his father asked the Duke as his dying demand
That young William be protected and given some land

In the New World, Penn wished to make a colony
Where his Quaker friends could worship freely
Religious tolerance made Pennsylvania great
So people of all beliefs said, “Yo Homes, to Penn’s state!”

He made treaties with the Indians to preserve their rights
And no capital punishment for minor fights
As you can see, after listening to this rhyme
William Penn’s ideas were ahead of his time

My US History teacher is obsessed with this and still shows the video to his classes, two years later, much to my dismay.

My wife always thought that the Fresh Prince theme went like this:

”...Shootin’ some meatball outside of the school…”

Someone give me a song to parody, please?

@yankeetooter Born This Way.

This may take a little while…I don’t know this song, but I’ll see what I can do…

Okay, I didn’t do the whole song, but most of it. It’s hard to do a song you’re not fairly familiar with. And those who know my situation as of late will understand what I wrote more than those that do not…Here goes…

It doesn’t matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
He gets your pulse up
and you’re forlorn this way, baby

Verse:
My friends all told me when I was crushed
I am forlorn ‘less we talk
Let down my hair and put my nice clothes on
and by his classroom do walk

There’s nothing wrong with loving this nice guy
I said, ‘cause he is so perfect, babe
and things went fine for the first month or two
listen as they did decay

Chorus:
I’m trying it by my way
’cause I must be myself
I’m on the wrong track maybe
I’m forlorn this way
Don’t lose yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you’re set
I’m on the wrong track baby
I’m forlorn this way

Post-Chorus:
ooo it ain’t workin’ this way
baby I ‘m forlorn this way
baby I’m forlorn this way
ooo it ain’t workin’ this way
baby I’m forlorn this way
I’m on the wrong track baby
I’m forlorn this way

Don’t be a fake – just be yourself
Don’t be a fake – just be yourself
Don’t be a fake – just be yourself
Don’t be!

Verse:
Have yourself patience
and love his ways
Maybe he will come around…
By the appearance of the recent facts
I must tell myself to not feel down
A teacher interest is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (hey hey hey)
I love him well I love him truly and
Mi Amore Vole Fe Yah (love needs faith)

Repeat chorus + Post-chorus

As a boy, I enjoyed Mad Magazine. One of their regular features was ‘songs sung to the tune of’.

Ever since, all songs have been fair game.

Kenny Rodgers: “You got to know when to pick ‘em,
know when to flick ‘em,
know when to wipe your nose,
or let it run . . .”

Fifth Dimension: “This is the dawning of the age of asparagus,
the age of asparagus,
asparagus, asparagus . . .”

etc.

@starsofeight Lol! Especially the asparagus one! I’ve written some brilliant song parodies in my day, and I would post them, but they all contain “inside jokes” for the group they were written for, and so you could not fully appreciate them…the above is not my finest work, but not having heard the song before, it’s hard to match up the inflection…

I want to write a parody about Fluther, but haven’t come up with a good song with which to do this yet…any suggestions?

Jingle bells, Shotgun shells,
Santa got blown away,
Oh what fun, it is to gun,
All the elves away,

Mrs. Claus is in the kitchen,
Roasting in the stove,
No more of her goddamn bitchin,
Now to kill the dove,

Donner is in the cooler,
His family is in there as well,
The elves are without a ruler,
And now they’re all for sale, Oh!

Jingle bells, Shotgun shells,
Rudolph is in his grave,
Oh how cruel, it is to grill,
All of Santa’s slaves, hey!

My daughter and I make up silly song parodies.

Somewhere over the sausage, onions fry. There’s a bun that I’ve dreamt of, once in a lullaby

Somewhere I have a recording of John Lennon singing “Yesterday” with this set of lyrics:

Suddenly, I’m not half the man I used to be,
I have just become an amputee…