Subject: RE: Mad Mag parodies " Blue Cross / Blue Skies ?? From: GUEST,rightonjohn Date: 29 Jan 09 - 01:37 AM Might anyone have the words to " Blue Cross " , done to the song Blue Skies ? We just saw a special on our public channel and it was great. It also went to court to the favor of Mad on making parodies . Thanks for any help . |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,kiti Date: 28 Jan 09 - 12:33 PM "No friends or relations on weekend vacations We won't let it known , dear, that we own a telephone....dear." pop song from the '30's or 40's... Tea for Two Mad reader in the 50's... Me worry? Nah..... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Peace Date: 28 Jan 09 - 11:57 AM Picture me upon your knee, With tea for two and two for tea, Just me and you and you and me, alone. Nobody near us to see or to hear us, No friends or relations or weekend vacations Will have to know we have a telephone, dear. Day will break, you'll awake, Start to bake a little sugar cake, For me to take to all the boys to see. We will raise a family, A boy for you and a girl for me, Can't you see how happy we will be! from a Google of the first line. Lots of 'em on the 'net. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Roger in Baltimore Date: 28 Jan 09 - 11:54 AM Bat Goddess, Found this on the internet. It purports to be the complete version. Once upon a midnight cautious, while I pondered weak and nauseous, Over some advertising copy I had wrote for Macy's Store, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a yapping, As of someone loudly yapping, yapping at my office door. "'Tis some client there," I muttered, "yapping at my office door - Only this and nothing more." Then I felt my terror worsen, for my guest was not a person! In there stepped a cocker spaniel; naturally I jumped in fear. Tried to climb an oaken panel, ripping there my new grey flannel; But the spaniel merely stood there, speaking out with voice so clear - Speaking out like Jack Lescoulie, in a voice both loud and clear - Quoth the spaniel- _"Drink Blatz Beer!"_ How I marveled this ungainly dog who did commercials plainly; How he spoke the message clearly; selling points he underscored. For I could not help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet could mouth a slogan without sounding slightly bored - Quoth the spaniel: _"Buy a Ford!"_ Thus this dog with voice like Murrow made my heavy brow unfurrow; Thoughts of fortunes I could make now made me shake down to my knees. But the spaniel set me grieving then by turning tail and leaving. Naturally, I begged him tarry, crying out, "Stay with me, please!" Quoth the spaniel, _"Eat Kraft Cheese!"_ Roger in Baltimore |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,hrobair Date: 27 Jan 09 - 08:39 PM Pox upon thee little man barefoot fink with cheek of tan The gang you squealed on has the urge to sing and strum your funeral dirge In the drink you should have went neatly cased in wet cement. Delinquancy can be a blight when (finks?) like you don't do it right. To look at you I hate to think that I was once a barefoot fink. I think that's it. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Underdog Date: 15 Dec 08 - 12:34 AM There was one I had memorized back in the 60s, but I can only remember the first line. Anybody remember it? I remember, I remember, the house where I was born. The little bathroom down the hall where nineteen raced each morn. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Haruo Date: 13 Dec 08 - 04:18 AM Somehow a parody of Mad Magazine seems just a bit like overkill. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Peter Date: 12 Dec 08 - 07:46 PM OK. Here are two I remember (I think). (I think all three came from the same issue.) Wrinkle Wrinkle Movie Star (Twinkle Twinkle Little Star): Wrinkle wrinkle movie star, Fans don't see you who you are, On the screen you look so great, Making male hearts pitter-pate, But you're really sixty-one, Wearing make-up by the ton. Rock N Roll Baby (Rock-a-by Baby): Rock-n-roll baby, On the dance floor. Listen for hours, And still want some-more. When the band breaks, Before they all drop, Just turn on your radio, So you won't have to stop. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Peter Date: 12 Dec 08 - 07:37 PM I'm looking for "Junky Wheels," which is sung to the tune of "Jingle Bells." Starts off with the intro: "Cruzin down the street, In an over priced new car, Feeling kind of neat, It's doing great so far. Then the engin starts to knock, The paint is really rust," I don't remember the rest. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Pardette80 Date: 14 Nov 08 - 03:58 PM Anyone remember the show-tunes parodies? I remember one to the tune of "There's No Business Like Show Business," but all I can think of is the first line. Can anyone help? "There's no stories like Poe stories, like no stories I know..." |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Geordie-Peorgie Date: 09 Nov 08 - 06:20 PM Aah remember one where they wrote a 'hospital story' to the tunes of 'Oklahoma' The tune is 'Oh what a beautiful morning' There's a big yellow cist on his elbow There's a big yellow cist on his elbow da da da da da etc etc Chorus (after the patient snuffs it) Oh what a bad operation Watch how the law suits roll in (or something like that I loved MAD magazine (and still do in small doses) but I think I just got tired after about eight years |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,YAFI Date: 08 Nov 08 - 09:43 PM Service song parodies: The GM workers song, (Marines) From the gaudy grill of Cadillac To the fins of Chevrolet. We will push GMs new models And ,make obselence pay So the heck with Ford and Crysler boys And to sports cars from afar We won't stop till every family Owns a brand new GM car -------------------------------------- The Dentists Anthem (Air Force) Off we go into that wild mouth yonder Looking for molars to fill There's a tooth waiting to feel our thunder At em boys give it the drill rat-a-tat-tat We dislike cavities left untreated Teeth look bad, full of decay So when were in doubt we just pull em out O nothing can stip a dentist to day ----------------------------------------- Teamsters (Army) On the street, On the road, We won't carry a full load As the teamsters go rolling along Make em pass On the right Keep your union card in sight As the teamsters go rolling along And its hi hi hey, when we want a raise in pay We shout out our grevience loud an strong And where ere you go, you will alway know That the teamsters stopped rolling along --------------------------------------- Trash Cans Away (Navy) has already been posted, I don't remember the Coast Guard parody |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Tom Date: 31 Oct 08 - 11:56 PM The one I remember is "I've Got To Stop Smoking" sung to the tune of "On Top Of Old Smoky" I've got to stop smoking My doctor has said Or else when I'm seven I'm sure to be dead Cigarettes can cause cancer But that makes no sense I've got to stop stealing My dear daddy's Kents Now here in the sixties When going with chicks Cigarettes can give status To a boy who is six But I must live clean now At six life is ripe Cigarettes I will give up And switch to a pipe |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Cluin Date: 26 Oct 08 - 10:57 PM To the tune of America the Beautiful: Oh cancerous, for smoggy skies, for pesticidal grain Irritated mountains rise above an asphalt plain America, America, thy sins shall be thy doom Monoxide clouds shall be thy shrouds, thy cities be thy tomb Still, Fester Bestertester is alive and well and living in Peru. Or was it Argentina? |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST Date: 26 Oct 08 - 10:35 PM Hey that's from April of 63. I just got the Mad issues dvd what fun. I think it's fun and then remember that the contexts are time specific and wonder if all of it would translate to those who don't remember these days. What a way to review History.
Thanks. -Joe Offer- |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,bobbie Date: 26 Oct 08 - 10:05 PM what year and month was south chicago |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Little Hawk Date: 18 Oct 08 - 08:54 AM There was one they did which was a musical with a whole bunch of popular newspaper and comic characters in it, all of whom got to do a song. Tarzan's was "The Girl That I Marry" and it went like this... The girl that I marry will have to be As light on her feet as a chimpanzee The girl with whom I'll romp Will swing through the jungle and smell like a swamp A bone of white ivory will grace her nose She'll spring like a panther when I propose 'Stead of sighin', she'll be cryin' With the roar of a half-crazy lion Athletic and hairy the girl that I marry must be ****** Dagwood Bumstead's was "Old Man Dithers" Oh, Old Man Dithers That Old Man Dithers He just keeps screamin' He keeps on steamin' Yeah, Old Man Dithers He just keeps screamin' all day... I get no Blue Cross No paid up pension A raise I'm needin' But don't dare mention Cos Old Man Dithers He'd only lower my pay! Look at me... It's just a crime... No vacation... Or overtime... Nine till five... Like a slob... Be a minute late and I'd lose my job... I feel I'm fadin' It's gettin' hazy Goodbye to Blondie! Goodbye to Daisy! And Old Man Dithers can keep on screamin' all day.... Dagwood tragically sings the above song and then expires, having been accidentally shot a minute earlier by Dick Tracy who is in pursuit of criminals at the time and shoots Dagwood because...why? Because Dick Tracy has incredibly lousy aim! He NEVER succeeds in hitting the person he's aiming at, but always shoots some innocent bystander instead. Oh, the shame of it! Looking down at Dagwood's pathetic dead body, Tracy begins to weep. Whoever is with him (Tarzan, I think...) asks Tracy if he is weeping in remorse for having killed Dagwood. Tracy says, "No, I just got some smoke in my eyes." And then he sings this song: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes They...ask me why I sob Killing some poor slob.... I, of course, reply, "When the bullets fly, something makes me cry." True...I am just a heel...sorrow I don't feel.... Shooting the wrong guy Didn't make me cry Smoke got in my eyes And that's all I remember. Danged if I can recall what the point of the overall story was...but it had some really cool songs in it. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 18 Oct 08 - 08:00 AM Sorry, I just remembered two lines to the previous poem. They belong just before the last two line I typed -- in the middle, so to speak: Here's to you, little man, Barefoot boy with cheeks of tan The gang you squealed on has the urge To sing and strum your funeral dirge. Delinquency can be a blight When clods like you don't do it right. In the drink you should have went Neatly cased in wet cement. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 18 Oct 08 - 07:57 AM Yeah, well, you oughta life with it. Now, where's my keys...er, glasses...er, pants.... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Lonesome EJ Date: 17 Oct 08 - 11:33 PM Rapaire, I'm in awe. If that mind could only have been harnessed for the good of mankind! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 17 Oct 08 - 05:03 PM Here's to you, little man, Barefoot boy with cheeks of tan The gang you squealed on has the urge To sing and strum your funeral dirge. In the drink you should have went Neatly cased in wet cement. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,TJ in San Diego Date: 17 Oct 08 - 05:00 PM On the outside of my office, on the common bulletin board and beautifully framed, resides a portrait of the ineffable Alfred E. Neumann in all his manifest glory. Under his picture, in the spirit of current events, is the usual slogan: "What? Me Worry?" Having grown up with the rascal, I should have memorialized this singular symbol in song, but never did. Thanks to those who had the foresight to recognize this "gentleman's?" contributions to our culture. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Bat Goddess Date: 17 Oct 08 - 04:46 PM Another bit, don't know what the source (other than Mad circa 1960-64) -- In the drink he should have went Neatly cased in wet cement. and The gang he squealed on had the urge To sing and strum his funeral dirge. Linn |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Bat Goddess Date: 16 Oct 08 - 09:06 AM Thanks, Rapaire! I've had bits of the moonshiner one bouncing off the interior of my brain for years -- didn't have enough of it to even collate a question about it. Linn |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 15 Oct 08 - 11:16 PM Hey! Two minutes! Now that's fast answering, dude! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 15 Oct 08 - 11:15 PM A New Year's Eve Carol Well you'd better watch out You'd better not try Traveling about, I'm telling you why: Sodden clods are painting The town. They're wrecking the bars, They're starting street fights, They're having one of their naughtiest nights Sodden clods are painting The town. Blithe New Year's drivers pickled In alcoholic brine Will gaily bounce off walls and trees To strains of "Auld Lang Syne." So you'd better stay home And drink your own rye, You're crazy to roam It's obvious why: Sodden clods are painting The town. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Lonesome EJ Date: 15 Oct 08 - 11:13 PM Anyone remember the Mad Christmas carol parodies? There was one about watching out for holiday drunks called Sodden Clods are Coming to Town. I have no idea what the words were. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 15 Oct 08 - 11:07 PM My father he was a moonshine man A regular sort of feller He kept Ma plastered for forty years With the still he ran in the cellar. I remember the folks who sampled his stuff The glassy looks on their faces One day our spaniel inhaled the fumes And dropped dead at twenty paces. Us boys we got in the moonshine game And gave the business new birth. The oldest is now at Alcatraz, The youngest at Leavenworth. But they never caught my father though And they no longer raid his place: The revenooers now buy his stuff For use at a missile base. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Rapparee Date: 15 Oct 08 - 10:57 PM Wreck the walls and fences golly Fa la la la la la la la la Isn't trick or treating jolly? fa la la la la la la la la Ring that doorbell, slash that tire Fa la la la la la la la la Trip that old man with a wire Fa la la la la la la la la. Dressed in sheets and odd apparel, Fa... Can't tell John from Max or Carol. Fa... Which is good, 'cause no one else can Fa... Just like grown-ups play Ku Klux Klan. Fa... I'll remember the New Year's Eve Carol in few minutes..days...weeks. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Lonesome EJ Date: 15 Oct 08 - 09:58 PM Remember the little comments printed sideways in the margins of the Mad Paperbacks? Deutschland Uber Alles Alice got run over by a volkswagon |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,bioray1 Date: 15 Oct 08 - 04:17 PM I have been trying to get "The Spaniel" for several years. All I can remember is Quoth the spaniel, "Buy a Ford". I contend that it was the best parody of all time! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: clueless don Date: 07 Oct 08 - 08:32 AM GUEST,Jeff, I don't remember all of "April 15th(Income tax day)It Came Upon A Midnight Clear", but I believe it ends with Oh Income Tax you break our backs the government takes all! A thief of any other kind would never have such gall. Don |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Volgadon Date: 05 Oct 08 - 02:51 AM Does anyone remember the Fiddler on the Roof parody? |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Jeff Date: 05 Oct 08 - 02:43 AM There're only a few I can recall: One was sung to the tune of 'Deck The Halls...it was about Halloween pranks. Wreck the walls and fences golly Fa la la la la la la la la Isn't trick or treating jolly? fa la la la la la la la la Ring that doorbell, slash that tire Fa la la la la la la la la Trip that old man witha wire Fa la la la la la la la la... Fouth of July: Hark! The Herald Angels Sing Boom! the cherry bombs explode blowing potholes in the rode One went off by Irving's Mama Now Irving's mama's in a coma... April 15th(Income tax day)It Came Upon A Midnight Clear They come on April 15th dear to take away our gold... That's all I can remember. The magazines belonged to my older brother and if he caught me w/one of them I'd get a sound thrashing...that is until I reached puberty and things began to even out a bit... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Bat Goddess Date: 04 Oct 08 - 08:28 AM Here's what I've got -- incomplete, of course. I've posted it on a previous Mad doggeral thread. Really would like to find the complete poem somewhere. Linn The Spaniel Once upon a midnight cautious while I pondered weak and nauseous Over many an advertising copy that I wrote [sic] for Macy's store. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of someone loudly rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "Tis some client there," I muttered. Only this and nothing more. Then I felt my terror worsen, for my guest was not a person. In there stepped a cocker spaniel, naturally I jumped in fear. Tried to climb an oaken panel, ripping there my new grey flannel But the spaniel only stood there, speaking out with voice so clear Speaking out like Jack Lescoulie in a voice both loud and clear. Quoth the spaniel, "Drink Blatz beer." How I marvelled this ungainly dog that did commercials plainly Thoughts of fortunes I could make now make me shake down to my knees. But the spaniel set me grieving then by turning tail and leaving Chasing him along the hallway, crying out, "Stay with me me please!" Chasing him along the hallway, crying out, "Stay with me please!" Quoth the spaniel, "Eat Kraft Cheese." |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Cool Beans Date: 03 Oct 08 - 10:32 PM Quoth the spaniel, "Drink Blatz Beer." (That's all I've got) |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Bat Goddess Date: 03 Oct 08 - 08:24 PM I remember "She Got A Nose Job" -- and it still pops into my consciousness when I least expect it (as does a lot of early '60s Mad satire). Anyone come up with the Edgar Allan Poe (or Edgar, Al, and Moe) parody of "The Raven" redone as "The Spaniel"? "Once upon a midnight cautious, while I pondered weak and nauseous Over many an advertising copy I had wrote for Macy's store. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of someone loudly rapping, rapping at my office door. 'Tis some client there," I muttered. Only this and nothing more." Etcet Remember a fair amount, but not the whole thing. Linn |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: mrmoe Date: 03 Oct 08 - 08:26 AM I looked both long and hard for a copy of "she got a nose job"; finally found a copy of the "mad twists rock & roll" lp that had it.....I actually have a digitized (cd) of that lp now... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: clueless don Date: 03 Oct 08 - 08:22 AM Oldguit, I also remember those giveaway 45's! As I recall, I had one with a song called "She got a nose job". It started She got a nose job She got a nose job it's now turned up instead of hanging down She got a nose job She got a nose job and now she's the prettiest gal in town! But I'm off-topic, since that wasn't a parody. Don |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: davyr Date: 03 Oct 08 - 04:52 AM Don, yes, I think you're right - it was "The ghoul that I bury". And it definitely was "East Side Story". Blimey, it's getting tough remembering stuff from the early 60s with any degree of accuracy. Perhaps I really was there after all... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Oldguit Date: 02 Oct 08 - 01:56 PM When I were a lad, an older friend of mine gave me one of those flimsy free giveaway 45's from MAD MAG. it was a parody of Christmas speeches from around the world. I wish I still had it. The bits I remember are: Jesus himself was a radical and a socialist (in a harold Wilson voice) Here in the Commonwealth or the common poverty as we sometimes call it. (in an indian accent) Refs to Santa thrusting himself up the soothy pathage (in a rather lithpy accent) Here we are swealtering around the traditional yule tide fire (in an Australian accent) That's my lot. If anyone has any more of it, I'd love to know. Oldguit Arr |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: clueless don Date: 02 Oct 08 - 01:26 PM davyr, wasn't that "The thing that I bury..."? or possibly "The ghoul that I bury..."? I think the parody was called "Manny get your ghoul". Memories have faded as regards the West Side Story parody - possibly it was called "East Side Story" (is the U. N. building located on New York's East Side?) I remember a song sung by Mao Tse Tung (I think that's how his name was transliterated back then), which included the lines "Please be sweet to us, and give a seat to us. [????] and such joy you'll get, like we gave Tibet" and later there was a verse that ended "like our troops are in North Vietnam". Another section was "That's right! You bet! We will preserve law and order, like when we crossed India's border." All to the tune of "There's a Place for Us". Don |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: davyr Date: 02 Oct 08 - 11:40 AM Little Robyn said: Actually, they did several shows over the years - I'm sure they did West Side Story but I can't remember any of the song parodies from that one. Although I can still visualise that parody quite clearly (Kruschev and Kennedy were the two rival gang leaders), the only line I can recall is "Brush teeth with Crest in Amer-ica!" The other "Girl that I marry" line I remember went: "The girl that I marry will have to be A real Transylvanian monstrosity!" |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: JJ Date: 02 Oct 08 - 10:52 AM A hundred and one Slugs of fun That's my little tommy-gun! Gonna use my tommy-gun tonight... From "South Chicago," a parody of "South Pacific" |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Cool Beans Date: 01 Oct 08 - 08:41 PM Just Molly and me, Let's see, that makes three... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Neville Orange Date: 01 Oct 08 - 07:59 PM I have often walked down this street before but the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before now as I walk by I see rubble fly boy it's rough on the street where you live. People stop and stare, they don't bother me I've got lead underwear, I'm safe as I can be All the air is filled with radioactivity and it's worse on the street where you live. And oh the frightening feeling as the glow spreads over the land that exposed to lightening feeling as the Geiger counter clicks to beat the band. There are no more trees they've been all knocked down and you'll never hear a bird in any part of town see the plane draw near, let's get out of here Yucca Flats is no street where to live. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Barbara Date: 04 Sep 08 - 10:33 PM There's a huge mushroom cloud looming upwards (2X) It may seem to appear that an A Bomb dropped here, But it's only our barbecue out in the rear... Oh what a beautiful beefsteak, Oh, what a sweet tenderloin Too bad that pop had to cook out Black to a crisp it will burn (boin). that's all I remember. Oh What a Beautiful Morning. Blessings, Barbara |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,robpape Date: 04 Sep 08 - 01:30 PM One I recall was I remember I remember the house where I was born.... My 11 brothers hated me... My sisters felt the same .. Mum never called me at breakfast... She couldn't remember my name !! Also any one recall My Blue Shelter ??? Just a hole in the floor A six inch thick lead door ... Will lead you to my Blue Shelter Do you know the rest ??? |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: EBarnacle Date: 04 Sep 08 - 12:48 PM Mad originated as Mad Comics, published by EC [Educational Comics], which was, as mentioned above, one of the causes of the Code. When I was 8, I ws sent to sleepaway camp. I once had a collection of Mad Comics and early Mad Magazines. When I got back, we had moved and all "that trash" had been discarded. Some things you don't forget. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Bee-dubya-ell Date: 04 Sep 08 - 09:57 AM From around 1965, to the tune of "White Christmas" I'm screaming at a white sheepdog; One who is sitting in my chair. It's a thing I'm dreading, The way he's shedding, And covering everything with hair. I'm screaming at a white sheepdog And should he visit you some night, May his bark be worse than his blight, And may all your furniture be white. |
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