Literature And Writting Satyrical Lyrics Essay, Research Paper

September 13, 2000

Literature and Writting

Satyrical Lyrics

My sense of humor today was influensed by song song parodies that i sang as a child. Wether I relied it or not, much of it was satirical. Satire is my most favorite form of comedy. Unfourdunatly, sometimes I would learn the words of the variation before the actual lyrics. When I was in second or third grade, during a christmas vespers servise, the church started to sing ?Joy to the World.? I was very excited because I knew the song, I sang Jubilatly through the first verse, but then there was asecond verse that I had never heard before, I did however know another verse which went something like

Joy to the world

My teacher’s Dead

We barbequed her heaad

We disembowed her body

And flushed it down the potty

And round and round it goes

And round and round it goes

And round and round and round it goes

My mother had a diffret opinion about how the song went and as a result we had a little chat about when it was aproprae to sing certain songs, and which songs there was never an approprate time to sing.

Another song in which was ?never an approprate time to sing? was a version we three kings that made more sense tan the actual one. When I was in elementary school ?orient are? sounded like one word, and I had no idea where Orientar was or which star the Yonder star was, basicly the whole song was jumbled words until my third grade class was sitting at the cafateria lunch tables, waiting for lunch and I heard an uproar of laughter at the bench across from me, and being a nosey third graded, as third graders are know to be, I absolutly had to know what they were laughing at. A little third grade boy had sung for his group of admirers the absluly most creaive, humrus thing that we hat ever heard in our entire lives or at least in the past five minutes, he sang for us a very soulful rendition of the once jibberish song about the kings from Orientare to a song where the kings smoked a ?loaded rubber cigar? that exploded, who christmas could be so muchfun?

Little did I realise how closely related christmas was to school. For instance, rather than decking the halls with bows of holly, we could Deck the halls with gasoline and then light a match and watch it gleam. (those were the first two lines in case you?re a little slow, the rest of the lines are as follows:Now our school’s burned down to ashes, and Aren’t you glad you played with matches?)

Becase at that age school was a main part of our lives, the main subject of the song parodies had to do with school as well, often times poking fun at teachers. The first song of this nature that I learned was sung to the tune of row, row, row your boat.

Row row row your boat

Gently down the stream

Throw your teacher overboard and

And listen to her scream

Five days later

She got eaten by a polar bear

Poor ol’ polar bear died

Aparently teachers were so bad that the would kill polarbears if they ate a teacher. If rowing your boat wasn?t your thing thing there is an easier way. Bill Wellington of Radio oof taught this song to my brother and sister through a tpe and to the entire class of Spotswood Elementary School through a live performance exclusively for the children of the shenedoah valley. His version went like this

I’m Chiquita Banana

And I’m here to say

Get rid of your teacher

? The easy way

? You have a banana peel

? And drop it on da floor

? And watch your teacher

? Go flying out de door

I still have Never heard the actual words to the Ciquita Banana Song, maybe such a song doesn?t exist. Bill Wellington was full choral comedy. One song that I?m sure drove my parentsmad, worse than the banana song, was based on the battle hymn choral. This song actualy had a plot, it was imitating what the teacher suposidly sang about in the teachers lounge.

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the flunking of the kids

Who never did their homework and never worked a lick

They only whined and gave excuses in every thing they did

Our pens go marching on

glory glory hallelujah

Gee I’m really glad I knew ya

Holy moly what’s it to ya

Our pens are marking on

Now we’ll give this one an “F”

And we’ll give this one a “D”

We’ll give this one a failure

And we’ll give this one a “C”

Bill we’re going at it with a gruesome ghoulish glee

Are pens are marking on

glory glory hallelujah

Gee I’m really glad I know ya

Holy moly what’s it to ya

Our pens are marking on

They threw rubber bands and spitballs

And they called us not nice names

Their behavior wasn’t modified

By therapeutic games

And everybody really knows

The parents are to blame

Our pens are marking on

The Battle Hymn Choral was fairly popular for parodies, I only had the oppertunity to learn two versions. The second one that I learned was recited on the balcony of my parents balcony on summer evening after my friend, Annie, came back from girl scout camp. i?m not sure if these are the actual words but this is how I remember them to be.

Oh I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it’s hot

And I wear my flannel nighty in the winter when it’s not

And sometimes in the spring

And sometimes in the fall

I jump between the covers with nothing on at all

glory glory hallelujah

Beastly breezes blowin through ya

Holy moly what’s it to ya

With nothing on at all

Annie was full of songs from girl scout camp but she had pink eye and had to go home but she did remember one more. It was a song about underware to the tune of ?God Bless America.? When I first heard it I didn?t know the tune of ?God Bless America,? let alone the lyrics so this might be a little dstorted from the official Girl Scout ?God Bless my Underware? song

God bless my underwear

My only pair

From the washer to the drier to my rear

God bless my underwear

My only pair

Parodies of Cristmas songs and patriotic songs are prufuse because mot of the common population knows them

?This land is my land

?It is not your land

?I got a shotgun

?And you ain’t got one

?If you don’t get off

?I’ll blow your head off

?This land is private property

In church one Sunday, the choir sang joyful joyful, and I was surprised

to here it had the same tune as a soong we often sang on car rides to my

grand parents house.

?When you bought me my Nintendo

?I thought you were really keen

?Now that you have hidden it

?Think that you are really mean

?Just because I’m flunking math

?And science that is no excuse

?I have never heard of a more blatant case of child abuse

One time I was sight reading through a fiddle book I had just gotten and

I recoonized the tune was similar to the tune of a song I had learned

years before, I doon’t remember the name oof the actual tune but I do

remember the words of the song

?Oh there one was this radical kid

?He was cool at all he did

?He said, “Hey dude”

?And was really rude

?And he did 360s on his skateboard too

?He wore cool surfer clothes

?He had earrings in his nose

?He talked in jive

?And gave high fives

?And he was cool where ever he goes

?Oh this awesome dude is Gnarly Road Rash

?He is a real flash

?He makes a big splash

?And while on his skateboard he is flying

?All the girls are sighing

?As the call his name “oh Gnarly Road Rash”

This was a popular song everytime we ate spaghetti

?On top of spaghetti

?All covered with cheese

?I lost my poor meatball

?When somebody sneezed

?It rolled off the table

?And on to the floor

?And then my poor meatball

?Rolled out through the door

?It rolled through a garden

?And under a bush

?And then my poor meatball

?Was nothing but mush

?So if you like spaghetti

?All covered with cheese

?Hold on to your meatball

?When somebody sneeze

While I was taking violin lessons, one of the first songs that I learned

was Lightly Row. One night I played it for my grandpa over the telephone

and these were the words that he taught me, as far as I know they are

not the right ones

?Baby bye, here’s a fly

?He I watching you and I

?There he goes, on his toes

?Tickling babies nose

?I believe on those six legs

?You and I could walk on eggs

?There he goes, on his toes

?Tickling baby’s nose

There was a kid in my children’s choir named Jared Stoltzfus and his

mom’s name was Bonnie, we used to sing him this song to make him mad.

?My body lies over the ocean

?My body lies over the sea

?My body lies over the ocean

?So bring back my body to me

?Bring back, bring back

?Bring back my body to me

?Bring back, bring back

?Bring back my body to me

At kids b-day parties when yourparents forsed you to sing, this often

got laught, of at least a glare or two

?Happy birthday to you

?You live in a zoo

?You look act like a monkey

?And you eat like one too

?Happy birthday to you

?You live in a zoo

?You look look like a skunk

?And you smell like one too

I remember when I read the book Ramona Quimby and she knew the exact

song that I knew, it was a very special day.

?Here comes the bride

?Fair fat and wide

?Where is the groom?

?He’s in the bathroom

?Why is he there?

?He lost his underwear

?Singin’ with the usher

?The old toilet flusher

This was a soong that was a little more dangerous to sing because it

used the word “wiener,” sometimes when our parents were around we would

substitute the word peter for wiener

?I’m Popeye the sailor man (toot toot)

?I live n a garbage can (toot toot)

?I turned on the heater

?And blew off my wiener

?I’m Popeye the sailor man (toot toot)

My nextdoor nneighbor, Carrie, tought me this one, she explained to me

that this was a great song because, as everyone know, cat farts smell

the worst, and I belived her.

Jingle bells, cat fart smells

Twenty-four hours a day

blows there nose in Cherieos

And eats the right away

this is one I learned lateer but never liked as much

Jingle bells, Batman smells

Robiiin laid an egg

Batmobile lost a wheel

and Joker took ballet

When scholl was let out for Christmas or even on the play ground during

school we would skip around chanting songs of school being burned or

disembodied teaher heads

Joy to the world

My teacher’s Dead

We barbequed her heaad

We disembowed her body

And flushed it down the potty

And round and round it goes

And round and round it goes

And round and round and round it goes

Deck the halls with gasoline

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Light a match and watch it gleam

Fa la la la la, la la la la

Now our school’s burned down to ashes

Fa la la, la la la, la la la

Aren’t you glad you played with matches?

Fa la la la la, la la la la

This one I spesificaly remember being taught at the lunch table in

elementary school.

We three kings of Orient are

Tried to smoke a loaded cigar

It was loaded, and exploded

Following yonder star

This was sung to the same tune but was taught to me by my friend Annie

after retuning from Girl Scout camp while we were standing on the

balcony in my parents bed room

Another song that she taught us was a glorious song about underwear, to

this day I still don’t know the actual lyrics to “God Bless America”

“This Land is Your Land” is another patriotic song that I learned the

actual lyrics after the parody

In church one Sunday, the choir sang joyful joyful, and I was surprised

to here it had the same tune as a song we often sang on car rides to my

grand parents house.

One time I was sight-reading through a fiddle book I had just gotten and

I recognized the tune was similar to the tune of a song I had learned

years before, I don’t remember the name of the actual tune but I do

remember the words of the song

This was a popular song every time we ate spaghetti

While I was taking violin lessons, one of the first songs that I learned

was Lightly Row. One night I played it for my grandpa over the telephone

and these were the words that he taught me, as far as I know they are

not the right ones

There was a kid in my children’s choir named Jared Stoltzfus and his

mom’s name was Bonnie, we used to sing him this song to make him mad.

At kid’s b-day parties when your parents forced you to sing, this often

got laugh, of at least a glare or two

I remember when I read the book Ramona Quimby and she knew the exact

song that I knew, it was a very special day.

This was a song that was a little more dangerous to sing because it used

the word “wiener,” sometimes when our parents were around we would

substitute the word peter for wiener

My next door neighbor, Carrie, taught me this one, she explained to me

that this was a great song because, as everyone know, cat farts smell

the worst, and I believed her.

This is one I learned later but never liked as much

I never actually knew the real words to the Chiquita banana song, this

is what I learned

Often times on long bus ride we would make up lyrics to row row row your

boat, the most common one was this one but there were many variations.

This song was imitating what the teachers probably sang in the teachers

lounge when no kids were around

This was sung to the same tune but was taught to me by my friend Annie

after retuning from Girl Scout camp while we were standing on the

balcony in my parents bed room

Another song that she taught us was a glorious song about underwear, to

this day I still don’t know the actual lyrics to “God Bless America”

“This Land is Your Land” is another patriotic song that I learned the

actual lyrics after the parody

In church one Sunday, the choir sang joyful joyful, and I was surprised

to here it had the same tune as a song we often sang on car rides to my

grand parents house.

One time I was sight-reading through a fiddle book I had just gotten and

I recognized the tune was similar to the tune of a song I had learned

years before, I don’t remember the name of the actual tune but I do

remember the words of the song

This was a popular song every time we ate spaghetti

While I was taking violin lessons, one of the first songs that I learned

was Lightly Row. One night I played it for my grandpa over the telephone

and these were the words that he taught me, as far as I know they are

not the right ones

There was a kid in my children’s choir named Jared Stoltzfus and his

mom’s name was Bonnie, we used to sing him this song to make him mad.

At kid’s b-day parties when your parents forced you to sing, this often

got laugh, of at least a glare or two

I remember when I read the book Ramona Quimby and she knew the exact

song that I knew, it was a very special day.

This was a song that was a little more dangerous to sing because it used

the word “wiener,” sometimes when our parents were around we would

substitute the word peter for wiener

My next door neighbor, Carrie, taught me this one, she explained to me

that this was a great song because, as everyone know, cat farts smell

the worst, and I believed her.

This is one I learned later but never liked as much

Kate Schrock

September 13, 2000

Literature and Writing

????Blah, blah, blah, here is my thesis, it goes something like

this: folklore inn my child hood was sing song parodies, oohhh and by

thee waay, this keyboard ssucks, it keeps on doubling myy

lettttters!!!!!!!!

I neverr actualy knew the reall words tto the Chiquita banana song,

thiiis is what I learned

I’m Chiquita Banana

?And I’m here to say

?Get rid of your teacher

?The easy way

?You have a banana peel

?And drop it on da floor

?And watch your teacher

?Go flying out de door

Often times on long bus ride we would make up llyrrics to row roww row

your boat, the most common one was this one but there were many

variations.

?row row row your boat

?Gently down the stream

?Throw your teacher overboard and

?And listen to her scream

?Five days later

?She got eaten by a polar bear

?poor ol’ polar bear died

This song was imitating what the teachers probaply sang in the teachers

lounge when no kids were around

?

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