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Song Parodies -> Fragments -> Jerry Brock
These are short parody lyrics set to the lyrics of songs by Jerry Brock.
Jerry Brock
Jerry Brock's, "Fiddler on the Roof"
Better Lyrics:
Dang
I have got a problem.
Tweedle dee and twiddle dum, I fidget and I squirm around.
Seems that I just cannot quiet down
Get to work and write this song.
But I've seen songs by the scads
Still I tweedle and I twiddle dee and dum and squirm around
Can't sit still and write this silly song,
Type, delete, and type, delete, and type....
I wish that I could crank out songs by the millions,
No inspiration for me.
More words to dredge out of my brain pan, I see.
Sitting here by the hour, hoping that it's right
Or it's just a tolerable degree
Maybe I can finish this tonight
Where are all of the great ideas that I have had
Floating a-all around
Ideas by the millions floating on by?
I'll catch one out of the air and frown
at it and then I will type away.>BR> I have got a notion,
Tweedle dee and twiddle dum, I fidget and I squirm around.
Seems that I just cannot quiet down
Get to work and write this song.
But I've seen songs by the scads
Still I tweedle and I twiddle dee and dum and squirm around
Can't sit still and write this silly song,
Type, delete, and type, delete, and type....
I have got a problem.
Tweedle dee and twiddle dum, I fidget and I squirm around.
Seems that I just cannot quiet down
Get to work and write this song.
But I've seen songs by the scads
Still I tweedle and I twiddle dee and dum and squirm around
Can't sit still and write this silly song,
Type, delete, and type, delete, and type....
I wish that I could crank out songs by the millions,
No inspiration for me.
More words to dredge out of my brain pan, I see.
Sitting here by the hour, hoping that it's right
Or it's just a tolerable degree
Maybe I can finish this tonight
Where are all of the great ideas that I have had
Floating a-all around
Ideas by the millions floating on by?
I'll catch one out of the air and frown
at it and then I will type away.>BR> I have got a notion,
Tweedle dee and twiddle dum, I fidget and I squirm around.
Seems that I just cannot quiet down
Get to work and write this song.
But I've seen songs by the scads
Still I tweedle and I twiddle dee and dum and squirm around
Can't sit still and write this silly song,
Type, delete, and type, delete, and type....
Original Lyrics:
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear.
And each loud 'cheep' and 'squawk' and 'honk' and 'quack'
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say 'Here lives a wealthy man.'
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks
For the town to see and hear.
And each loud 'cheep' and 'squawk' and 'honk' and 'quack'
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say 'Here lives a wealthy man.'
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
Submitted by: Pat
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