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08 Oct 20 - 04:17 AM (#4074713) Subject: Not quite parodies... From: Dave the Gnome ...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 |
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08 Oct 20 - 04:42 AM (#4074714) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Acorn4 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... |
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08 Oct 20 - 04:45 AM (#4074716) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Dave the Gnome 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 |
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08 Oct 20 - 04:56 AM (#4074718) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: BobL 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) |
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08 Oct 20 - 06:13 AM (#4074719) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Bainbo 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. |
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08 Oct 20 - 01:28 PM (#4074769) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Dave the Gnome You just reminded me of a rude one BobL The rear, the rear I just had a girl from the rear... |
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08 Oct 20 - 09:33 PM (#4074806) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Joe_F 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.) |
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09 Oct 20 - 04:04 AM (#4074818) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Dave the Gnome 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. |
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10 Oct 20 - 03:27 AM (#4074936) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: GUEST,LynnH There's Fairport's wonderful Steeleye parody - Crudite........(It's somewhere on Youtube. |
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10 Oct 20 - 04:08 AM (#4074940) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Dave the Gnome Well, yes, there is also the Kipper's wonderful Away Day, but they are full parodies rather than just slight changes. |
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10 Oct 20 - 04:39 AM (#4074944) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Doug Chadwick At the parting of her stays Both her tits went different ways DC |
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10 Oct 20 - 06:48 AM (#4074954) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Bainbo She is handsome, she is pretty She has only got one ti... |
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10 Oct 20 - 09:28 AM (#4074973) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: GUEST,Mark Finn 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. |
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10 Oct 20 - 01:16 PM (#4075019) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: GUEST,Dave Hunt Makin' bacon's on my mind Turn around baby gonna take you from behind |
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10 Oct 20 - 05:28 PM (#4075057) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Tattie Bogle 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". |
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10 Oct 20 - 06:19 PM (#4075063) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: Joe_F Oh, how we danced on the night we were wed -- We danced and we danced till we fell out of bed. |
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12 Oct 20 - 10:49 AM (#4075250) Subject: RE: Not quite parodies... From: GUEST The Steeleye Crudites parody was written by Blanche Rowen & Mike Gulston. Credit where credit's due. Splott Man |