Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself") :: 1 < 2

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RE: Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself")

I've shagged with a man, who's shagged with a girl, who's shagged with the Prince of Wales.
It was simply grand, he said "Topping band" and she said "Delightful, Sir"
Glory, Glory, Alleluia! I'm the luckiest of shemales
For I've shagged with a man, who's shagged with a girl, who's shagged with the Prince of Wales.
My word I've had a party, my word I've had a spree
Believe me or believe me not, it's all the same to me!
I'm wild with exultation, I'm dizzy with success
For I've shagged with a man, I've shagged with a man-
Who
Well, you'll never guess
I've shagged with a man, who's shagged with a girl, who's shagged with the Prince of Wales.
I'm crazy with excitement, completely off the rails
And when he said to me what she said to him -the Prince remarked to her
It was simply grand, he said "Topping band" and she said "Delightful, Sir"
Glory, Glory, Alleluia! I'm the luckiest of shemales;
For I've shagged with a man, who's shagged with a girl, who's shagged with the Prince of Wales.

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Bingowings' avatar
RE: Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself")

My garden fence is all wires
And a lots of work to be done
No place to hang out our washing
And I can't blame all on the sun, oh no

CHORUS:
I'm gonna walk down to the local B&Q
And then I'll buy some pliers
I'm gonna walk down to the local B&Q
And then I'll buy some pliers.

Workin' so hard on a solder-
-ring iron to fix this old CRT
Deep down I know It too old now
Can't afford a plasma TV... Good God

CHORUS

Oh no...
Oh no...
Oh no...
Oh no...

CHORUS

Who is to blame for this counter?
Never can get to the one
The fool cant read a spirit level
Or understand a plum, line no

CHORUS

Cans in the street...
Junk in the street...
Plastic bag in the playground...
In the dark side of town...

CHORUS

Fix it in the daytime
Clean it in the night ...

Last edited on August 10, 2013 at 3:38 PM by Bingowings

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Moth3r's avatar
RE: Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself")

It's my money gonna spend it on gum
It's my career I can do a shark jump
It's my jaw and I can wire it shut
I can read gersbermps
They're ma ferverite berks

Dead Cats and dirty dishes everywhere
Hands in my pants cus I'm itchy there
I'm just came to shame my mother
Ain't never gonna marry Thor's brother now
Tryin' to be a poorman's Gaga
Or an Albino Rihanna
Now I'm dating a french guy made outta french fries
Nom nom nom nom nom
I look just like tweety
If he was slutty
Gonna give my Daddy
An achy breaky heart attack

This is my butt
This is my cooch 
And I wont stop
Chewin' my gum
Tryin' extra hard to be edgy
It's my middle finger to Disney
Freaky hand chop 
Pepto bismol
This is my musical cry for help
Can't buy a clue with all this wealth
No bones 
It's my booty I can put it on stuff
It's my booty I can drag it on the rug
It's my booty I can put it on Doug 
I can put it on a Pug or all of the above.
I could try be classy, but what for?
I want to get my face on Mt. Slutmore
Remember only god can judge ya
Unless you're busted, then a judge can judge ya
Tryin' to look sexy but it's just sad
Is this an American Apparel Ad? 
I'm not anorexic
Just replaced breakfast with crack.

Last edited on August 10, 2013 at 2:52 PM by Moth3r

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Bingowings' avatar
RE: Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself")

Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead
Don't forget the living dead

Reasons to be fearful part 3

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The death of Buddy Holly, a square wheeled trolly
A scary clown dolly, hooked fishing floats
Hammer wielding dad, Polonium tea-bag
A walk down a dark alley and nanny's ghost.

A ten ton truck, a spell of bad luck
The smell of rapid mammals plus equal votes
A broken tooth, a hole in the roof
The undeniable proof of a diseased goat

A bit of shut up and take it, rejection if you make it
I didn't mean to break it - character socks
Too short to be shifty, too nutty to be nifty
Going on 50 - electric shocks

The juice of the parrot, the smile of the carrot
Your lover drunk on claret - pelted with rocks
Simon Pegg's Scotty, days when I'm spotty,
Sitting on the potty - with smallpox

Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3

1 2 3

Reasons to be fearful part 3

Health service broken
Cthulhu awoken
Sagging bleeding bottoms

A bomb gone off in Paris
A poisoned chalice
The Haunted Julie Harris

The sound of slaughtered pork, my eye near a fork
Robin Williams after Mork

Cheddar cheese for supper, bleach in your cuppa
A nail in your upper
Giger's Alien, Daleks and Joe Pasquale
The fate of Londo Mollari

Discovering death, telephonic heavy breath
Finding nothing left
Saying goodbye, Watching someone cry
Dating a guy for the first time

The approach of a Tornado, Luis Garavito
Daniel Carnargo

Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3

1 2 3

Yes yes
dear dear
perhaps next year
or maybe even never

in which case

Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3

1 2 3

Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3

1 2 3
Reasons to be fearful part 3

repeat to fade

Last edited on September 5, 2013 at 7:40 PM by Bingowings

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DuracellEnergizer's avatar
RE: Song Parody Thread (Was "I Cut Myself")

Oh, baby do you know what your soul's worth?

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth

They say in Hell, love dies first

We'll make Hell a place on Earth

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth


When the knife falls down

I put weight on you, as your eyes spin around

And the world's alive

With the scream of kids getting shot outside

When you straddle the bride's groom

You pull the noose closed and start to moo

And your brain's spinnin' as the stars fall from above

And you throw up

Devoid of love


Oh, baby do you know what your soul's worth?

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth

They say in Hell, love dies first

We'll make Hell a place on Earth

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth


When I need a bone, you reach for my cooch and make me cum

When you drench me with pee

My hair turns course, and it smothers me

In this world we're just beginning

To understand the spectacle of screaming

Baby, you thought you were afraid before

You're gonna feel so much more


Oh, baby do you know what your soul's worth?

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth

They say in Hell, love dies first

We'll make Hell a place on Earth

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth


In this world we're just beginning

To understand the spectacle of screaming

Baby, you thought you were afraid before

You're gonna feel so much more


Oh, baby do you know what your soul's worth?

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth

They say in Hell, love dies first

We'll make Hell a place on Earth

Oh, Hell is a place on Earth

Last edited on September 7, 2013 at 7:19 AM by DuracellEnergizer

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