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: GUEST,Volgadon Date: 05 Oct 08 - 02:51 AM Does anyone remember the Fiddler on the Roof parody? |
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,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: 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: 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: 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: 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 - 11:15 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: Rapparee Date: 15 Oct 08 - 11:16 PM Hey! Two minutes! Now that's fast answering, dude! |
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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: 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: GUEST,bobbie Date: 26 Oct 08 - 10:05 PM what year and month was south chicago |
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: 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,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: 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: 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,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: 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,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: 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,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: 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: 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: 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: 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 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,.gargoyle Date: 29 Jan 09 - 05:19 AM Appropriate for this coming tax season - to the tune of "It Came Upon a Midnight Clear" circa approx 1963.
They come on April 15th dear
Tax men are never moved by tears
Robin - What great history. This explains the wonderful freedom we American folks enjoy ... some of parodies have rivaled the originals in popular success.
Regarding comic books, Seduction of the Innocent was one of the books exposing the scandleous drawings in pulp media. Its 1954 publication helped bring about legislation. Parade of Pleasure was another book. There is place for trading the comics seductionoftheinnocent.org We loved "It's a Gas" an early 1960's "paper vinyl magazine insert" with belching sounds.
Sincerely, |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Donuel Date: 29 Jan 09 - 07:47 PM My blue heaven parodied in "My blue shelter" about a fallout shelter. Mad sells a dvd of all thier past issues. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,StayatHomeDad Date: 30 Jan 09 - 06:06 PM BLUE CROSS A bad experience with a medical coverage program. Sung to the tune of: "Blue Skies" Blue Cross Had me agree To a new Blue Cross Policy! Blue Cross Said I would be Happy that Blue Cross Covered me! Then I took a fall, Leg in a splint; They said that I Should read the fine print! When a very high Fever I ran, They told me I Took out the wrong plan! That's Blue Cross! There seems to be Plenty for Blue Cross! None for me! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,David Z Date: 27 Mar 09 - 07:50 PM "Sing Along with Mad" had a group of songs as sung by historical figures or at historical events. The one I remember best is to be sugn by Leonardo da Vinci, to the tune of "There's No Business Like Show Business": There's no genius But no genius Like my genius, you see Go to Venice, Naples, Rome or Pisa You will find nobody half as smart People really dig my Mona Lisa They think that she's a Great work of art There's no talent Like my talent The whole world will agree I've designed machines in which a man can fly I've charted planets up in the sky I can even add, subtract and multiply Oh gee! I'm glad I'm me! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,guest Date: 31 Mar 09 - 10:35 AM underdog, i have some more lines (but not all): I remember, I remember the house where I was born The little bathroom down the hall where 19 raced each morn, My 13 brothers hated me, my sisters felt the same Mom never called my down to eat – she didn't know my name I remember, I remember the walls so pale and white Would turn a vivid bloody red when mom and dad would fight --jb |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,guest eric Date: 07 Apr 09 - 04:29 PM the one i remember is sung to were off to see the wizard were off to see the guru. that glorius guru og ours. the things hes got is better than pot and full of fantastic powers. if you want to spin like a u.f.o. the guru of ours will make it so we know we know we know we know we know now off in to the wild blue younder we go and thats all i remember |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: DebC Date: 07 Apr 09 - 09:31 PM I still can't believe I remember this one: Sung to the tune of "You're a Grand Ol' Flag" She's a mean old bag She's a nasty old bag And forever she's filled us with hate But we treat her sweet and kiss her feet And tell her we think she's great Let her curse at us We will not raise a fuss When she starts in to scream and nag For we are all counting on what we'll get From the will of that mean old bag Debra Cowan |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,REETAH Date: 18 Apr 09 - 07:09 PM From an early food parody: (To the tune of "Oh, What a Beatiful Morning") There's a bright golden glaze on the eggroll There's a bright golden glaze on the eggroll The hot egg foo yung really pleases the tongue The tea's in the pot and the waiter's named Chung Oh what a glorious dinner Oh what great moo goo gai pan We're having twenty-eight courses Thanks to the family plan They give it to the Sound of Music: Dough- means cash for all of us 'Ray- for musicals like this Me- a star, so big that by Far- it really couln't miss So- insipid is the plot La-did-da although we know Te-di-ous it is a lot It will bring us back much Dough, dough, dough, dough...... |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Ding Dong Date: 01 May 09 - 01:13 AM Anyone remember the old school lunchroom song, (to the tune of Off we go, into the wild blue yonder") Off we go, into the lunchroom yonder, pushing boys out of the way. Forward girls! Start moving down the counter. Grab your grub, fill up your tray (clankety, clank, clank) Try the beans, they were prepared last Friday, and the meat's tough as a mule. The soup is cold. The bread's got mold, Yeccch! Anything beats the lunchroom at school. And there was another in the same series, about trying to call in sick to school: (to the tune of "As the Cassons go marching along" or whatever it's called) (sorry, don't remember the beginning... as the fake-out go coughing along Start to heave, fake a chill...anything so you'll look ill as the fake-outs go moping along. For it's high, high hoo Let's all fake the Asian flu Call out your symptoms loud and strong (hack, hack) For we'll feel enthused, when the teacher says "Excused" When the fake-out go coughing along. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,Nanci Meek Date: 29 May 09 - 01:23 AM http://www.geocities.com/imokproductions/groundround.html Ground Round parody updated When you eat meat but hate the meat that you've eaten then you've surely got Gound Round It's so unnerving when they're constantly serving in an eating spot Ground Round It may be called a chopped steak, salisbury or beef patty No matter what it's called it's always overcooked and fatty What can you do? Sound off at your table there and proudly pound on the table Stand up on your chair and shout... Ground Round! Why did I have to eat Ground Round! Piled on my plate I see Ground Round! Why did I have to eat Ground Round....Ground Round..... When you eat meat and puke the meat that you've eaten then you've surely got ECOLI! It's so unnerving when the burger they're serving is a little pink ECOLI! You'll break into a sweat with diarhea kidneys failing They'll rush you to emergency and then you'll start your wailing What can you do? Sound off on your gurney there and loudly pound on the doctor stand up on a chair and shout Ground Round! Why did I have to eat Ground Round! Ecoli in the meat Ground Round! Why did I have to eat Ground Round! Ground Round! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,james Date: 02 Jun 09 - 11:38 PM Here's how I remember one of "Oh What a Beautiful Morning." There's a bright golden cyst on his elbow. There's a bright golden cyst on his elbow. His throat is as weak as an old dried-up creek and I think that his kneecap is starting to leak. And the rest is lost to me. I never memorized it any farther than that. Long Live MAD |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: clueless don Date: 03 Jun 09 - 08:20 AM There was another parody of "Oh What a Beautiful Morning" in MAD's send-up of Oklahoma, titled 007 (Oh-Oh-Seven.) It set the James Bond world to the Oklahoma songs. I only really remember the last line of the chorus, which was something like "I have a jolly good feeling, I will kill someone today!" Or maybe it was "bloody good" instead of "jolly good". Don |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: kendall Date: 03 Jun 09 - 09:44 AM MAD was my favorite magazine when I was a teenager. |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Tug the Cox Date: 03 Jun 09 - 10:26 AM Alfred E. Neumann. 'What, me Worry?' |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: Leadfingers Date: 04 Jun 09 - 06:44 AM As Haruo said earlier . A Parody of Mad Mag IS Scary !! |
Subject: RE: Mad Magazine parodies From: GUEST,saferg Date: 05 Jun 09 - 12:34 PM I am trying to find the lyrics to "There's a rumble on the next street" It's sung to the tune of "On the sunny side of the street" I know most of the words but there's one line that escapes me. It goes: Grab your brass knuckles and bat, wear your new black leather jacket Your in for a treat There's a rumble on the next street. If anyone knows all of the lyrics, please post them. It's been driving me crazy for years. |
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