Stewpid Made-Up Songs thread
I am a lone-some cowboy,
deep in outer space. Hun’ert thousand light years from the nearest familiar face. Aw struck out on a spaceship, feelin’ mighty bold. Now I’m out here whistlin’ way, in the interstellar cold. Yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee! Been all through this galaxy, felt like a grain of sand. Saw the stars an’ nebulae. I thought that they were grand. But what I would like most of all’s a little - human touch. Oh, my sweet heart darlin’ gal! I miss you, very much! Yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee! I am a lone-some cowboy, spinnin’ through the void. Gettin’ lost out here’s somthing I sure want to avoid. This cramped-up, tiny spaceship Is gettin’ pretty old. If I then knew the I that’s now, oh,the things I woulda told. Yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee, yodle-ay-hee! |
slippin through my mind
are the thins I left behind like the time we danced in that street in France oh, baby, it's all slippin oh, it's all started slippin awaaa-aaaa-aay oh, it's all slippin awaaa-aaaa-aay it's grippin in my mind the sight of your behind you shook it at the disco down that street in frisco now everythin is slippin just when we should grippin onto our love just keep on grippin onto my love *guitar solo* now everythin is slippin just when we should grippin onto our love just keep on grippin onto my love |
chorus
Sometimes I’m no better than a no-good scoundrel of a maaan (repeat 3x) Sometimes, I ask how yer doin’ an’ I don’t even listen when you talk. (repeat 2x) Sometimes, you’d be wishin’ I was limp, prone an’ outlined in white chalk. fiddle/instrumental bridge Sometimes I eat the last piece of pizza an’ I don’t even ask you if you’re full. (repeat 2x) If you think I’m friendly then your eyes must be itchin’ from that wool. chorus |
Traditional Dwarven Mining Song:
chorus: Gold! Repeat liberally |
My head hurts..
my head hurts.. my head hurts and I don't have any Advil why am I given to such pain why am I given no mercy my back aches.. my back aches.. my back aches and I don't have any Tylenol why am I given to such pain why am I given no mercy *harpsichord solo* [bridge] euphoria is a dream I remember pleasure no more _how _can _I _cope _how _can _I _hang _ON.. Oh! my ankle throbs.. my ankle throbs.. my ankly throbs and I don't have a hacksaw why am I given to such pain why am I given no mercy why am I given to such pain why am I given no mercy [repeat, fade to almost nothing, followed by a horrendous scream à la Howard Dean] |
coolarama, katzenjama
cool-coolara-hama, katzenjama coolarama katzenjama cooolarahahama katzenjama cooolarahahama katzenjama cooolarahahama katzenjama (repeat over and over until somebody smacks you) |
There's a pile of little foil wrappers
here upon the desk But a twinge of pain just started to crawl from the corner of my wrist There's a nondescript vacuum cleaner over 'gainst the wall And I wonder at the mundaneness of it all This is middle class life This is middle class life not much toil or struggle or sweat or really any kind of strife Chewing on the back of my mind is that report from NPR I heard it on the expressway driving home from work in my car It said the burden's on me'n my family thanks to tax cuts for rich So I guess it's time to get up in arms can I summon the will to bitch? This is middle class life This is middle class life Time for toil and struggle and sweat Time to stand up for my life |
I have no need for a hat
*blum blum* I HAVE no NEED for a HAT *blum blum* I have no need I have no need I have no need for a hat. I have no need for a hat so what do you think about that? I have no need I have no need I have no need for a hat. It’s hot and my hair is quite flat. I am not wearing my hat. I have no need, I have no need, I have no need for a hat. I am not wearing my hat do you have a problem with that? I have no need I have no need I have no need for a hat. … (and so on…) |
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CHICKENS
(The song Little Richard would just as soon forget he recorded) Chickens to the right of me! Chickens to the left! Chickens all around leaving me so depressed! (Chorus) Oh, baby! Woo-oo-oo oh, baby! Oh, chickens, Woncha go an' leave me alone! Chickens in the front yard, Chickens in the back! A chicken eatin' woman Is the only thing I lack! (Chorus) Gonna get a grill Gonna get a fryin' pan! Gonna eat them chickens and then poultry I will ban! (Chorus) |
(The song Greg Allman would just as soon forget he recorded)
Ain't got no arms, baby, Ain't got no legs down below! (Slide guitar) Oh, I ain't got no arms, baby, Ain't got no legs down below! (Slide guitar) When I go see my baby, now, Oh, Lawd, I'm movin' real slow! Lyin' here on the floor, baby, Don' know what I'm gonna do! (Slide guitar) Lyin' here on your floor, baby, Don' know what I'm gonna do! (Slide guitar) I got them low down, do nothin', Quadruple Amputee Blues! |
Donovan's first attempt.....
I'm just wild about acne Acne runs wild about me I'm just oozing gurgling zits Puss just runs out of me chorus They call me mellow yellow ......etc.... |
I am a drunken Irishman a long way from my home.
I am a drunken Irishman a long way from my home. I am a drunken Irishman a long way from my home. I am a drunken Irishman a long way from my home. (Button accordion solo) (Repeat until someone hands you a Guinness) |
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Yeah, and I'm trying to remember what is was about Glod... did Glod have a song? |
I’m amazed at all the many things I’ve learned.
It’s amazing, just how many things I’ve learned. Though I hardly know a thing, I have really learned to wing. It’s astounding, all those things that I have learned! I’m beguiled by all the places I have been. It’s beguiling, all the places I have been. Though I never rode a plane, I’ve had lettuce from Romaine It’s beguiling, all those places I have been. I’m surprised how many folks I’ve come to know. It’s surprising, all the folks I’ve come to know. Though I can’t recall a name, It’s surprising, just the same, All those scads and hordes of folks I’ve come to know. I regret that there are things I haven’t done. It’s regrettable, the things I’ve never done. All those things I’ve never seen, Places that I’ve never been. Well, I guess there isn’t much I haven’t done. I’m in wonder by the songs I’ve learned to sing. It is wonderful, the songs that I can sing. Though I may forget the words Da da da da da da derds It’s a wonder, all those songs I’ve learned to sing. |
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