-> "Quack Quack!"
Original Song Title:
"Smack Jack"
Parody Song Title:
"Quack Quack!"
The Lyrics
He’s taking potshots
Look out for buckshot
It is a sad plot
Elmer’s a bad shot
The Fuddster’s coming out
He’s out to hunt for sport
The ‘Rabbit Season’ sign I stored
Doesn’t seem to work no more
There has to be another way
I'll Call for help and seize the day!
Call the ducks, Quack Quack!
Call the ducks, Quack Quack!
Calling all my fellow birdies black and white, Quack Quack
Call ‘em up, Quack Quack
Call ‘em up, Quack Quack
I give up, that lousy rabbit, he took flight, Quack Quack
Get the ducks, Quack Quack
Get the ducks, Quack Quack
Get me some…AM-MUNITION!
He’s taking potshots
Look out for buckshot
It is a sad plot
Elmer’s a bad shot
(Daffy:) Sometimes acting strange works best
I used to bounce all across the pond! (Hoo-hoohoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!!)
I think I need to call on down…that green kid…Plucky!
Donald has his three cute nephews, and then there’s Baby Huey!
Here they come, Quack Quack
Here we come, Quack Quack
Daisy can pull grenade pins with her thumb, Quack Quack
It’s the ducks, Quack Quack
It’s the ducks, Quack Quack
Ain’t no chickens in the house, lotsa luck, Quack Quack
Stocking up, Quack Quack
Stocking up, Quack Quack
For an-nihi-lation!!
He’s taking potshots
Look out for buckshot
It is a sad plot
Elmer’s a bad shot
Feathered friends knock their beaks on you
They are rising again, this flock
You will know whom to call the boss
Scrooge McDuck has financed the cause
Darkwing Duck has joined the fray
Gosalyn’s pissed and Launchpad won’t play!
On the hunt, Quack Quack
On the hunt, Quack Quack
NRA and Ted Nugent will feel the brunt, Quack Quack
Beat ‘em up, Quack Quack
Beat ‘em up, Quack Quack
Take away Elmer’s gun and shut him up, Quack Quack
On the prowl, Quack Quack
On the prowl, Quack Quack
And we’ll make his dumb-ass dog give a howl, Quack Quack
We’re the ducks, Quack Quack
We’re the ducks, Quack Quack
Make sure the hunting season really sucks, Quack Quack
Shoot ‘em up, Quack Quack
Shoot ‘em up, Quack Quack
Let’s move up all our flanks for the attack, Quack Quack
And call Carl Stalling for soundtrack, Quack Quack
And make all our own guns go kapow, ack-ack!
He ain’t gonna hunt no more!
Won’t hunt no more, won’t hunt no more, won’t hunt no more…
(SFX of apocalyptic gunfire, duck quacks, screams as singing continues…)
(Donald Duck: “This is very exasperating!…this is very, very exasperating!)
(Daffy: Give us…a break!!...YOU’RE…YOU’RE DETH-PICABLE!)
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