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Song Parodies -> "McArthur's Fart"
Original Song Title:
"McArthur's Park"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Richard Harris
Parody Song Title:
"McArthur's Fart"
Parody Written by:
Stuart McArthur
The Lyrics
Fifteen years ago, the love of my life dumped me for no reason, after a camping holiday. It was only last week, when I found her diary in my old sleeping bag, that I discovered the awful (but poetic) earnest (but overwrought) deep-and-meaningful (but pretentious) truth...........click here for OS
1990 PERSONAL DIARY ENTRY
Spring in nineteen-ninety: Yesterday...
I shared with Stu my tent
(though he'd swallowed beans from cans)
Between his parted bumcheeks blew this gale
it roared just like a lion
through his stri-ped jarmy pants
McArthur's fart came wafting through the dark
all those reeking arse-fumes floating round...
somehow must escape into the rain!
I...just...knew I couldn't make it
I was lying there half-naked
if the next tent saw me naked, oh the shame!
Oh No!
I then saw my yellow cotton dress
folded, tucked away
on the ground beside his cheeks
held my breath and shook it, but alas!
it was sodden from the vapours
God, it reeked
McArthur's fart had wilted my best frock
all its sweet green buttons turning brown
maybe I should shake it in the rain
but...the...rain would not go near it
every raindrop somehow cleared it
I can never have that dress on me...again!
Oh No!
(orchestral - key change)
There will be another man for me
and I will find...
him
one whose sphincter muscle's so discreet
it's safe behind...
him
I can handle burps and lager-bombs...and never
let guys catch me wincing at the fumes
including all of Stu's - til last night
never winced at Stu's - til last night
Thought he'd be the one!
I must tell poor Stu...of this event
then adieu
Stu
"Something horrid happened in our tent.
It came from you
Stu
Your explosion fouled the atmosphere...
and its denseness flowed like treacle through my lungs
and though you were the love of my life
I know that I can never be your wife
I'm still reeking of you
and so it's good-
...bye"
(melancholy orchestral interlude,
followed by inexplicably hep jazz bridge,
followed by huge orchestral crescendo...)
McArthur's fart has blanketed my heart
like a reeking lice-filled eiderdown
Even if I break up with its source
I...don't...think that I can cop it
I've no energy to stop it
(furthermore I need my tent poles reinforced)
oh no!!
Oh no-o!
no!!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Spring in nineteen-ninety: Yesterday...
I shared with Stu my tent
(though he'd swallowed beans from cans)
Between his parted bumcheeks blew this gale
it roared just like a lion
through his stri-ped jarmy pants
McArthur's fart came wafting through the dark
all those reeking arse-fumes floating round...
somehow must escape into the rain!
I...just...knew I couldn't make it
I was lying there half-naked
if the next tent saw me naked, oh the shame!
Oh No!
I then saw my yellow cotton dress
folded, tucked away
on the ground beside his cheeks
held my breath and shook it, but alas!
it was sodden from the vapours
God, it reeked
McArthur's fart had wilted my best frock
all its sweet green buttons turning brown
maybe I should shake it in the rain
but...the...rain would not go near it
every raindrop somehow cleared it
I can never have that dress on me...again!
Oh No!
(orchestral - key change)
There will be another man for me
and I will find...
him
one whose sphincter muscle's so discreet
it's safe behind...
him
I can handle burps and lager-bombs...and never
let guys catch me wincing at the fumes
including all of Stu's - til last night
never winced at Stu's - til last night
Thought he'd be the one!
I must tell poor Stu...of this event
then adieu
Stu
"Something horrid happened in our tent.
It came from you
Stu
Your explosion fouled the atmosphere...
and its denseness flowed like treacle through my lungs
and though you were the love of my life
I know that I can never be your wife
I'm still reeking of you
and so it's good-
...bye"
(melancholy orchestral interlude,
followed by inexplicably hep jazz bridge,
followed by huge orchestral crescendo...)
McArthur's fart has blanketed my heart
like a reeking lice-filled eiderdown
Even if I break up with its source
I...don't...think that I can cop it
I've no energy to stop it
(furthermore I need my tent poles reinforced)
oh no!!
Oh no-o!
no!!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This would, undoubtedly, be one of the most difficult songs to do...and you masterpieced it...atmospheric funny..especially love that "Rain would not go near it" line...
I was wondering when you were going to get around to parodying this OS.....although, looking at the complexity, I can understand why you delayed so long. Fine, fine job. 555
thanks AFW - yeah I did try to capture the ridiculously earnest atmosphere of the OS (the unpolluted parts anyway)
you're right Kristof - it's been on my to-do list for ages, but I couldn't think of an angle - thanks
you're right Kristof - it's been on my to-do list for ages, but I couldn't think of an angle - thanks
Well, this angle is PRICELESS! Love the concept and execution. I see SOTM written all through this one, Stu! ROFL FUNNY but, I'm only giving it fives.
i admire your candor.....lol...5s
good on you Rick - thanks mate:-)
yes, alvin, I thought it important to share her devastating revelations with the world ;-)
yes, alvin, I thought it important to share her devastating revelations with the world ;-)
Excellente! 5s
5s, dude. The OS is a very long song, wasn't expecting that. Good good good parody. I need to learn how to link up song recordings like that.
What a gas!! Really blew me away!
All is fair in love and gas...
Well, a long comment is in order here: That was the first time I have ever heard TOS ( I thought I'd heard it before perhaps but nope.....) and for all of the flack it has caught over the years it isn't THAT awful, though the second and third time I heard the "cake out in the rain" parts I cringed (and the interlude that was disjointed). I don't want to hear it again though.
Now, for this parody, farting in a tent is similar to a Dutch Oven, but without the pre-meditation involved. Hilarious fart humor. 555.
Now, for this parody, farting in a tent is similar to a Dutch Oven, but without the pre-meditation involved. Hilarious fart humor. 555.
Now it can be told: When MacArthur said, "I shall return," what he really said was, "I shall repeat."
Merci, LLLeeBee
thanks Step-Chan - cynics say its unusual (for its time) length contributed to its popularity, because DJs over-used it for the purpose of taking bathroom breaks
way to go at nailing two in a row, PMS - thanks!
I truly believe that, Matthias - ta
I can't believe that's your first time, Red Ant! I actually do like the song, even now (Jimmy Webb was a master at unexpected melody twists) but I also like mocking its pretentiousness (even Jimmy says he's stopped defending it, and that it was a psychedelic product of its time - maybe even helped to create "its time") - thanks for the 5s
thanks MP - sadly, in my case, I both return and repeat
thanks Step-Chan - cynics say its unusual (for its time) length contributed to its popularity, because DJs over-used it for the purpose of taking bathroom breaks
way to go at nailing two in a row, PMS - thanks!
I truly believe that, Matthias - ta
I can't believe that's your first time, Red Ant! I actually do like the song, even now (Jimmy Webb was a master at unexpected melody twists) but I also like mocking its pretentiousness (even Jimmy says he's stopped defending it, and that it was a psychedelic product of its time - maybe even helped to create "its time") - thanks for the 5s
thanks MP - sadly, in my case, I both return and repeat
I think we get the message now.
in honest truth I agree with you Hoof - farting really is no laughing matter
Didn't you notice the above commenter's name was a play on words? I do agree with him, though.
yes Billy, Hoof has been a regular commentator on poop parodies, and, name-pun notwithstanding, also on fart parodies - you may have misunderstood my reply ;-)
No, I think he just comments on "fart" parodies. "Aoid" and "Poppie Longstocking" are the regular commentators on poop parodies (although neither one of them has commented within the past two months or so). One of them hates 'em; the other one likes 'em. Furthermore, I think "Mr. Critic" is one of the most frequent haters of such paroides now, as well as Mr. Potty Mouth and Icky Ticky Tavi (<--this name's probably in retaliation to the Poopy Longstocking era from earlier this year).
thanks, er (whoops nearly said it again) - can anyone else get access to these archives? ;-)......and was "Poppie" a typo, or were she and Poopy both involved?...and where do Ms and Mrs Critic fit into the bigger picture?....and is Icky Ticky the one who softens his anger if wit is involved, or is he a fundamentalist? (I don't need answers rightaway)
555, and if there ever was a song crying out to be parodied, this is it! (shameless plug time: "King Arthur Barked")
thanks Johnny - I was hoping you'd have a look!
Of course "Poppie" was a typo. (No, wait. I typed it like that on purpose.) And I don't know what gender Poopie really is; no one probably cares either. I'll just refer to Poopie as he/she/it/pencil. What ever gender Poopy is/was, he/she/it/pencil had no life.
"what we have here is a failure to communicate"
A whole parody about a fart? I'm offended!
DKTOS but masterful writing as always. 'Like treacle through my lungs'... nice.
DKTOS but masterful writing as always. 'Like treacle through my lungs'... nice.
I'm surprised you didn't add any "bottom comments" to this one... ;-)
no need, when the whole parody's about a bottom comment...
...to pinch your gag (not your bottom)
...to pinch your gag (not your bottom)
It's great...perfect song for my husband...oops!
hey thanks, friendofmickey - is your husband a McArthur too?
(ABC-M) ROTFLOL! I can't add anything to the comments that I saw, since I agree with them. 5's
(ABC) A song that grows on you with love ... just hold your nose and view above!
Caught this again 'cause of the comments... on re-reading, I'm surprised she didn't leave you to Stu in your own juices ;-)
That pun really STANK, Philbo. ;-)
(ABC3) Looks like we have a winner stinking up the joint. More rock songs should have the word "eiderdown" (Pink Floyd used it twice :))
ABC3M-Great
nice parody and a self parody to boot! how did you blow the dust off this one ? loverly parody
ABC3M Great job!
(ABC3M) See above, and I know it caused you constipation, err, consternation to not enter this in SOTM last year, Stu. This might be the first time a parody of this nature takes gold in a competition...
OK, here's an entry for badpun dot com: this parody is a gas.---MM
(ABC3M) Hate the OS,well the Richard Harris version, but I LOVE this!
Congratulations on winning the ABC3M round, Stu!
McArthur's smart -- he's smelting winsome art
All his genius-writing's glowing now
Song-fun deftly breaks out in his brain
I don't think that I can break him
'Cause he cooks such awesome bacon
And I'll never catch that parody freight-train
Oh, no!
McArthur's smart -- he's smelting winsome art
All his genius-writing's glowing now
Song-fun deftly breaks out in his brain
I don't think that I can break him
'Cause he cooks such awesome bacon
And I'll never catch that parody freight-train
Oh, no!
LOL and thanks Johnny - and for being so gracious about me pinching it by one solitary vote from your great self!...and you're right, I've been cooking bacon (middle rashers mostly) on and off now for about 35 years, and I reckon you'd be hard pressed to find bacon that's awesomer ;-)
I actually had a MacArthur Park parody idea going back in 2004 with this same title, never wrote though, this is better all I remember was the chorus MacArthur's fart is lighting in the dark
This big stinnky flame could run a mile
Someone blew their wind out in the rain
Oh the smell I just can;t take it
Gonna now hunt down to made it
That smell ain't comin back this way again
EW EEwwwwwwwww
This big stinnky flame could run a mile
Someone blew their wind out in the rain
Oh the smell I just can;t take it
Gonna now hunt down to made it
That smell ain't comin back this way again
EW EEwwwwwwwww
I see what you mean, what's wrong with women, surely they should be able to stand a little fumes, though I'll admit I took it too far when I was a rookie here, with "The day my a** caught fire".
Wow! I wish I had seen this at the time. What a piece of work - although - that's probably what she was saying...
I just tried singing it to my wife (who absolutely HATES the OS) and I laughed so much that I ended up having a wheezing fit - although - that's probably what she was saying... :)
I just tried singing it to my wife (who absolutely HATES the OS) and I laughed so much that I ended up having a wheezing fit - although - that's probably what she was saying... :)
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