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Song Parodies -> "Quit Preaching God On Our Train"
Original Song Title:
"Quit Playing Games (With My Heart)"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Backstreet Boys
Parody Song Title:
"Quit Preaching God On Our Train"
Parody Written by:
Peter Andersson a.k.a K1chyd
The Lyrics
This parody was written in response to the wonderful story about show tune retaliation against self-appointed loud voice evangelists in the subway that was put up on the AmIright news in late September of 2004: http://www.amiright.com/newsitems/items/newsitem_1096295483.shtml
In our subway sleep, we hear
You are coming through so clear
Sheep within our reach, we nod
Quite loud is your view on God
Some chimes like that they should
Be a crime, appropriate at times like these
No, we wish we could
Throw you, far out...
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart!)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Kindly we beg you'll depart
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(You're coming through as inane)
That's plain!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
You pain...
I beg you dude, don't rant!
And keep your thumbing way from me!
Everything we want, is not chant
So shut thee up or so shall we!
For chimes like that we don't, give a dime
Thy will be not in high esteem, and we will in time
Throw you... way out, you'd better...
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart!)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Stranger, we beg you'll depart!
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(We don't support your campaign)
That's plain!
Quit preaching God!
Hellway, high-way
The shove you try here is to strong
Now leave silent or not ever
Not maybe-baby, bid your Good-Byes!
It's time you'll contrite
Du-uh, oh, quit preching God!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, duuh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Those chimes of yours are crimes
Worse than mimes
Sub-posse-tour on fatwah route
Better run this time
Don't pout, get ooout!
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Suddenly forced to depart
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(You've done as good as Hussein)
That's plain!
(Quit preaching! God, you're insane!)
Quit preaching God on our train!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, duuh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Quit preaching God on our train!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
You're insane!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
In the brain
And that's plain!
You are coming through so clear
Sheep within our reach, we nod
Quite loud is your view on God
Some chimes like that they should
Be a crime, appropriate at times like these
No, we wish we could
Throw you, far out...
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart!)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Kindly we beg you'll depart
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(You're coming through as inane)
That's plain!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
You pain...
I beg you dude, don't rant!
And keep your thumbing way from me!
Everything we want, is not chant
So shut thee up or so shall we!
For chimes like that we don't, give a dime
Thy will be not in high esteem, and we will in time
Throw you... way out, you'd better...
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart!)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Stranger, we beg you'll depart!
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(We don't support your campaign)
That's plain!
Quit preaching God!
Hellway, high-way
The shove you try here is to strong
Now leave silent or not ever
Not maybe-baby, bid your Good-Byes!
It's time you'll contrite
Du-uh, oh, quit preching God!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, duuh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Those chimes of yours are crimes
Worse than mimes
Sub-posse-tour on fatwah route
Better run this time
Don't pout, get ooout!
Quit preaching God on our train!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
On our train
(Abhorred you bare what's impart)
You're insane!
(Quit preaching God on our train!)
Suddenly forced to depart
(You're so non grata, in vain)
You're insane!
(You've done as good as Hussein)
That's plain!
(Quit preaching! God, you're insane!)
Quit preaching God on our train!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, duuh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Quit preaching God on our train!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
You're insane!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
In the brain
And that's plain!
© Peter Andersson
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Oh, man, do I identify .... I had a Jehovah's Witness chick stop by my front door on Wednesday ... :-\
JW, I'm probably on their blacklist, they used to come around to where I used to live, new pps every time so that you wouldn't recognize them through the peep hole in the door. Anyway, one day it was an old woman together with a very sweet young chick, probably an apprentice in the door to door business of theirs. Polite as I am I didn't wanna shot the door in thier face (at least not the chick) but as I stood there mindnumbingly taking in what the old woman had to say I got this idea to start to undress the young chick with my eyes. (It wasn't like I was ever gonna run into her in a pub anyway, right?). When the old woman realised what I was doing SHE shut the door in MY face and took of with the girl. :-)
Yea, I have a hyper 3-and-a-year-old Australian Cattle Dog/Border Collie mixed breed. And as I'm sure all dog owners know ... Mormons/JWs + crazy dogs = disaster. This time round, my poor mum was asleep upstairs (it was the morning/afternoonish here). I was on the computer, and heard the dreaded doorbell ring, followed with Aussie (that would be the name of my dog) scrambling to the door with a great scratching of claws on the hardwood floor, barking his face off. I like to be polite with these people too, so I just ran upstairs and down the hallway, pulled the door open a bit and tipped the glass screen door open to talk to a woman standing there with a little brochure like thingy. She was a nice girl, prob. in late 20s, and she just kinda stuck the thingy in my mailbox and walked off (over the noise of the dog). No real dialogue besides "Hi" and stuff. I looked briefly at the brochure (though I have no interest whatsoever in learning more about the Bible). And put it in the paper recycling. :-D
Nice story, Know... funny parody too
This train's bound for parody, this train.
I loved the story, and you did a great job with the parody!
I've heard stories that Mormons and JWs leave little 'marks' around the houses of potential converts, like little streaks of chalk on the sidewalk and stuff. Anyone have any idea if that's true?......
Q05- Not sure which is better, the parody or your comment Peter. Anyway, I got a fire and brimstone sermon yesterday for something that I didn't even do. "I beg you dude, don't rant!" ; Amen!
(ABC) Hey Peter, now you can do a parody of "All Along The Watchtower" by Jimi Hendrix.
ABC Q - Don't know the song, at least not well enough to judge, but I do agree with the sentiment.
(ABC) You're singin' to the choir, Peter....I abhor evangelists with a capital A. 555
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