Thursday, October 1, 2015

That Button

This is a parody of Wild Cherry's "Play That Funky Music"

Hey, dig it now
Yeah, hey
Yeah once I was a smooth grave diggah
Diggin' it all night and all day
I never had no problems, yeah
With extra limbs and organs comin' my way
Then I met up with this groovy mad man
With funky gadgets that would blow your mind
Payin' me a pretty penny (Yes he did)
For all the freshest brains that I could find
Yeah he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions
And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said
What's that button there do, hunchback?
Why's that button oh so bright?
What's that button there do, hunchback?
Press down that button, press that button down until you die
'Til you die?
'Til you die!
Oh my
Well I tried to stop this feeling
Yeah huh, I thought that I was out of my mind
How could I be so foolish (how could I)
Cause that button's not the pushin' kind
Still I had to fight this fever
A crazy impulse I can not explain (what did you do)
I said "I must go back there" (I've gotta go back)
See those buttons still be flashin' the same
Yeah he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions
And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said
What's that button there do, hunchback?
Why's that button oh so bright?
What's that button there do, hunchback?
Press down that button, press that button down until you die
'Til you die (Yeah)
'Til you die
(Gotta press that big red button down!)
(Hey, wait a minute)
Now first it wasn't easy
Come to grips with words in my mind, my hands were gettin' shaky
Negotiate my mental decline
But now it's so much better (it's so much better)
I've taught those voices who gets their way
So I went back to that groovy mad man
To prove that everything was okay
'Cuz he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions
And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said
What's that button there do, hunchback?
Press it down with all of your might
Press that flashy button hunchback
Press down that button, press that button down until you die
'Til you die
Yeah, 'til you die
The voice said, press that flashy button
(Press that flashy button)
Press that flashy button
(Press that big red flashy button down)
Press that flashy button
(Press that flashy button)
Press that flashy button
Press it, press it, press it, won't ya
Press that flashy button hunchback
Press it down with all of your might, oh yeah
Press that flashy button hunchback
Press it down with all of your might
Press that flashy button hunchback
Press it down with all of your might
*CLICK*
Uh oh…

Friday, August 28, 2015

Lost: Giant Squirrel

This is a parody of "Jessie's Girl" by Rick Springfield.

I lost my monster squirrel
That rodent should be easy to find
Yeah he's got a fluffy tail
He's seven stories high
Got cute big bucky teeth like I drew here on this sign
Yeah, I got reward upon the sign
If you see him you just got to let me know it
Phone number's on the bottom, you can call me any time
You know I wish I had my giant squirrel
Why can't I find my giant squirrel
Where can I find a rodent like that?
I passed over by the pound
It's still standing so he hasn't been found
Marines are closing in and their orders are to shoot
But bullets bounce right off him so the point is probably moot
Yeah, rewards written there on the sign
If you see him you just got to telephone it
My number's on the bottom, you can call me any time
You know I wish I had my giant squirrel
Why can't I find my giant squirrel
Where can I find a rodent like that?
My giant squirrel
I wish I had my giant squirrel
Where can I find a rodent
Where can I find a rodent like that
And one more thing you really oughta know
That squirrel's a digger, everywhere he goes
So if you see ravines or mountains that are new
You gotta let me know, it could just be a clue

Tell me, why can't I find a rodent like that?
You know, I wish I could find my giant squirrel
I wish I'd find my giant squirrel
Where is my giant squirrel?
Where can I find a rodent like that?
Where's my giant squirrel
I want to find my giant squirrel
I want, I want my giant squirrel

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

I Stomped the City

This is a parody of Bob Marley's "I Shot the Sheriff"

I stomped the city
But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab
I stomped the city
But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab
Yeah all around the rubble
There's hunchbacks with shrinking rays
They say I'm the monster they want to nab
For the flaten'n of the doctor's lab
For the flaten'n of the doctor's lab
But I say!
I stomped the city
Honestly it was a lot of fun
I stomped the city
Now they're coming with their shrinky ray guns
Doctor Goo, well he created me
Giant size, and eyes that glow
Every time that I stomp something
He give me potions that make me grow
He give me potions and they make me grow
And so
I stomped the city
It's hard not to when you're this immense
What happened to the doctor's lab?
I stomped the city
But you know they pack those buildings in too dense
Freedom came my way one day
And I found my way into town
All of those buildings crowded all around
And so I stomped them down
Yeah, I stomped, I stomped, I stomped the town
They put those buildings in my way!
I stomped the city
But I say, I did not stomp the doctor's lab
I stomped the city, oh yeah
But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab

Friday, July 3, 2015

Hunchback Rag

This is an original barbershop quartet parody

The doctor's labrotory
is the setting to our story
it's where we spend our ti-i-ime
While he's creating creatures
mixing mixtures in his beakers
we're mopping monster sli-i-ime
Cause those monsters that he's making
have a hunger there's no slaking
and their manners are a mess
(oh yes) it's true
And their drooly sloppy munchin's
and their gruely gloppy crunchin's
left a mess of monster goo-oo-oo
Your monster's cooo-ooo-ool
But it's got a drool-ie prob-lem
a crunchin
and a munchin
and a lunchin
* it's not even potty trained I fear *
( -Oh-  dear)
But now I figure
we got a bigger problem
That big bad beastie's coming over here!
over here, over here, over here?!?
When that monster's got the munchies
it isn't just a hunch
   -He's- -Got-  
hunchbacks on his miiii-iiind
Now our knees they are a quaking
We're a shivering and shaking
  -Cuz- -We're-
Really in a bind
(We're hunchbacks - not lunch snacks!)
You Big Bad Beast
Go get yourself away
Right now!  -To-Day!-
(Bad monster!  Stay!)
And now you
 -See- -We-
We got another problem
   -I'm- -AAA-…
fraid we're over-worked and under-paid
So, Doc (here)
Here we are (with)
With our picket signs
   sign.  ^sign.  ^^sign.
We're strike-ing
On strike now
It's A-Bout time
   time.  ^time.  ^^time.
Don't think you'll
Get a hunch-back
A-Cross our picket LI-IIIIiiiIIII-IIIIiiiiIIII-IIIIIIiiiiIIIIine!
Here is a list of our demands. 
 - We find the title hunchback derogatory and henceforth wish to be called:
             Vertically Challenged Anatomical Aquisition Specialists
 - We also want obedience school for you-know-who.  And a leash.  And a muzzle.
 - Additionally, we would like you to shift your research to monsters that are
                   Small and Cuddly
 - We also want a Two Dollar and Fifty cent raise
    - "and a new shovel!"
 - Yes.  And…
    - "a big one too cuz that monster leaves huge piles of…"
 - We DEMAND proper chiropractic coverage!
 - *murmers of agreement from other hunchbacks*
    - "and a wheelbarrow too!"
 - and we want some nifty gadgets.  It's no fair that you get all the cool stuff to yourself.
 *quickly from each hunchback*  <a jet pack> <a brain swapper> <a holographic postcard maker>  <a time machine>  <a clapper for the back door porch light>

Trick Mouse

This is a parody of The Commodores' "Brick House"

I've got a trick - mouse
Come Friday night I'm(ii-ya) - gonna show 'em what it's all about
Cuz he's a trick - mouse
The deck is stacked - cuz that mouse's act
ain't holding nothing back
Yeah, that's a trick - mouse
We put together - this mousey show
This is how the story goes

The trick-ee-est mouse - you ever seen
Got mousey skills, and lots of fans.  Yeah. Yeah.
Doing backflips and cartwheels on an itty bitty trampolene
Does a flip, to the floor, what a trick (Yow!) Like a movie scene!

Cuz he's a trick - mouse
He's teeny tiny - trick it like a big king kong
That's a trick - mouse
The house is packed - (for) that mouse's act
ain't holding nothing back

Pass him a marble - he knows just what to do
He'll dribble it over and make a basket in your shoe! (Hey!)

He's a trick - mouse
Yeah he wants the cheese, the only cheese
Nibblin' the parmesean                                 (pronounced parm-ma-ka-zhan)

He likes the applause, and he likes the praise
He gets the crowd all worked into a craze, yeah yeah
Climb up my pants leg - and go on out my sleeve
He's got the tricks to trick you out of your cheese

Cuz, he's a trick - mouse
My whitey tighties better keep that darn thing out
He's a trick - mouse
The deck is stacked - cuz that mouse's act
Ain't holding nothing back (Yow!)

Cheesey cracker, cheesey crack-Kah!         (Repeat x4, end crack-ka-ka-KA)

Trick - mouse
He's teeny tiny - trick it like a big king kong
Cuz he's a trick - mouse
Yeah he wants the cheese, the only cheese
Nibblin' the parmesean                                   (pronounced parm-ma-ka-zhan)

Cheesey cracker, cheesey crack-Kah!         (Repeat x3)
Cheesey!

Zombie Squirrel

This is a parody of Michael Jackson's "Billy Jean"

I was driving home, one strange Halloween - and then like a dream
Took a turn, by the old walnut tree - and there it was
In front of me - much too late - too slow down
Tell me why did the squirrel - cross the road - with that nut - in it's mouth

Well I veered to the right - and that squirrel dodged right too
Veered to the left - but that squirrel.. did not know.. what to do
Then I hit - felt the bump - heard the sound

People always told me - be careful out when you drive
And don't go around - running - those - squirrels - down
And mother always told me - put on clean underwear
Then that squirrel jumped up on my car - and gave me quite a scare
(oh mama)

Zombie squirrel you got run over
Now you are flat - and say that - I took your nut
But - my door - is - going to stay shut
You say that I took your nut - but my door is going to stay shut
(silly squirreley giggle-chatters)

Around the block - and - through - the car wash
You held my wiper blade
But I couldn't stand - your nutty squirrel demands
(For) - al.monds  and  pe.cans
Cause I crushed - the walnut - you had found
Look, I a-pol-o-gise
For your truly dubious demise
and I (sym-path-ize) sym-path-ize (yeah)

But I don't have your nut!
Gas tank nearing empty - I knew what had to be
Turned around - traveled back - crashed into that tree!
And the nuts began a-falling
From the sky but not in time (oh)
For I crushed - the walnut - you had found
eee eee nutty nut yummy yummy nut nut (in squirrely voice)

People always told me to pack along some spare cashews
In case a zombie squirrel ever came around
But that squirrel came chatty closer
In that moment, then I knew
That there was nothing I could do
Now it wanted macaroons
Nut nutty cookie please (in squirrely voice)

Zombie squirrel you got run over.  Zombie squirrel you got run over
You say that I took your nut
Zombie squirrel you got run over.  Zombie squirrel you got run over
You say that I took your nut - but my door is going to stay shut

Hunchback in Disguise

This is a parody of Elvis Presley's "Devil in Disguise"

You look like a monster
Stomp trucks like a monster
Smell funky like a monster
But I got wise
You're a hunchback in disguise
Oh yes you are
A hunchback in disguise
You fooled me with your stompin'
Your growlin' and your grunts
Heaven knows you were not as big
I thought you were a runt
You munch like a monster
Belch like a monster
Got a stench like a monster
But I got wise
You're a hunchback in disguise
Oh yes you are
A hunchback in disguise
I thought that you were a monster
And how was I to know
Heaven help me, I had to breathe
That strong monster B. O.
You stink like a monster
Smell rank like a monster
Really reek like a monster
But I got wise
You're a hunchback in disguise
Oh yes you are
A hunchback in disguise
You're a hunchback in disguise
Oh yes you are
A hunchback in disguise
Oh yes you are
A hunchback in disguise

Gonna Show Them All

This is a parody of Billy Joel's "The Longest Time"

Oh, oh, oh
Gonna show them all
Oh, oh, oh
Gonna show them all

I'm the voice you're hearing in your mind
Don't ignore me, that would be unkind
Your monster's pretty
It wants to smash a city
Just let it go, it's gonna show them all

Once you suffered ridicule and jeers
Now the time of reconing draws near
They're gonna pay now
For the things they used to say now
Your monster's really gonna show them all

Oh, oh, oh
Gonna show them all
Oh, oh, oh
Gonna show them

See your monster standing strong and tall
Tribute to you, standing there at all
Crushing a train rail
With one mighty toenail
I know your monster's gonna show them all

Maybe it has hungered too long
For something to bite
That tastes like Hong Kong
Maybe it wants something to smash
Wants to hear a crash
Is that too much to ask for

They said you were crazy and a fool
Now they will be drenched in monster drool
Your monster's vicious
Your revenge will be delicious
It really, really's gonna show them all

Maybe it's got too long a claw
Needs something to scratch
A building to gnaw
Don't you know it only wants to bash
Turn city into trash
Is that too much to ask for

Now it is your respons-abil-ity
Since it is your monster prodigy
It wants it so bad
I think you aught to know that
Your giant monster's gonna show them all

I'll Be Your Hunchback Pal

This is a parody of Paul Simon's "You Can Call Me Al"

A man limps down the street
He says why am I hunched in the shoulders now
Why am I hunched in the shoulders
What's with this lazy eye
What am I supposed to be?
I need some new occupation
Headaches in the bell tower
Throbbing echoes of the sound
Bellringer Bellringer
Climbing Quasimodo-like
Far above the cold stone floor
Mr. Bellringer Bellringer
Get these bats away from me
You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
If you'll be my scientist
I can be your hunchback pal
I can call you doctor
And doctor when you call me
You can call me Ralph

A man walks down the street
Mumbles where the hell's my plutonium
Got a big package of plutonium
Mixed with my potions and contraptions
Where've all my hunchbacks gone
What's dewey decimal
Who's going to help me out
Now that my helpers have
Gone Gone
He left his secret lab-ro-tory
His master work and apparatus
All alone alone
With his implements and experiments
No time left to find or organize

If you'll be my scientist
I can be your hunchback pal
I can call you doctor
And doctor when you call me
You can call me Ralph
Call me Ralph

Two men walk down the street
One in a wrinkled lab coat
One in a burlap shirt
One breaks the silence with a sound
You need a place to fit in
I need a helping hand
It'll mean long hours
This ain't no union job
Job job
Body parts and toxic waste
Graveyards and asylums
Haul'n brains around around
Monsters on the cutting board
Hideous assembly
He say's "Why not?  I'll give this gig a try!"

If you'll be my scientist
I can be your hunchback pal
I can call you doctor
And doctor when you call me
You can call me Ralph
Call me Ralph

Stomping Spree

This is a parody of KT Tunstall's "Suddenly I See"

That beast is a mountain of fur
It's a mountain of fur
It's head's like a mongoloid squirrel
Like a mongoloid squirrel
The buildings that surround it seem to sparkle in the night
Like nuts it wants to bury, all trembling with fright
With feet like bombs
It's decimated towns with beastly brawn

It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
It's a monster - time to flee
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
And that's why this city's soon to be debris

There's a squid come to battle the squirrel
come to battle the squirrel
It's got limbs that'll wiggle and whirl
Yeah wiggle and whirl
With tentacles and mandribles it's such a scary sight
It's a squid from fifty fathoms and it's filled with fishy might
And win or lose
It's the city that'll be belting out the blues

It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
It's some monsters - time to flee
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
And that's why this city's soon to be debris

A scientist showdown
And they're mad as can be
Their creations are a clashing, while they cheer with manic glee
Oh their monsters collide and their egos tower
They're drunk with power, yeah
They've got the power to scheme
The power to make
A power supreme, mad-men

It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
It's some monsters - time to flee
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree)
And that's why this city's soon to be debris

Mad Scientist Rhapsody

This is a parody of Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody"


Is this my own lab
Or university
The future of science
Shackled by beuracracy
Open your eyes
Think, realize, and see
I'm just a genius, I.Q. two-eighty-three
But I have grand ideas, a grand design
An awesome gift, an awesome mind
Sci-en-tific Progress - the only thing that matters to me
To me

Mayor, just deranged a man
Put a cathode in his brain
Flipped my switch, now he's insane
Mayor, tenure had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mayor, oooh
I've got a need to show you all
This is a minor setback, I am quite infallable
It's science, it's science, the only thing that matters

Today, you cast me out
Sent me running on the rail
Threats of lawsuit, threats of jail
Farewell, laboratory, behind me now
Gotta take my tattered notes and start anew
Mayor, oooh
I don't want to fail
Have you no regard for science at all…

I see a little silhouetto of a plan
Calculation, inspiration, per-mut-a-tion and now
Thunderbolt and lightning, terribly exciting me!
(Is it working) Yes, it's working
(Is it working) Yes, it's working
Yes, it's working, yes it's working - It's Alive!  (maniacial laughter)
It's my creation, it is unstoppable!
(It's his creation, it's going to show them all!)
(Rise up and fight for his genius and … oh!)
(Giant hands, giant teeth, will you let me go?)
It hungers!  No!  It will not let you go. (Let me go)
It hungers!  It will not let you go. (Let me go)
It hungers!  It will not let you go. (Let me go)
It will not let you go. (Let me go)
It will not let you go. (Let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh giant monster, giant monster, giant monster let me go)
The science books have a chapter set aside for me, for me, for me!

So you think you can impose supression on me
So you think I'll just cast my brainchild in the sea
Oh mayor!  Can't do this to me mayor!
My creature is coming, my creature is coming for you-who-who

It's the only thing that matters
Anyone can see
It's the only thing that matters, it's the only thing that matters to me
Sci-en-tif-ic pro-gress

I'm Too Brainy

This is a parody of Right Said Fred's "I'm Too Sexy"

I'm too brainy for my mind, too brainy for my mind
Mind's going to leave me
I'm too brainy for my specs, too brainy for my specs
So brainy no specs
And I'm too brainy for instructions too brainy for instructions
Time wasting obstructions
And I'm too brainy for your brainy
Too brainy for your brainy
No way I'll change my mind
I'm a genius, you know what I mean
And I'm thinking brainy thoughts in my labcoat
Yeah in my labcoat, in my labcoat, yeah
I flex my brainy brain in my labcoat
And I'm too brainy for my notes, too brainy for my notes
Too brainy I wrote
And I'm too brainy for my pen, too brainy for my pen
Too brainy and then - don'cha dare misquote
I'm a genius, you know what I mean
And I'm thinking brainy thoughts in my labcoat
Yeah in my labcoat, in my labcoat, yeah
I flex my brainy brain in my labcoat
I'm too brainy for my brainy for my brainy for my
Cos I'm a genius you know what I mean
And I'm thinking brainy thoughts in my labcoat
Yeah in my labcoat, in my labcoat, yeah
I flex my brainy brain in my labcoat
I'm too brainy for this lab, too brainy for this lab
This shabby, shabby lab
I'm too brainy for my mind, too brainy for my mind
Mind's going to leave me
And I'm too brainy for this song