November 24, 2011

  • parodies in progress

    GUESS THE SONG, pt 2, soon to be a major motion picture
     
    { People ask me (no, they don't, no one cares) just why I, a prog-lib reddish pinko type, keeps putting down Obama
    . You remember the Seinfeld show,? When a performance artist with Jerry had broken up made her whole skit about him?
     Why did she do it? My motivation is different, I am disappointed in his leadership, but I don't miss his kisses}
     
    Got an e-mail just this morning, from President Barack Obama
    promising jobs, and higher wages, and eventually nirvana
    Better schools and faster airplanes, 
    and greener cars that we can ride
    But none of it has come to pass because he never really tried. 
     
    He comes on TV, grinnin' and reassuring us all that
    we're in trouble now and he's the hero, he just ain't saved us yet
    well the younger generation might believe in what he says
    But I'm missing the latest CSI, so please just go away
     
    We know we're in a mess, discuss that with the press
    I took a cut in wages, and I had to sell my car
    Now I drive an antique Geo, I'm the butt of co-workers' jokes
    It can barely make it up a hill, and, like me, the heater's broke.
    I know that you can't do much, you're just the freakin' President
    But it wouldn't hurt none just to tell us where our money went
     
    Some stimulus, what'd it do for us?
    Which street really matters to ya, Main or maybe Wall?
    It would've been nice to have some say in what you did with our dough
    we had to ask, how could you be worse than that dog and Cheney show?
    At least Bush had some backbone, whatever he wanted he always got
    You play golf with the enemy, And blanks is all you've shot
    ----------------------
     
    {People ask why I still pick on poor ol' Dubya. I am being nice to the guy, 
    he is a traitor, as far as I am concerned, lying us into a war and getting 
    his friends off the hook for it}
     
    Dubya's arriving tonight on a plane
    I can see him now, passing out nicknames
    We see him in line now, very near to the last
    He thinks he's cool, but we think he's an ass
     
    He's been called a dunce, he's been called mighty lame
    But he doesn't read much, so he doesn't know the family name
    took a hit to the gut during his tenure
    I swear even Barbara is of his parentage unsure
     
    Oh, George my brother, because you're older than I
    Dad's friends gave you the crown, now our debt is sky-high
    You fought two wars and couldn't catch one man
    Who's dumber, you, or those who voted you in?
     
    Dad, I love my brother, and what's done is done
    But why in hell didn't you choose me, or your philandering son
    Daddy, you goofed big-time, but your friends say thanks
    because they pay less in taxes, and you saved their banks 
     
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Comments (11)

  • I swear even Barbara is of his parentage unsure

    Who the F is barbara? sorry, can't prop your work because President Obama is doing a wonderful job and will next term also, four more years!have a nice day!

  • @DivaJyoti - I used the wrong copy, and lost the intro to the second song, as well as a witty 4th verse.. The second song is written from Jeb bush point of  view. Recognize the song? Either song?

    I hope Obama wins, because he is better than the other options electable options. But don't you think he should fight a little harder for us? Even if he loses, he looks better for having tried. The man walks into the republican conferences and gives away his bargaining chips like candy. No public option, Elizabeth Warren out as head of the Consumer Protection Agency, Gitmo is still open, the health care bill is a joke, and he gives money to the banks instead of their customers, the ones underwater.

  • I'm not good at this game and you got interrupted before you could tell me the answer over the phone. So, I give up...what are they?

  • Ok....I got it now....very good!

  • I agree with the sentiments, but cain't place them-there songs. Must've come out that week I had poison ivy and was bed-ridden, incommunicado. There is a song, 'Talking Candy Bar Blues' whose lines kinda parallel the first. Can't remember the artist of that one either.
    Seein' as how history repeats itself, as tragedy, then farce, at an ever-accelerating pace, you may soon be compelled to restrict your parody-targets to songs from..oh.. last week.
    And the new layout now lets the entire text show. (But, of course, it's truncated now in 'Read mein subs,', where it had previously been sometimes visible. What is to be done? Go to Skins/ Classic/Archaic/Dinosaurs, and pick the oldest one on the list, I think it's called 'Trilobyte Chic'.

  • Ok, now, I thought these were easy ones; Kansas City Star, by Roger Miller, and "Daniel", by Elton John.

  • Second one is Elton John's Daniel.

    Mr. Obama has the most eminently belchable name in presidential history.

  • Ah, the thrill of recognition. This explains why that Elton John thing was playing in my mind for hours after I read this but didn't make the conscious connection(!) I swear on a stack of MelFamy archived posts.
    And Spatchoolia does get the points: He was typing his comment while you type yours, just like in Thomas Hardy somewhere. Only there it was poignant and sad.

  • And I must say: that little link for fax-less payday loans or something has gots to be the world's most un-obsequious, humble, even apologetic site-ad. Unless it's an artifact. You do see it, right? Reminds me of the license plate-blurb: 'Oklahoma is OK'. Had more room they'd stamp: "Don't believe what they say!"

  • @jsolberg -  I never paid attention to it before. The disclaimer is interesting....

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