If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah |
If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah |
I'm flappin' down from my nest |
Wing it to the park when I wanna rest |
You gotta feed good to pass my test |
Coo-oo. Some bread crumbs would be best |
Yeah, I'm a city bird |
I've a seen it done |
Your bag got something, ain't that a bun? |
If bread you got, and you share it too |
You'll hear this birdie coo |
You can chase me with a puppy |
And I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly, I'll fly fly |
So go ditch your yippie doggie or I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Tell me with a deli bun |
I'm makin' room |
This bird is poopin' |
Flappin' round in circles with the flock |
I peck your face, poop on your sweater |
That's thank you in pigeon talk |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Mister, don't ya know I'm won |
If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, Mister |
If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, Mister |
Hey Mister, don’t you wear raingear |
'Cause it's too late, too late, mister, now |
I get excited when your near |
You got bread crumbs, bread crumbs, wow, oh |
You can chase me with a puppy |
And I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly, I'll fly fly |
So go ditch your yippie doggie or I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Tell me with a deli bun |
I'm makin' room, this bird is poopin' |
Flappin' round in circles with the flock |
I peck your face, poop on your sweater |
That's thank you in pigeon talk |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Mister, don't ya know I'm won |
If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah |
If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n |
If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Tell me with a deli bun |
I'm makin' room, this bird is poopin' |
Flappin' round in circles with the flock |
I peck your face, poop on your sweater |
That's thank you in pigeon talk |
I know you're kind |
'Cause crumbs ya threw'n |
Mister, don't ya know I'm won |
Thursday, February 25, 2016
The Pigeon Appreciation Song
This is a thankful pigeon's adaptation of Meghan Trainor's "If Your Lips Are Moving".
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Twilight Pickle
This is the midnight snack version of "Twilight Zone" by Golden Earring.
Somewhere in a quiet kitchen |
There's a guy starting to realize |
That his midnight snack has got it's grip on him |
It's two A.M. |
It's two A.M. (It's two A.M.) |
The hunger's on (Hunger's on) |
And that refrigerator's open (Refrigerator) |
The gumbo's all gone (The gumbo's all gone) |
I weigh my selection; it's time to make a sandwich |
I got butter on my fingers |
Bread crumbs over there |
Slices of the roast beef |
And pepper in the air |
Yearning a ghirkin |
When my whole night spins into a frenzy |
Help, I'm gripping onto a kaiser roll |
Pickles almost out, seems I'm needing more |
My buttery hands blunder and "ooh", I snarl |
How am I to open that cold pickle jar |
Soon you will have no more |
When the pickles hit the floor |
Soon you will have no more |
When the pickles hit the floor |
They're falling down in slow-mo |
Destination the floor |
These are not condiments |
Anymore |
Can't get no connection |
Can't grip too |
What to do? |
Well the night weighs heavy on his hungry mind |
This jar's full of picklebrine |
When the pickles fall |
He knows darn well he has to clean it |
And he says, help, I'm gripping onto a kaiser roll |
Pickles almost out, seems I'm needing more |
My buttery hands blunder and "ooh", I snarl |
How am I to open that cold pickle jar? |
Soon you will have no more |
When the pickles hit the floor |
Soon you will have no more |
When the pickles hit the floor |
When the pickles hit the floor |
Monday, February 8, 2016
Giddy Up, Good Knight
This takes "We Are Young" by Fun and crosses it with a squire's attempts to help a knight onto his horse.
Give me a second Knight |
I need to fix your armor plate |
This buckles twisted backwards |
And there's fighting at the castle gate |
It's up to me to get you ready |
Just before the war |
Thy steed's been acting hyped and restless and |
Angry about before and… |
I know I screwed up at this months ago |
I know you'd like to make the fight |
But between the flops and fuddled things |
My oversaid apologies |
You know, I'm trying hard to make it right |
So if by the time the war's over |
When you feel like falling down |
I'll carry your load |
Sir Knight |
We are strong |
So just trust your faithful squire |
I'll raise you up higher |
Than your horse |
Sir Knight |
Please hold on |
If you were just a little lighter |
I'd lift you up higher |
Than your horse |
Now I know that I'm not |
Strong as I thought |
I guess that I |
I just thought |
Maybe we could find new ways to get you up |
But the Huns are back |
So let's raise you up |
'Cause we need someone to carry the war |
Sir Knight |
We are strong |
So lets get the winching wire |
To raise you up higher |
Than your horse |
Sir Knight |
Please hold on |
I'll adjust the winching wire |
To lift you up higher |
Than your horse |
Get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) |
Just get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) |
Get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) |
Just get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) |
Now you are on your side (na na...) |
You have been spinning and spun (na na...) |
So will someone come and carry the war tonight (na na...) |
The saviors never arrived (na na...) |
But I can hear those drums (na na…) |
So let's get this done and carry the war (na na...) |
Sir Knight |
Please hold on |
I'll adjust the winching wire |
To lift you up higher |
Than your horse |
Sir Knight |
Please hold on |
So I'll set the winching wire |
And raise you up higher |
Than your horse |
So, if by the time |
The war's over |
When you feel like falling down |
I'll carry your load |
Sir Knight |
Sunday, February 7, 2016
The Pumice Shoe
This spins "The Promise" by When In Rome into an infomercial sales pitch for a dubious invention.
Before I begin, hear one small disclaimer |
For plantar warts, seek podiatrists care |
But when feet are sore, and cracking's a danger |
Don't limp anymore, you have something to wear |
So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief |
The pumice shoe |
It's a new invention all you limpy people need |
The pumice shoe |
Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe |
The pumice shoe |
The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe for foot care |
When callus cracks, and your heels are tender |
Let's just face the facts, it can be hard to bear |
And if you use it as it's intended |
Your feet will be smooth as a babe's derriere |
So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief |
The pumice shoe |
It's a new invention all you limpy people need |
The pumice shoe |
Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe |
The pumice shoe |
The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… |
So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief |
The pumice shoe |
It's a new invention all you limpy people need |
The pumice shoe |
Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe |
The pumice shoe |
The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… |
I'm gonna sell ya, your feet will sell ya |
Smooth feet will sell ya, I'm gonna sell ya |
So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief |
The pumice shoe |
It's a new invention all you limpy people need |
The pumice shoe |
Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe |
The pumice shoe |
The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… |
So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief |
The pumice shoe |
It's a new invention all you limpy people need |
The pumice shoe |
You can have volcanic footwear sent to you C.O.D. |
The pumice shoe |
The pumice shoe, … |
The pumice shoe |
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Super Stinky Man
This crosses "Do It Again" by the Kinks with a gassy superhero.
Driving to the middle of nowhere |
Windows rolled down for the wind |
Coughing when I'm cruising the motorway |
When I'm out of breath (Out of breath) |
Because it's back there you farted |
Stunk the air up again |
Drive and I pray, try to blow it away |
And then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again) |
Now we found your super power |
There the air we're breathing again |
Super villians seek surrender |
Get up, go out, do it again |
And then it's back there you farted |
Saved the whole town again (Stunk the air up again) |
Back there you farted |
Go on, do it again (Do it again) |
And you think the world is going to get better |
Pass some gas and do it again |
Give 'em a fart and knock 'em over |
Today you will, but where will it end |
Because it's back there you farted |
Stunk the air up again |
Driving all day, try to air it away |
Then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again) |
In days gone by you thought you were an average guy |
Average friends and a dull set of clothes |
You had no suspicions events would affect those |
Your dull house, your dull car, your dull job, your dull nose |
But you ate some broccoli and it's saving the day |
Because the way that it fermented keeps making villians say |
Give up. I give up (Give up. I give up) |
Back there you farted, saved the whole town again |
Back there you farted, go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again) |
Back there you farted, saved the whole town again |
Day after day they give up and I say |
Do it again. Do it again. Do it again. |
Day after day they give up and I say |
Go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again.) |
Friday, February 5, 2016
Hobbit Love Song
This focuses the attention of "I Love You Like a Love Song" by Selena Gomez & the Scene upon JRR Tolkien's hobbit Bilbo.
Second breakfast time |
In a hobbit hole home gotta stop and dine |
So relax your feet, eat up and unwind |
Have some herbal tea, and a yummy bun, it's an elven one |
In this hobbit home, time to eat, you and I, we two alone |
An edible, hobbit full, bellyful |
To break my fast again |
And I just want to know, Bilbo |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet |
Stay with me, and let no wizard take you away from me |
Say goodbye to those dwarves and their questing pleas |
You need food to eat, wouldn't you |
Don't you feel like having elf food |
It's so yummy |
It's known elvenkind bake with mastery |
These are flavorful, honeyful, wonderful |
These are… And I just want to know, Bilbo |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet |
My own foot hairs |
Groomed and done up, with dwarven braid cords and love |
The way to your heart, that cute belly ball |
A meal that goes on and on |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet |
Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo |
I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo |
Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo |
Hobbit love song |
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Grasses Get Mowed
This crosses "Ex's and Oh's" by Elle King with an inexpensive gardener and the cast of Seinfeld.
Well, I knew a little lady, and she was in a jam |
So I did all her yardwork, and put out her garbage cans |
Whoa, I made some bread to blow |
Well she told Mister Kramer who's been spreading my name |
'Cause I trimmed his roses and they're really a pain |
Hey, hey, and then I met the Vandelay's |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
Cause I'm the best gardner that will gardner yards for cheap |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
The green things always grow, and I always pull the weeds |
Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be |
Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard |
It grows you know |
Grasses get mowed |
Got an extra fiver pruning two whole trees |
Mister Ping told the Putty's and they tipped Babu to me |
My, my, how those grasses grow high |
I get five, I'm the guy for the mow |
Doing yardwork, weeding, and trim the hedges low |
You know, that's how this gardner rolls |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
Cause I'm the best gardner that will gardner yards for cheap |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
The green things always grow, and I always rake the leaves |
Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be |
Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard |
It grows you know |
Those grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be |
Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard |
It grows you know |
Grasses get mowed |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
If they're short of money, do the job for a grilled cheese |
One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me |
The green things always grow, and I always pull the weeds |
Those grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be |
Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard |
It grows you know |
Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be |
Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard |
It grows you know |
Grasses get mowed |
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