Subject: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Áine Date: 06 Jan 02 - 04:27 PM Here we go again, my darlin's! Dig out your ear muffs, binochs and red caps, cuz' we're going badger bonkin' - er, I mean badger watchin': Naughty Naturalists Nabbed in Night-Vision Nasty -- A couple at a lakeland holiday park were caught naked on cameras meant to monitor the movements of badgers. The pair ventured into the snowy woods at the Oasis Village, near Penrith in Cumbria. Their romp was beamed into every hotel bedroom on a special channel trained on the badger set. The night-vision camera caught the couple in the early hours of the morning. The woman kept her bobble hat on, reports the News of the World. The pair stopped when they heard a sound and quickly put their clothes on before being chased by a security guard with a torch. The identity of the couple has not been revealed. Go for it, Challenge!rs -- just remember, you can keep your hat on! ;-) -- Áine
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Jack the Sailor Date: 06 Jan 02 - 04:36 PM Badgers! we don need no steenking badgers! |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Jack the Sailor Date: 06 Jan 02 - 04:53 PM Badger (Muskrat) Love
Badger, badger, Late night stroll.
Badger woman, Badger man
And they humped and they pumped and she gobbled
Getting the service up in their suites
Now they're running away
And they humped and they pumped and she gobbled La da da da da ...
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Áine Date: 06 Jan 02 - 05:05 PM Oh Jack, Willis Alan would be so proud!! ;-) Here's your Silver B.L.O.B. for starting things off with a 'gobble' with: And they humped and they pumped and she gobbled All the while wearin her bobble Wishing they were wearing their gloves Looks like Badger love Great! -- Áine |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Amos Date: 06 Jan 02 - 05:20 PM LOL, Jack!! Man, what some folks won't do to get on a camera!! A |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Jack the Sailor Date: 06 Jan 02 - 05:33 PM The Skydome baseball stadium in Toronto has a hotel in one end. Well one day one couple got more interested in each other than the game, left the lights on a shades open. Got themselves on the Jumbotron! |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Clifton53 Date: 07 Jan 02 - 01:40 AM Is that a burnin' bush abob of it's bobbletop??? |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Genie Date: 07 Jan 02 - 03:16 AM I can't remember all the words to the song Maria Muldaur sang, so my parody may be off a little (just like certain hotel guests' clothes). Genie
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 05:05 AM To the tune of that oul' come-all-ye "Navvy Boots". WITH ME BOBBLE-HATON I'm a Cumbrian lassie, I hail from Carlisle I'll tell you my story, and raise you a smile I have me a boyfriend, his name it is John And he fancies me mad with me bobble-hat on Oh he first had his supper and then had a shave For courtin' myself he highly prepared The oul' stars in the sky as the moon it shone down And I slept in my bed with my bobble-hat on He knocked at my window, his knock I did know And out of my slumber I wakened so slow He knocked there again and I said "Is that John?" He said "It is I. Get your bobble-hat on!" I opened my window; he gave me a kiss And we slipped away to the woods at Penrith He says "Me boul' Nancy, you're turnin' me on Get out of your kit, but keep your hat on!" I stripped like Salome removing her veils And shimmied and flashed and waggled my tail 'Neath the moon's slivery beams I was white as a swan All except for me noggin, with me bobble-hat on And then to our business we two did attend The clothes from his body like a fiend I did rend Then sank to the ground and I moaned "Take me, John" Says he "Then I will … with your bobble-hat on" But we were disturbed when our business was done By the flash of a light and away we did run We fled from the scene, with the wind we were gone Buck-naked except for me bobble-hat on Oh then six months being over and seven at the last I began to grow stout and grow thick round the waist Eight months being over and nine came along I gave him a child with a bobble-hat on
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:29 AM Whoops ... I added a note in the wrong place!! The entry should have read as follows. (No doubt some kinf mudelf will do the needful)
Apart from "Navvy Boots", the other song that appeared to me to be ripe for parodying in this Challenge! was Billie Jo Spears' "Blanket On The Ground". So here goes
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:30 AM Áine, mo chroí, if this meets with your favour, then do I get THE BIG ONE? SEVEN DRUNKEN MUDCAT NIGHTS I came home on a Monday night As drunk as drunk could be I spied my missus lying down Beneath a spreading tree And on her head a bobble-hat And she's yelling out in glee "If I wasn't drunk, I might have thunk You were cuckolding me!" Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see I'm only taking a midnight stroll In innocent company Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But an innocent stroll in the nude, me boys I never saw before (78) I came home on a Tuesday night As drunk as drunk could be I spied an ashtray beside the bed Where my oul' ashtray should be I's about to stub my feg in there Till my wife she yells at me "Get out of that, you stupid prat Let my sister's ashes be" Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see That's my sister's ashes that Wal-Mart delivered to me Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But a cigar-butt in a cremation urn I never saw before (18) And I came home on Wednesday night As drunk as drunk could be I caught a whiff of sulphur And it put the wind up me So I called my wife and I said to her "Would you kindly let me know Are we victims of possession By the boyos down below" "Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see That's a brand-new IBM that my sister gave to me" Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But oul' Nick to reside in a 40-gig drive I never saw before (22) And I came home on Thursday night As drunk as drunk could be I saw a headless chicken Run up the path to me So I called my wife and I said to her "Would you kindly tell to me A chick, no head, but not yet dead How can this come to be?" "Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see It's just a plain ol' rooster of a new variety " Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But a cock with a funnel instead of beak I never saw before (32) And I came home on Friday night As drunk as drunk could be I saw a mermaid on the rocks A-beckoning to me So I called my wife and I said to her "It's late home I will be For I am on a promise With a siren of the sea" "Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see It's just a topless woman from the tourist industry " Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But a model with a fish's tail I never saw before (55) And I came home on Saturday night As drunk as drunk could be I saw a lanky cowboy And he's motioning to me He's got a scalpel in his hand And he charges a high fee So I ask my wife If she can tell How this strange sight can be "Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see That's a medical doctor, with a surgical specialty " Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But a doctor waring chaps and spurs Sure I never saw before (68) And I came home on Sunday night As drunk as drunk could be I saw an upright tiger And he flashed a smile at me So I called my wife and I said to her "Would you kindly tell to me Tigers walking on two legs How can this come to be?" "Oh you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly oul' fool And still you cannot see It's just a man who had a plan for some skin artistry " Well it's many's the day I've wandered A hundred miles or more But I've never heard a tattoed man Let out such a hideous roar |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Amos Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:58 AM Holy moly!! Derrymacash is on a roll!! That job of his is sure comfy!! LOL!! I gotta say he sweeps the field, win place and show on this one!! Once again, he's golden!! A |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Amos Date: 07 Jan 02 - 09:17 AM A wee toss off for the grace of the Goddess. Derry's just blown the doors off this one. Now you gotta remember that thumping rhythm that Marvin puts out when he hears itythrough the grapevine...
I Saw It On The Badger Line
Ooh, I bet you're wondering how I knew I saw it on the badger line
Dunno why you gotta do me like that I saw it on the badger line
You can say that I shouldn't cry I saw it on the badger line
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Paul from Hull Date: 07 Jan 02 - 09:31 AM *ROFLMBO*....to EVERYTHING..... Yer all bl**dy daft! *GRINS* |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 10:07 AM I'm not goin' to pursue this one … it's just too silly … another verse or two might be gilding the lily! It is, of course, a parody of that genteel nursery song "The Teddy-Bears' Picnic". If you go down in the woods today You'd better go in disguise If you go down in the woods today You're in for a big surprise For bobbly-hats are all we will don Apart from our hats we'll have nothing on Today's the day our Teddy will bare his prick, Nick |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Áine Date: 07 Jan 02 - 10:10 AM A Aidan, naire ort! ;-) -- Áine |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 10:15 AM I'll take that as a compliment, Áine! As the poet said "Mór mo naire ..." |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 10:56 AM A parody of "Courtin' In The Kitchen" Come single belle and beau And to me pay attention Don't ever fall in love It's the devil's own invention For once I fell in love With a maiden so bewitching The denouement thereof Was screened on television With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy I met her in the woods Out back of the Oasis Her eyes shone like the sun She had one of those faces To melt a poor boy's heart To drive him to distraction Determined not to part I spurred myself to action With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy Good evening miss I said Although I am a stranger I wonder if you'd care For an escort, case of danger For I would hate to see A maiden so delightful Encounter any fate That might be considered frightful With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy Oh I will walk with you You are possessed of char-am I would welcome kindly Protection from all har-am I am, as you can see, But lithe and slim and bonny No match for any foe Who might set his sights upon me With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy As night began to fall I felt it getting chilly To maintain a naked head It really is quite silly Please my fair young maid My hat that has a bobble I'll gladly lend to you It causes me no trouble With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy Why thank you for your gift It is much appreciated For your courtesy and kindness You will soon be compensated She took hold of my arm And paced it round her waist, sir And dragged me to the ground With much indecent haste, sir With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy And so we soon undressed But for the hat I loaned her And as we did the deed She sighed and screamed and moaned sir And we were so enrapt In our lustin' and our passion We didn't realise That the hotel nearby was watchin' With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy Things came to a head She scratched me with her claws, sir When from the near hotel We heard some wild applause, sir The manager exclaimed You gave my guests a treat, sir And as a just reward Please accept the bridal suite. Sir With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa With me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy With me too-ra-loo-ra-laa And me too-ra-loo-ra-laddy
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: MMario Date: 07 Jan 02 - 11:21 AM Badgers (Tune:Feelings of Love) Badgers! Nothin' on but Badgers! On the TV set, of our budget hotel! Badgers! Fillin' every channel I can't believe I'm that dull That I'm watchin' this show! Badgers! Whoa! Wait! THATisn't Badgers. I think that it may be… NO! I don't believe it's true…. Not Badgers! That's a couple "dancin'" "Dancin'" horizontal. She's still got her hat on! Wow, this is getting' good. Camaras Trackin' every movement Wonder if they know that…? Here comes the guard! |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 07 Jan 02 - 12:02 PM To the tune of "Jamie Raeburn's Farewell" BROCK'S FAREWELL Oh me name is Brock the badger and me tale begins forthwith I've dug myself a bonny sett in the woods nearby Penrith But the human being's antics have driven me awa' Far from the hills and lakes and woods of dear ol' Cumbria It's not the TV cameras that I abhor per se It's not the TV lighting crew have sent me far away But my poor wee suckling badgereens must not witness such a show And so alas, with heavy heart from Cumbria I'll go It was of a winter's evening the stars fair filled the sky When a pair of human beings passed my home nearby And rested for a moment, and then, sad to relate Before my very eyes this pair began to copulate On TV shows you humans sometimes see we badgers mate "Life On Earth" and "Nature Watch" and others just as great But the thing about we badgers is we tend to be discreet We don't just waste our vital juice on any brock we meet But this pair at my entrance put on a mighty show With "God!" and "Yes!" and "Please!" and "Jesus Christ!" and "Ah!" and "No!" To find out what was going on, the brockeens they were keen All I could do to keep them from witnessing the scene Oh me name is Brock the badger and me tale is at an end I'm on the move this very night, God knows where my journey'll wend But the human being's antics have driven me awa' Far from the hills and lakes and woods of dear ol' Cumbria
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Amos Date: 07 Jan 02 - 12:40 PM Jesus, derry, don't you have a day job anymore?? I am rolling on the floor. If I didn't have a separate office I'd be highly suspect of Internet abuse!! A. |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Matthew Edwards Date: 07 Jan 02 - 02:03 PM Well I guess derrymacash has hit the jackpot here. Loved the "Navvy Boots" one, and "Blanket on the Ground" - and now "Brock's Farewell" - brilliant. Anyway it all just goes to prove that as Paddy Tunney sang: When a man's in love he feels no cold... Still here are a couple of attempts: Twas in the Month of January Twas in the month of January when the frost was all around, The winter snows were falling fast, and lay thick on the ground, I watched the TV in my room to find a wondrous sight, To see the badgers sport and play within the woods at night.
But the wonder that my eyes beheld was an unexpected sort,
He clasped his hands about her as the moon it shone so clear,
Now I love nature in the raw whatever the reception,
She wore a Yellow Bobble
Upon her head she wore a yellow bobble,
Below her neck she hadn't got a stitch on,
Upon her breast her nipples they were swollen,
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Deda Date: 07 Jan 02 - 11:51 PM Blue Movies Tune = Foggy, Foggy Dew
At a motel for bachelors I stayed by myself
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Genie Date: 08 Jan 02 - 01:48 AM I won't comment on you other folks' entries yet, because I really don't like to read them until I post mine, lest I start plagiarizing them. I have glanced at the titles, though, to avoid choosing the same songs, and several of them seem hilarious just from that little bit! This well may be my last entry in this challenge, because, I've read enough to know that Derrymacash is, as usual, burning up the literary road. (Besides, I do have a day job. My employer (i.e., me) lets me take off time, but she doesn't pay me for my days off.) Genie Bare Moon Rising Parody lyrics by Genie With apologies to Creedence Clearwater Revival I see a bare moon a-rising, I see a bobble hat to boot. I'm seeing things that shake--it's fright'ning-- Two tourists in their birthday suits. [Chorus:] Don't touch that dial, Th' cam's bound to make you smile There's a bare moon on tonight. (Repeat) I hear her panting and her blowing, See his rear end a-flappin free. I fear there's 'way too much a-showing! Wonder if they know they're on TV! [Chorus:] Don't touch that dial, The cam's bound to make you smile There's a bare moon on tonight. (Repeat) Quickly they get themselves together-- Night guard is not a party guy! Aw, shucks! We're back to watchin' badgers-- Porn cam is over for tonight! [Chorus:] Don't touch that dial, Badger cam might make you smile! Could be a bare moon on tonight. (Repeat) |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Clifton53 Date: 08 Jan 02 - 02:30 AM What a bunch of harny divils.
Bush League Boffin'
Checked into a nice hotel with a naturalistic bent
Well they got it on like fish in spawn and I watched them of course
The grass and the lake seemed a little bit fake as they rutted like deer Clifton
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST,Sonja Date: 08 Jan 02 - 02:53 AM They Fill Up Our Lenses Lyrics: Sonja W. Oates Tune: Annie's song They fill up our lenses With their romp through the forest, Like the jaybirds in springtime, Undressed and untamed! Naked forms on closed circuit For the sleepy hotel guests. As they feel up each other They're feelin' no pain! "Come let me show you What they've got on TV, Hugh! You'll be drowning in laughter At their bare, flabby forms! See the critters beside them-- Who knew badgers were voyeurs??-- Come take a look, kids! Ya won't see this at home!" They filled up our lenses Till the night watchman caught 'em. Toward the mountains they sprang then From their roll in the snow! "Now the forms on the TV For us sleepy-eyed tourists Is jest badgers and lynxes And ol' horny toads!" |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST,Sonja Date: 08 Jan 02 - 02:58 AM Some titles that sprang to my mind to parody for this one: "You Oughta Be In Pictures" "Draft Dodger Blues" (Bad Badger Blues?) "How Can I Keep From Singing?" ("How Could We Keep Our Clothes On?") "Piney Wood Hills" "The Candidate's A Dodger" (The Camera's for the Badger) Sonja |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 08 Jan 02 - 06:03 AM A parody of "(The Dealin' Men From Crossmaglen Put) The Whiskey In Me Tay" as sung definitively by Tommy Makem. THE STITCHIN' ON ME BOBBLE-HAt My husband has a hobby, which leaves me rather coul' He's a lover of the wildlife, insects, fish and fowl Otters, deer and foxes, moles and voles and stoats But the shy, nocturnal badger really gets my husband's goat One evening late, he and his mates went on an overnight With cameras and microphones, infra-red nightlights In every hotel bedroom, before they hit the hay Snug and warm and safe from harm they could watch the badgers play The frost it wouldn't nip them, the wind their hides won't flay Snug and warm and safe from harm they could watch the badgers play And me being wild and reckless and hubby out of sight I got on the phone to me fancy-man and I asked him "Are you right For a bit of how's-your-father?" And he says "You dirty mare! I wouldn't mind a bit of a ride out in the open-air" I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as I began to blush I 'magined the tease from a bit of breeze that's ticklin' my bush "Oh" says I "go on, I'll give you one, I'll give you a time that's good I'll just slip into my anorak and I'll meet you in the woods" "All your saucy banter has put me in the mood I'll just slip into my anorak and I'll meet you in the woods" I wasn't to know the spot we chose was in the line of view Of the infrareds and microphones and all that how-d'ye-do And glued to their TV screens, the brock-watchers were in awe The main attraction of the night was more than they bargained for But the picture was quite grainy and the definition poor I might not have been recognised but for the hat I wore I'll regret I wore that headgear until my dying day Cos the stitchin' on me bobble-hat gave me game away It wasn't me facial features or tattoos I'm sad to say But the stitchin' on me bobble-hat that gave me game away
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 08 Jan 02 - 07:17 AM Derrymacash, Yeh dorty git, what`ll yer people say when thon stuff is printed out in next Sundays bulletin at the `Cash Chapel. Fair play to yeh, verse No 78 in Seven drunken nights, is No 1 and a sart for yer excommunacation. Slan Ard Mhacha. |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 08 Jan 02 - 07:29 AM ard mhacha, you're a cat man for puttin' the wine up me like thon! Still, I wouldn't be the first good one that the boys in the frocks had excommunicated! (Mind you, I don't think there's much danger of any stuff I write getting Maynooth's (or Newry's) imprimatur.) I've one more up my sleeve for this wee go-round but then I think I'll dridge my bake!
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 08 Jan 02 - 08:08 AM And here is that one more! A parody of "The Gentleman Soldier" as recorded by - amongst others – the Dubliners and the Pogues. The tale has a twist which differs from the original. THE JOLLY WOODSMAN It's of a jolly woodsman as he's strolling through a glade He cast his eyes about him and espied a pretty maid Her cheeks were red as roses, her breasts were pert and fat And on her head the maiden wore a woollen bobble-hat "Hello my jolly woodsman" the maiden then did say "Where are you in a hurry on this fine, warm summer's day" He said "I'm for the tavern. But kindly tell me what Possesses you in summertime to wear a bobble-hat?" "This bobble-hat you mention has come across the sea. My aunt who lives in Holland has knitted it for me. I wear it in all seasons, to prohibit a mishap For this yoke you call a bobble-hat is in fact a fine Dutch cap!" "I fear you are mistaken" the woodsman then did say "For though I am no expert, I would bet a full week's pay That the object you are wearing upon your curly pow Would not prevent conception, be it used no matter how" "Well, then, me jolly woodsman, shall we put it to the test" Boldly spoke the maiden and she started to divest Off came skirt and petticoat, the latter dyed blood-red But the maiden's woollen bobble-hat remained upon her head All night they tossed and tumbled till the morning did appear And the woodsman rose, put on his clothes and said "Farewell my dear I have well enjoyed your favours" and he gave her arse a pat "And I'm sure you won't get pregnant since you wore your bobble-hat" When nine months had been and gone the maiden she was shamed She bore a little woodsman and she didn't know his name She cried "I've learnt the hard way, I've learnt the lesson that You cannot make a Dutch cap from a woollen bobble-hat" And woe and lamentation and misery and pain! I'll never know a single day of happiness again For I have been deserted and cruelly betrayed By a jolly woodsman who wandered through my glade Then striding through the clearing, the woodsman did appear And swept the maiden off her feet and said "My sweetheart dear You think that I've deserted, that I've been a dirty rat But I wouldn't leave the girl I love in her woollen bobble-hat!" |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Áine Date: 08 Jan 02 - 10:03 AM Geez! Keeping up with y'all and your creative output is getting to be a full-time job!! ;-)
Here are the cumulative Silver B.L.O.B.s for the offerings so far: |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 08 Jan 02 - 11:25 AM Jaysus … I can hardly tear myself away from this particular challenge! Hopefully this will be the last one … though no doubt some ribald parody will suggest itself when I'm least expecting. To the tune of "(Take Her Up To) Monto" BACK OF THE OASIS I'm going to the wood-o The crack it will be good-o I'm really in the mood-o Pull my pud! I'm standing to attention At the very mention Of the main intention Drain the spuds! CHORUS Back of the Oasis Cover faces Don't leave any traces Langeroo … to you It''ll be a hoolie Nancy in her wollies Really fills my goolies Pump, pump, pump I would even rather She wore a balaclava Gets me in a lather Hump, hump, hump CHORUS Don't reveal your vadge or Liberate your tadger In front of the badgers Or a TV crew You'll hear some muffled snickers As you drop your knickers And then they'll show the pictures On the evening news CHORUS Nancy's in position Favoured by the Mission And the breeze is swishing Around my rear Shall we do a swap, love? Me to go on top, love? C'mon, up you hop, love Sit on here! CHORUS As they watch a replay I hear some oul' glipe say "Look at the arse on him, hey! The big, fat whale" Which causes me to stammer "You dirty oul' back stabber It takes a quare big hammer To drive a big nail!" CHORUS To finish off my ditty A flash of Nancy's titty And then – oh what a pity! We'll wander home And so concludes the peep show Meatshow, freakshow If you want another treatshow Grow your own! CHORUS
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Genie Date: 08 Jan 02 - 06:03 PM Now that I finally got all the words, I'm posting this to replace my original entry. Genie Midnight At The Oasis Village Midnight At The Oasis, Cam'ra's catching a full moon Zoom in, camera's rollin' on! They ain't wearin' no pants, sir! Seems our gal's got a suntan Oh boy! Critter cam is where it's at! The Inn don't need no Hustler channel Midnight At The Oasis, (It's too badger not on the telly any more, kids!) Here's the original song for reference.
Midnight at the oasis,Send your camel to bed Heaven's holding a half moonShining just for us Oh, Cactus is our friend. He'll point out the way You don't have to answer, There's no need to speak I know your daddy's a sultan, A nomad known to all Oh, Cactus is our friend, He'll point out the way But we don't need no harem, honey When I'm by your side repeat first verse |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: MMario Date: 08 Jan 02 - 10:07 PM good job! |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Clifton53 Date: 09 Jan 02 - 02:52 AM The Bad News Badgers ( D Day Dodgers)
I am a badger expert, I watch them work and play
I checked into my hotel, the room was neat and clean
The lake was dark and pretty, the snow a picture card
"Wait one bloody minute, this falls outside the regs
They seemed to like each other,if I may understate
Then all of a sudden, their nest was all lit up
Clifton |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Genie Date: 09 Jan 02 - 05:08 AM (Mudself, when I posted this, I left out the verse that won me a Silver B.L.O.B! Here's the "Midnight" parody with that verse included. Can you delete the one previous one?) Now that I finally got all the words, I'm posting this to replace my original entry. Midnight At The Oasis Village Midnight At The Oasis, Cam'ra's catching a full moon Zoom in, camera's rollin' on! They ain't wearin' no pants, sir! Seems our gal's got a suntan Oh boy! Critter cam is where it's at! The Inn don't need no Hustler channel Infra- Midnight At The Oasis, (It's too badger not on the telly any more, kids!) ---------------------- Midnight at the oasis |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Genie Date: 09 Jan 02 - 05:12 AM Derry, I loved your first bobble-hat ballad! And your "blanket on the ground," takes me back to ... , well, never mind. As for your "seven nights drunk," you pretty well covered the ground with that one! Mahvelous!! Wonderful take-off on teddy bear's picnic; wish I'd thought of it first! And I was gonna write one from the badger's point of view (based on something like "The Boxer" or "Wichita Lineman" ["I am a badger from ol' Cumbria"]), but you kinda said it all with "Brock's Farewell!" Bravo!
Matthew, I'm LOL at yours (songs, that is -- especially "She Wore A Yellow Bobble")! Such wordsmanship!!
Deda, your foggy, foggy dew story (especially the last verse) had me ROTFLMAO!
And Derry, your "stitchin' on me bobble hat" gave me a lesson or two in the idiom our cross-the-pond cousins, as well as a few belly laughs! And, bless ya, Derry, you had the bugger come back to the lass with his child in your last one!! Awwww...... |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 09 Jan 02 - 06:27 AM Many thanks for the kind words … I'm amazed that people read these ditties so carefully! As for the lessons in idiom … have a wee gawk at Pay The Reckoning's Rants and Raves – article on "Montiaghisms". This lists a few of the dialect words used in the rural area around the southern shores of Lough Neagh where I grew up. (Of course some of the words and phrases are used elsewhere in Northern Ireland … the good folks of the Seven Derries wouldn't claim them exclusively as their own!) Anyway … I had determined to l'ave this wee yoke alone for the time bein', but since yous nice people are good-mouthin' me, here's a wee skit on the oul' favourite "Cold Blow And The Rainy Night" as given a slindge by Planxty on their album of the same name. Aidan Crossey known in these here quarters as derrymacash known elsewhere on the web as the editor of "Pay The Reckoning" ME BOBBLE-HAT'S FROZEN TO ME HEAD Me bobble hat's frozen to me head Me outer clothes are long since shed And I have lost me maidenhead To a laddie that won me favour CHORUS Let me come in, the young man cried Cold blow and the rainy night Let me come in, the young man cried I'll never come back again-o Me father is working down the street Me mother the bedroom key does keep But down the stairs I'll shortly creep And off we'll go together CHORUS When at last the woods they gained She kissed his ruby lips and chin And then began an act of sin And the laddie he won her favour CHORUS Now you've had your way with me Laddie won't you marry me No me love that never can be So fare thee well forever CHORUS And lying naked on the soil This poor young maiden felt despoiled And all the lad could do was smile At the thought of the gift he gave her CHORUS But unbeknownst the pair were viewed By a badger-watching multitude They found the laddie's manners rude And found in the lassie's favour CHORUS An angry mob surprised the lad One of them called him a dirty cad And one of them said that it made him mad And called him a depraver CHORUS And so they put it to a vote That they would hang him from a rope Unless there was the slightest hope That the laddie he would wed her CHORUS So the laddie gave consent And to the church the couple went The witnesses to the event Said it was a match to savour CHORUS And shortly after they were wed The lassie's taken to her bed And bore a child whose hair was red And the laddie's in a fervour CHORUS My hair's black and yours is too Some other sweep has cleaned your flue And I've been tricked into wedding you So fare thee well forever CHORUS And so the lassie she did weep That light was shone on her deceit And wondered how she'd make ends meet For herself and her little babe-o CHORUS Her father cursed, her mother swore They beat her thirty-three times o'er And said she should have thought before She'd given of her favour CHORUS But when they saw the little whelp Their hearts with joy did quickly melt And they offered fifty sorts of help To the daughter and her babe-o CHORUS |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 09 Jan 02 - 09:26 AM Derrymacash yer a wonder,Cold blow, blown away it will never be the same again. They get better this is way up with the best. Your ever lovin` agent. Ard Mhacha. |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Amos Date: 09 Jan 02 - 09:35 AM Seconded fervently, Derry. You've a tongue o' pure gold. A |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 09 Jan 02 - 10:02 AM Go raibh mile maith agaibh, a h-Amos agus a h-ard mhacha. (There's many's the cold blow roun' the bay shore or Kinnego Lough or Castors Bay, eh ard mhacha?) |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 09 Jan 02 - 01:25 PM All of you versifiers are worthy people, I only give the `Cashman a wee bit of a boost to keep him at it. So keep them coming all of you Song Challengers, I can take a wet seat. Ard Mhacha. duplicate message deleted by mudelf ;-) |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 10 Jan 02 - 03:44 AM Well, Derrymacash's already got the gold, silver, and bronze, but here goes, anyway (just so folks know he's not the only nut around here). Sonja
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST,Sonja Date: 10 Jan 02 - 04:52 AM Well, I thought I was done with this Challenge!, like Derrymacash, but, like him, I can't quit. Sonja Alexander's Ragtime Band lyrics: Sonja W. Oates music: Alexander's Ragtime Band (Irving Berlin) 1910 Come on and see, come on and see what they got on Badger Cam! Come here, Marie! Come on and see--back in Penrith it'd be banned! It's a display the Oasis has never aired before-- They're au naturel and they're goin' pretty far! Fast thrusts to beat the band, Bam! Bam! On the Badger Cam! Well, I swan! They're runnin' on, their undies flappin' in their hands-- Here come da man, here come da man with the flashlight in his hand! And all at once it's bobble hatted, red-faced, bare-assed jog time! See how they run! It's lots of fun with the Oasis Badger Cam! |
Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 10 Jan 02 - 05:26 AM Genie … Good parody (and of a song which, in my humble opinion, is fit only for parodying!). Here's a pisstake of yet another song from "Cold Blowe And The Rainy Night" B STANDS FOR BOBBLE, I SUPPOSE As I went out one May morning To take a pleasant walk I hid myself in a badger's hole To hear to lovers talk To hear what they might say, my love To hear what they might say That I might know a little more about love Before I went away CHORUS O B stands for bobble I suppose And H it stands for hat If you think that yopu're goin' to have your wicked way with me Get away out of that Oh get away out of that my dear Oh get away out of that Cos I hear that you've done the dirty on me And behaving like a prat "Come lie you down beside me love Together on the green Cos it's a long three-quarters of year or more Since together we have been" "Oh, I'll not lie with you my love I'll not give you a ride For you've been courtin' another pretty maid And your heart's no longer mine" CHORUS "Oh I will climb the tall tall tree And I'll rob the wild bird's nest If I can't get inside the pants Of the girl that I love best" "If I thought you loved me best my love Then gladly I'd undress But you can keep your sweet-talk going all night You'll meet with no success" CHORUS But the canny boy with soothing tongue He charmed the maiden fair And soon he had her on her back With her legs up in the air Her naked derriere my love Her naked derriere He patted her bum and like a bodhran drum The rhythm filled the air CHORUS
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 10 Jan 02 - 05:28 AM Ooops ... some of my line breaks went a wee bit aglae. Ignore the above! Genie … Good parody (and of a song which, in my humble opinion, is fit only for parodying!). Here's a pisstake of yet another song from "Cold Blow And The Rainy Night" B STANDS FOR BOBBLE, I SUPPOSE As I went out one May morning To take a pleasant walk I hid myself in a badger's hole To hear to lovers talk To hear what they might say, my love To hear what they might say That I might know a little more about love Before I went away CHORUS O B stands for bobble I suppose And H it stands for hat If you think that you're goin' to have your wicked way with me Get away out of that Oh get away out of that my dear Oh get away out of that Cos I hear that you've done the dirty on me And behaving like a prat "Come lie you down beside me love Together on the green Cos it's a long three-quarters of year or more Since together we have been" "Oh, I'll not lie with you my love I'll not give you a ride For you've been courtin' another pretty maid And your heart's no longer mine" CHORUS "Oh I will climb the tall tall tree And I'll rob the wild bird's nest If I can't get inside the pants Of the girl that I love best" "If I thought you loved me best my love Then gladly I'd undress But you can keep your sweet-talk going all night You'll meet with no success" CHORUS But the canny boy with soothing tongue He charmed the maiden fair And soon he had her on her back With her legs up in the air Her naked derriere my love Her naked derriere He patted her bum and like a bodhran drum The rhythm filled the air CHORUS
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 10 Jan 02 - 05:36 AM Mudself, I goofed on the second line of this song, so I'm reposting it, with the correction. Can you please delete the first post? Thanks,
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: Aidan Crossey Date: 10 Jan 02 - 06:45 AM Bollocks! I still hadn't managed to clean up the errors to the extent that I'd have liked. Ignore both posts above! Sonja … Good parody (and of a song which, in my humble opinion, is fit only for parodying!). Here's a piss-take of yet another song from "Cold Blow And The Rainy Night" B STANDS FOR BOBBLE, I SUPPOSE As I went out one May morning To take a pleasant walk I hid myself in a badger's hole To hear to lovers talk To hear what they might say, my love To hear what they might say That I might know a little more about love Before I went away CHORUS O B stands for bobble I suppose And H it stands for hat If you think that you're goin' to have your wicked way with me Get away out of that Oh get away out of that my dear Oh get away out of that Cos I hear that you've done the dirty on me And behaving like a prat "Come lie you down beside me love Together on the green Cos it's a long three-quarters of year or more Since together we have been" "Oh, I'll not lie with you my love I'll not give you a ride For you've been courtin' another pretty maid And your heart's no longer mine" CHORUS "Oh I will climb the tall tall tree And I'll rob the wild bird's nest If I can't get inside the pants Of the girl that I love best" "If I thought you loved me best my love Then gladly I'd undress But you can keep your sweet-talk going all night You'll meet with no success" CHORUS But the canny boy with soothing tongue He charmed the maiden fair And soon he had her on her back With her legs up in the air Her naked derriere my love Her naked derriere He patted her bum and like a bodhran drum The rhythm filled the air CHORUS
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Subject: RE: SONG CHALLENGE! - Part 79 From: GUEST Date: 10 Jan 02 - 09:12 AM Sonja and Derrymacash, a Boul of Badger Broth to the pair of youse, a laugh a line, great stuff. Ard Mhacha. |
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