Song Parodies

Oh yeah...these are fun. If you have a song parody, you can email me and I'll put it up! :)

Snowball by zindo (to the tune of "Downfall")

I wonder how it sleets
I wonder if this shirt is fleecy
If I could go south
You and I would have been like geese
I want you to be unfreezed
I want a snowblower
I want some electricity
I want a clear drive
Come on

(Chorus)
We're snowbound
I've always shoveled
But now I frown
Give me a big bear hug
Be my heater
And I'll throw a snowball

It's snowing again
On the sled heading down the hill
l Blizzard attack
I want a warmer jacket, my friend
I want you to cuddle me
I wanted a generator
I want you to help me shovel
I want to feel my fingers
Come on

(Chorus)

Yeah be my heater
Only heat can save us now
Heat save me now

Only heat can save us now
I'll throw a snowball
Our heat can save us now
heat save me now
We're snowbound
I've always had the hots
Just for you
Give me a big bear hug
Be my heater
And I'll throw a snowball

Now I'm back in the snow
Yeah my feet are icy from the cold
I'll make you throw a big hunk of snow
Well my teeth are chattering and it blows
And I'm digging a hole, to the door
The shovel is gone but here's an oar

Going to Hell by Evan Wecksell, 2003 (to the tune of "Unwell")

Morning
Stealing change from homeless people
'Cuz there's laundry to be done
Night time
Posing as a valet parker
And jacking some guy's Porsche
Because I'm also hung like a fourth grader

Bed time
Taking out my grandma's dentures
Because
She'll give better head

I'm not crazy
I'm just going to hell
My lines may not come off well
But you'll hook up with whomever you see
When you're on ecstasy
I'm not evil
I just sexually harass
I slap my boss on his ass
Then I thank him for the raise
And he punches me in the face

Shot down
By my new special lady
'Cuz she caught me with her mom
Don't blame me
Because the mom was looking good
And in her third trimester so I knew that she'd put out

My dog
I let him run out in the yard
And I'll
Peg him with rocks

I'm not crazy
I'm just going to hell
My lines may not come off well
But you'll hit bikers on the street
When you smoke too much weed
I'm not evil
I'm just missing my girl
She left me to my world
The courts would not be fair to me
'Cuz she was just fifteen

Now I hold pictures in my sleep
Of Olsens, Mary Kate & Ashley
Oh Satan, please make room for me

I'm not crazy
I'm just going to hell
My lines may not come off well
There's no food at home I see
So I'll eat a baby
I'm not evil, I've just got a good buzz
Don't worry, Joe's driving because
He drew the straw and is feeling fine
Of course, the man is blind

I'm not really that mean
But I'll buy beer for teens
I'm just going to hell
I'm not really that mean
But I'll buy beer for teens
See you in hell

You belong in the pound by Jasmin (to the tune of "Push")

He said I don't think you are good enough
Your way too dusty
and I think you came from a bin

And I don't know if you can really love
the hand that pat's me
You don't have long to live

And like a dog you get angry...

Well, you're called Rover
and I don't want you around
you don't chase me
You won't chase another ball

You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
you deserve to be stranded
You should be stranded
and you will...

He said, I don't know why you don't run to me
like I'm too untrusty
When you think the ball is gonna' hurt ya'
and I don't know why you can't just climb a tree
I don't want you near me
your bum smells like slime
and you're really dirty

Well don't just sit there
barking nice things to me
cuz your filthy and you pong
You are so lazy
you don't do anything at all

You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
you deserve to be stranded
You should be stranded
and you will...

Hell, well don't knock me over
wait a minute there Rover
You make me fall apart
when you run crazy, crazy

Don't chase me baby, don't chase me baby, baby....

You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
You belong in the pound
Yes you do, yes you do
you deserve to be stranded
You should be stranded
and you will...

Disease: (by moemoe)

The way your music makes me feel
You made my little heart heal
And I don't want to let you go
Don't want to let you go

You left a mark
On every one of my good days
And now I'm stronger than you know
Don't want to let you go

I always love to hear your songs
You never ever let me down,
Matchbox Twenty Bless your hearts

(chorus 1) I got a disease Deep inside me
Makes me feel so easy baby
I can't live without you
For every one who thinks I'm mad just
Keep your distance from me
Don't pay no attention to me
Wanna keep my disease

Seems like you're making my life
Better with every day that I strive
You showed me pure happiness
And left me there until now

Every little thing you do is magic
Since I know you, oh was magic
Now I know you I can breathe

(chorus 1)
(chorus 2) I don't think that I'm sick
But leave me be while my world is opening up for me
You sound like honey, guys
Tell me, can you stay my honey
I am strong
Keep hoping so bad that it will take long till
I'm free of my disease
Don't wanna be free of my disease
Free of my disease
(chorus 1+2)

Clutz: (by zindo)
(To the tune of "Crutch")

I don't want to be the clutz
one step away from doom
I don't want to be the clutz
one step away from...

man I fell like a rock so hurry over
call 911 and I could be your friend
ain't no use feeling pity for myself
make a torniquet for that cut so I'll mend
damn glasses, need a new pair
I think there's still a piece of me
up on the stairs

I'm ashamed, can't you see
oh my god, my knee!

I'm broken into pieces, to make it simple
'cause you know full well that I'm a bleeding man
all these times I fall and can't get up
and I stay that way until I'm rescued by meds
one pill, icky taste,
I think there'll be a bruise or two on my
face

I wish this wasn't the case
Is this the only way about it?

chorus

my balance is out of whack and gone,
laugh uproariously the way that mockers do
one small snicker that starts a little slow and
then goes on and on and makes you want to
trip around the room in circles
everybody tries to catch you
try to find my place on the floor
of all the clutzes you've been through
push a little more and you'll realize
all I want is to stand up when you knock me down..

chorus

Go Home, Mr. Fisherman- (Swim, Fishies, Swim!!): (submitted by Rachel)
Sung to the melody of "Hang"

He grabs his fishing poles
He packs his bait and he goes
He leaves the kids and wife all home alone
He brings all his gear
And he knows
The season's not quite right yet, for fishingggggggggg

He throws his line out yeah
Into the cold, cold water
And if he expected to catch some fishies, well
He better set his mind straight

He knows
Ain't no dumb fish out there, who'll take all his bait

Chorus:
And he always thinksssss
That it would be good to go back home
Someday yeah
If there's nothing there to make these fish eat
If he gets no fish he'll just go home

Trouble, understand
Is that the fish just aren't home
And they are all way too smart
Funny how he couldn't see it alllllll
Til his fingers were frostbitten

And he knows
He's been here too few hours
To ever catch any fish
Yeah but still it's much too long
To be outside
To be outsideeeeeeee

Chorus

If he gets no fish he'll just go HOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Chorus

But if fish don't surface like he wants
And there's no fish there to ease his bellyache
And he doesn't catch one freakin fish
If he gets no fish he'll just go home.......

Real World of Popsicle Manufactuing: (submitted by zindo)

Well I wonder what it's like to be a popsicle
I wonder what I'd do if someone ate me
I'm stored in boxes with little yellow price tags on every one
You can come and buy me when I'm...frozen, when I'm frozen

I wonder what it's like to be a popsicle stick
I wonder where I'd go after the tree I was in is cut down
From some other sawmill, I get cut up into pieces by the blade
boy I bet my friends will all be...splintered, they're splintered

(chorus) straight up, what flavor did you hope to get here
if I was a fudge popsicle, would this all far apart
strange, where were you, when we started freezing
I wish the real world of popsicle manufacturing would just stop hassling me...

I wonder what it's like to be the head honcho of popsicles
I wonder what I'd do if they all melted
I'd squeak out an order, I think we're out of this kinda get me some
boy don't make me wanna change my...brand, my brand

(chorus)

please don't change, please don't break
the only thing that seems to sell at all is you
please don't change your recipe
to you, and you to meeeee

(chorus)

Long Snake: (submitted by zindo)

It's sitting by the lawnmower
By the front door, the garden snake
That I can't bring myself to go near
And also, it's slithering towards no one else but you
But you won't turn away
When it's disappeared and gone

I'm sorry bout the cowardice
I need to give when I'm with you
But no one else would take this snake away from me
And I'm so terrified of no one else but me
It's here all the time
It won't go away
It slithers, yeah and I can't get myself to chase it away
It hisses, yeah and I can't get myself to chase it away
Oh God I shouldn't feel this way now

(chorus) Reach down your hand in your pocket
Pull out a pillowcase for me
It's a looong snake, always ain't that right
And no Lord my hand won't touch it
Just keeps me trembling
Its' a looong snake, always ain't that riiiiight...

Well I'm surprised if you would think
That that snake doesn't scare me
I didn't hear from you or from someone else
And you're so set in life man
A hisser it's waiting
Too damn bad it moves so far so fast
So what soo looong

(chorus)

It slithers, yeah and I can't get myself to chase it away
It hisses, yeah and I can't get myself to chase it away
Oh God I shouldn't feel this way now

(chorus)

1pm: (submitted by zindo)

She says it's hot outside and she hands me my sunscreen
She's always worried bout things like that
She says the heat wave will never end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps in air conditioning
And she screams, and her voice vaporizes

(chorus)She says baby
It's 1pm I must be boiling
When she says baby
I can't help but get heatstroke from it all sometimes
Says the rain's gonna cool it down I sure hope so...
She's got a little small fan, oh God it better work I pray it can
And the color portrait she painted is melting in the sun
She swears the sun is bigger than what she's used to
And she only sleeps in air conditioning
And she screams, and her voice vaporizes

(chorus)

She believes that life if more humid than it used to be
And the clock on the wall has been melted at one for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is living in Alaska
But outside, it's still humid
(chorus)

Push Pin: (submitted by zindo)

She said I don't know if the poster will stay up
It's a little bit shaky, and I think the wall is caving in
And I don't know if taping it on is really good
For a wall that's peeling, well I feel like something's gonna fall
And I'm a little frustrated, well

This ain't working, no not here
Maybe if I move it around
The wall is holey, it might change
Yeah it just might look good

(chorus)Is there a push pin around, is there one, is there one
I need a push pin now, is there one, is there one
I wanna tack up my posters
I wanna put up my posters, well I will...

She said I don't know why the poster is too high for me
Like I'm a little too short and I have to crane my neck
Which hurts, ya
And I don't know why you couldn't just leave it where is was
You couldn't stand to have it near me
When my face seems like it's gonna lie
Like I wanna take your poster, well

Don't just stand there, adjust the poster for me
Cause I am seated, I am lazy
You know me, I can't move
I won't do anything at all

(chorus)

Oh but move that bowl over
Just wait a minute it kinda fell apart
Things look crazy, craaaazzzy
Don't rush this tacking, don't rush this tacking
(chorus)

Dang: (submitted by zindo)

This old world well
Don't it make you wanna think dang
This cold teacher
Don't she make you wanna scream dang
What's the matter here
Don't you think I'm smart enough
This old pencils had a whole lot of wearing down
She's got all these assingments in her head

(chorus 1) All that time she knew if I failed
You can bet she will
She's taking her time grading my term paper
And I can't sit still...
Things got messed up
Don't know where my geometry is, dang
Can't eat can't sleep
Could have had a bigger GPA, dang
What's the matter mom don't you think I'm bright enough
This old problem had a hard time getting solved
You can leave my sanity at the door

(chorus 1)

(chorus 2)And there's nothing at allllll yeah there's nothing at allllll
Well there's nothing at allllll
To make summer come sooner
This old house been quiet since school started, dang
mixed up, fixed out
Don't forget your art project, dang
What's the matter officer
Don't you see I wasn't speeding
This whole week I've been plagued by assignments
I'm rushing home to do my homework

(chorus 1)
(chorus 2)

Says she can find things lost in my backpack
I hope she will
She stays behind, I can't stay here all night
I can stay here until
Until there's nothing at alllll
Yeah there's nothing at alllll
Well there's nothing at alllll
To make summer come sooner

Caddy: (submitted by zindo)

The caddy sat down in the sand trap
Tapped his feet to the pounding of the golf balls
He watched the light shine down on the bag of clubs, and thought
I don't got no golf balls left
There it is, and there it goes
It was clear to all of us
We kept this score way over par
And we forfeited, when we realized we wouldn't win

(chorus)So please hand me the nine iron, I think I'll get a hole in one
And please point in the right direction, I think the sun's in my eyes
And I don't see nothing...

There's a squeaky break on one of the golf carts
It lets us know if he will run us over
I don't get good tips anyway
If you've never heard that silence, it's the quietest crowd

(chorus)

I don't get nothing, no I don't get nothing
There's nothing to get paid for here
Don't much get down to the 18th hole
I could drive, but the cart takes so much time to get there
Don't get off on all the broken clubs, the caddy scene, well
I've seen a lot of golf balls in the pond, and I'm in an underwater type of way
(chorus)

"Pushed (over the edge)" (submitted by kitten and rona):

DISCLAIMER: To the boys in matchbox 20 -- Now, before any of you start to reach for that phone to call up your lawyer to find out how you can sue us, just please keep these few things in mind. First of all, we only did this to show you guys how much we love you and your music. You are all definitely talented, and we just did this all out of fun. After all, don't they say "imitation is the highest form of flattery?" And secondly, the two people who wrote this, a teacher in Singapore and a college student in Texas, don't really have a lot of cash on their hands nor do they have anything of value that your lawyer can come take from them (well, actually, the college student in Texas does have an Elvis Presley memorabilia collection that could fetch you a couple of dollars). So please take all of this into consideration as you desperately search for your lawyer's phone number. But we know you won't call your lawyer because after all, you guys don't take anything too seriously, and our little song is definitely not anything to be taken seriously. It is meant to be enjoyable, fun, and crazy! So sit back and sing along to our version of "Push" entitled "Pushed (over the edge)":

We said we don't know how to really explain to you
Our little obsession that
We seem to have for you guys

But we do know that we need to get through to you
Our lil' fantasies that
When we read them make us sigh
Yes we're a little bit crazy, well...

Oh don't freak yet
No not here
'Cause you have to get to the end
It's the best part
Of this song that
That we sing for you boys

(Chorus 1)
We wanna see you someday, well we will, well we will
We wanna meet you some way, well we will, well we will
We wanna see you in person, we wanna see you in person
We said we have never done nothing like this before
But it just goes to show you all that
We really adore you and your music

Now getting back to our crazy lil' fantasies
That have put you on Titanic and
In a strip club where you all danced
We played strip poker in Vegas, well....

And we know what
You are thinkin' now
That we are crazy, need a life
Well, you have pushed us
Over the edge
And now there's no pulling us back

(Chorus 1)
We wanna see you someday, well we will, well we will
We wanna meet you some way, well we will, well we will
We wanna see you in person, we wanna see you in person
Yeah, yeah well we will

Oh but don't run away yet
Just wait a minute well we kinda fell apart
You drive us crazy, crazy
You just might send us
You just might send us, send us

(Chorus 2)
To the insane asylum, well you will, well you will
Send us to where we belong, well you will, well you will
You might think that we are crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You might think that, think that, well...

Supermeat, superspud, supercheese, supernut
Supershrimp, superbanana
Superfood heroes
You are our superfood heroes
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Our superfood heroes are:

Supermeat -- Rob Thomas
Supercheese -- Kyle Cook
Supernut -- Brian Yale
Supershrimp -- Paul Doucette
Superbanana -- Adam Gaynor
Superspud -- Joey Huffman

Miracle Grow: (submitted by Joanscrazy)

I wonder what its like to be the rain maker
I wonder whats its like to know that I fed the plants
but some little box with a yellow tag on it will help me to feed the plants

better

well I wonder what its like to be a super cactus
I wonder how long I could live without water
from some little box I'd get a funky high to help me grow
boy I bet all my ferns wont be stunted there stunted

(chorus) yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah yeah
Straight up what did you hope to eat while you were here?
If I didn't talk to you would you all fall apart
Strange what were you before you were a seed
I wish the miracle grow would just start working for me...