These are song lyrics for songs that we think are better or funnier than the original songs.
These are the leatest submissions to the site.
Pink's,
"Don't Let Me Get Me"
L.A. told me:"You are stupid
"And you're ugly."
LA told me, "You'll be a pop star,
All you have to change is everything you are."
Submitted by: Flash Flood
I'm the king of pot, what gets me higher?
Smoke it in a bowl when it gets a little dryer,
To keep on smokin, I'm gonna need fire,
I won't stop smokin till I get higher!
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin till I retire
Submitted by: XERQ GRANITE
Sting's,
"An Englishman In New York"
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an American in Montreal
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an American in Montreal
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Submitted by: Stranger In A Strange Land
When the bite that you feel, is a six foot long eel, that's a moray!
When the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that's amore!
Submitted by: Fred Snider
Playmates', "Beep Beep"
As I drove by a wheelchair guy,
He looked at me with hate,
I'll show him that my big Dodge van,
Is not one to berate.
He must have thought he was awful cute,
As he kept on thumbing his nose,
I'll show him that my big Dodge van,
Can still tear up the road.
Creep, creep,
Creep, creep,
His chair went creep, creep, creep.
Now we're doing a hundred & ten,
My foot is to the floor,
The wheelchair guy stayed right beside,
His arms are getting sore.
He must have broke a nail,
Because I thought I heard him moan,
I hope I get to lose this guy,
Before my engine's blown.
Beep, beep,
Beep, beep,
The train went beep, beep, beep!
Now I'm slamming on the brakes,
I hope that I can stop,
The wheelchair guy flew right on by,
And I heard one big pop!
He must have flown a thousand miles,
And I swear I heard him slur,
Hey, Buddy, how can I get my butt,
Off of Jupiter!!!
[Very slowly]
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
While riding in my Cadillac
What to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
[Slowly]
I pushed my foot down to the floor
To give the guy the shake
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind
He still had on his brake
He musta thought his car had more guts
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
[Normal speed]
My car went into passing gear
And we took off with gust (whoosh)
Soon we were going ninety
Musta left him in the dust
When I peeked in the mirror of my car
I couldn't believe my eyes
The little Nash Rambler was right behind
You'd think that guy could fly
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
[Quickly]
Now we were doing a hundred and ten
This certainly was a race
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy
Would be a big disgrace
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
[Very quickly]
Now we're going a hundred twenty
As fast as I can go
The Rambler pulled along side of me
As if we were going slow
The fella rolled down his window
And yelled for me to hear
"Hey buddy how do I get this car outa second gear?"
Submitted by: Fred Snider
Yo listen up
Here's the story
About an emo guy who lives in the underworld
And all day and all night and everything he sees
Is darkness no light, inside or outside
Hes got no friends or a dog
only a pistol and some emo treats
and everything he sees is doom
Life sucks how i wish i would die how i wiah i would die....
Yo listen up here's a story
About a little guy that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything he sees
Is just blue like him inside and outside
Blue his house with a blue little window
And a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and hisself
And everybody around
Cos he ain't got nobody to listen to
I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...
Submitted by: Chloe Alexander
When I was a young girl...erm I mean boy,
My father took me into the village,
to see the great plague.
He said son when you grow up,
would you be,
The saviour of the chicken,
The sauteed & the fried
He said wil you defeat them,
The plaguests & all the grim reapers
The plans that they have made
Becasue one day,
I'll leave you,
my fortune
of 39cents
to fight the great plague
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city,
To see a marching band.
He said son when you grow up,
Would you be,
The saviour of the broken,
The beaten & the dammed.
He said will you, defeat them,
The demons & all the non believers,
The plans that they have made.
bacause one day,
I'll leave you,
a phantom,
to lead you in the summer,
& join the black parade.
Submitted by: Optimus Lime
Styx's,
"Too Much Time On My Hands"
Kiss my ass with your face
Too much time on my hands
Submitted by: I Heard This In A Dream Long Ago - Honest!
Poo Poo Now
Gotta, get-get, gotta get-get
Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get get get get get get
Poopies Out, gotta get-those
Poopies Out, gotta get-those
Poopies Out, gotta get-those
Poopies Out, gotta get-those
Yo, I got that hit pot feel
You can get that butt overload
I got a stinky smell
I have gots to goooooo
That tummy’s upset
I’ve got to take a sit
I got that Poo Poo Now
How the butt feels, Poo Poo Now
I need to Poo Poo Now
Them foods jackin my rear
They try to stay in there
I got to take a sit now
I’m so constipate
And I’m out of toilet Pape’
I got that Poo Poo Now, gotta go get that poo poo out
Let me get it out
Poo Poo Now, gotta go, go
Poo Poo Now, gotta go, go
Poo Poo Now, gotta go, go
Poo Poo Now, gotta go, go
Let the Poop Out
Let the Poop Out
Let the Poop Out
Gotta get that [x3]
Gotta get that that that, that that
Boom boom boom (Gotta get that) [x4
]
Boom boom boom (Yeah) [x2]
Boom boom boom [x2]
[Will.i.am]
Yo
I got the hit that beat the block
You can get that bass overload
I got the that rock and roll
That future flow
That digital spit
Next level visual shit
I got that (Boom boom boom)
How the beat bang (Boom boom boom)
[Fergie]
I like that boom boom pow
Them chicken jackin’ my style
They try copy my swagger
I’m on that next shit now
I’m so 3008
You so 2000 and late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now
Boom boom boom (Gotta get that) [x4]
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Submitted by: Catherine Osborne
There is a Sun in our solar system
They call the rising house.
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising Sun.
Submitted by: Jacqui O'Day
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