Not quite parodies...

Subject: Not quite parodies...
From: Dave the Gnome
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 04:17 AM

...just changing a few words.

My old mate, Adam, rest his soul, was forever altering the words to popular songs. As he was older than me and did national service the songs were of the 50s. The only ones I remember were

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where never is heard
A discouraging word
'cos we're cleaning the carpets all day

Or

Give me a home, where the buffalo foam
And I'll show you a house full of buffalo Shi t

And, my favourite

Running bear, will get you arrested

Any more?

:D tG

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Acorn4
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 04:42 AM

Just go into a UK football stadium when things are up and running and you'll encounter endless examples of this genre:-

I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
Nearly touch the sky
Then like West Ham they fade and die...

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Dave the Gnome
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 04:45 AM

Very true, Acorn. Belonging to a Manchester City family I remember this one from the 60s

Georgie Best, Superstar
Walks like a woman and wears a bra

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: BobL
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 04:56 AM

Maria,
I've just met a guy called Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me


(This of course from the days before gender-switching was accepted as an alternative normality)

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Bainbo
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 06:13 AM

A few years ago, England cricket fans began singing at one of the Australian bowlers, to the tune of The Sloop John B (the bit about drinking all night):

He swings to the left
He swings to the ri-i-ight
That Mitchell Johnson
His bowling is shite

Of course, by the next series Johnson’s bowling had improved no end and he was taking England wickets in delivery after delivery, so they stopped singing it. But it was such fun to sing that lots of others – particularly football crowds – would take it up, by making a slight alteration to the words wherever appropriate. My favourite was at a Preston North End match:

We don’t know the words
We don’t know the wo-o-ords
We’re Preston North End
We don’t know the words.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Dave the Gnome
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 01:28 PM

You just reminded me of a rude one BobL

The rear, the rear
I just had a girl from the rear...

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Joe_F
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 09:33 PM

A maraschino cherry, it has no stone.
Chicken a la king, it has no bone.
The story of stupidity, it has no end.
A baby when it's strangled, there's no cryen.

(I have also heard a charming version of the last line: "A baby when it's getting [= being conceived]".... But that, far from being a parody, is probably the original.)

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Dave the Gnome
Date: 09 Oct 20 - 04:04 AM

As I was out walking, a rambling one day
I spied a young couple, so sweet they did stray
One was a soldier, a brave grenadier
The other was a sailor, I think they were queer.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: GUEST,LynnH
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 03:27 AM

There's Fairport's wonderful Steeleye parody - Crudite........(It's somewhere on Youtube.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Dave the Gnome
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 04:08 AM

Well, yes, there is also the Kipper's wonderful Away Day, but they are full parodies rather than just slight changes.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Doug Chadwick
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 04:39 AM

At the parting of her stays
Both her tits went different ways

DC

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Bainbo
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 06:48 AM

She is handsome, she is pretty
She has only got one ti...

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: GUEST,Mark Finn
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 09:28 AM

Show me a home, where the buffalo roam -
And I'll show you a dirty old house.

Oh - give me a home, where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play.
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word -
'Cause what can an antelope say.

Some oldies:

The object of my affection, is in the house of correction -
She's doing thirty days.

Oh - how we danced on the night we were wed -
We danced all night long 'cause the room had no bed.

Allan Sherman -

Do not make a stingy sandwich, pile the cold cuts high.
Customers should see salami - comin' through the rye.

On top of old Smokey, all covered with hair.
Of course I'm referring - to Smokey the brae.

Every time you take vaccine - take it Aura Lee.
As you know the other way - is more painfully.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: GUEST,Dave Hunt
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 01:16 PM

Makin' bacon's on my mind
Turn around baby gonna take you from behind

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Tattie Bogle
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 05:28 PM

A dear departed friend used to sing alternative words to one of the verses of "Leezie Lindsay":
"For my name it is Ronald Macdonald,
Cheeseburger and large fries for me".

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: Joe_F
Date: 10 Oct 20 - 06:19 PM

Oh, how we danced on the night we were wed --
We danced and we danced till we fell out of bed.

Subject: RE: Not quite parodies...
From: GUEST
Date: 12 Oct 20 - 10:49 AM

The Steeleye Crudites parody was written by Blanche Rowen & Mike Gulston.
Credit where credit's due.

Splott Man