Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST
Date: 17 Feb 07 - 08:30 AM

Barden,
I remember it as 'Fuckyour, fuckyour, fuckyouriosity'.
Jim carroll

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST,Joe
Date: 20 May 10 - 11:53 AM

McDonald's was our kind of place
But then we burned it down
We burned it to the ground
We even killed the clown
McDonald's was our kind of place
Now it's just parking space
McDonald's was our kind of place

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: Tattie Bogle
Date: 21 May 10 - 03:30 PM

Maybe not a child's parody, but a childish one, given my son's addiction to McDonald's restaurants when he was younger, the well-known Scottish song Leezie Lindsay: instead of "My name is Lord Ronald Macdonald,
A chieftain o' high degree".
it becomes:
"I'll hae a double Mac at McDonald's
A hamburger and chips for me"

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST,Sandy
Date: 23 Mar 11 - 02:18 PM

I remember the butcher shop song from when I was a child in the sixties as a singing, skipping, circle game that went like this: "Round the butcher shop I go, cannot stay no longer. If I do my mother will say, I'm the butcher's daughter. Eeh-i-eeh my (name a friend in the circle). Eeh-i-eeh my (name a friend in the circle). Give her a boot and send her home, for she's the butcher's daughter". I also remember "I Wanna Man" (Swingin' on the Outhouse Door), the way we did it. It went like this: "I wanna man. I wanna man. I wanna mansion in the sky. I wanna neck. I wanna neck. I wanna necktie for my guy. And when the dam-dam-dam-dam-damage is done, home to mother I will run with my child, with my child, with my childhood memories. And there was Grannie, swingin' on the outhouse door without her nighty. Waitin' for the garbage man, he had her nighty, wrapped up in a cellophane bag". I also remember the tunes to both of these songs. Thanks.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST
Date: 19 Jun 11 - 01:26 PM

SPIV was a word that appeared in England in the period after WW2. It meant smart - usually crooked gents, who tried to sell goods that were either useless, or stolen or illegal. The word origin was VIP'S backwards

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST
Date: 30 Jun 12 - 03:23 PM

Here's a good one:

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST
Date: 08 Jul 12 - 05:05 AM

I'm looking for the end of the school yard song 1, 2, 3 together up together down together back front side together.... And I can't remember te rest! Any ideas anyone?? Penny

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST,RBerman
Date: 06 Mar 15 - 03:20 PM

Here's one circulating in southeastern Tennessee in the 1970s:

My country, 'tis of thee
I went to Germany (sometimes "Italy")
To see the king
His name is Donald Duck
He drives a garbage truck
He ran into the garbage dump
(last line gibberish)

A version of that one can be found on this Boy Scout song page here: http://www.boyscouttrail.com/content/song/my_countrys_tired_of_me-1117.asp

In the Christmas department, in that same time and place as above:

Jingle Bells, Batman smells
Robin laid an egg
Batmobile lost a wheel
And Joker got away

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: Joe_F
Date: 06 Mar 15 - 06:10 PM

I remember from somewhere

Born on a table top in East LA,
Scummiest place in the USA,

but that was long after my kid days.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kid's Parodies
From: GUEST,Anon.
Date: 07 Apr 15 - 12:03 AM

Oh Lord... "Jesus Christ, Superstar, came down from Heaven on a Yamaha...."
I vividly remember "We all lived in the Yellow Submarine, we didn't like the colour but we painted it green, green didn't suit us so we painted it red, but paint ain't waterproof and now we're all dead.", as well as, for some reason lost to time, "We all live in the Yellow Submarine, on crackers and marine, on crackers and marine", whatever that meant. Also, "My little pony, skinny and bony, it lives in a shed, it's never been fed, My little pony, skinny and bony, take it to bed, and CHOP OFF ITS HEAD!", followed by air guitar. All learned in North County Dublin, but learned post-Internet, so they could be from anywhere.