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I don't see how the Insane Clown Posse song above was humerous. Is Violent J trying to say the word ******* more than Fred Durst did in Starfish?

[QUOTE]**** It All
[Violent J]
****. **** this ****.
**** givin it to me.

[Chorus:]
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Sya **** the world! (**** the world!)
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
**** em all! (**** em all!)

[Violent J]
**** you, **** me, **** us
**** Tom, **** Mary, **** Gus
**** Darius
**** the west coast, and **** everybody on the east
Eat **** and die, or **** off at least
**** pre-schoolers, **** rulers
Kings and Queens and gold jewelers
**** wine coolers
**** chickens, **** ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks, punk mother fucks
**** critics, **** your review
Even if you like me, **** you
**** your mom, **** your mom's momma
**** the Beastie Boys and the Dali Llama
**** the rain forest, **** a Forrest Gump
You probably like it in the rump
**** a shoe pump, **** the real deal and **** all the fakes
**** all fifty two states! Oooo, and **** you

[Chorus X 2]

[Violent J]
**** Oprah, **** opera, **** a soap opera
**** a pop locker and a cock blocker
**** your girlfriend, I probably did her already
**** Kyle and his brother Tom Petty, Jump Steady
My homie, **** him, what are you gonna do?
(**** that *****, **** you!) Yeah well **** you too
Don't bother tryin to analyze these rhymes
In this song I say **** ninety three times
**** the president, **** your welfare
**** your government and **** Fred Bear
**** Nugent, like anybody gives a ****
You like to hunt a lot, so ****** what?!
**** disco, Count of Monte Crisco
**** Cisco, and Jack and Jerry Brisco
And **** everyone who went down with the Titanic, in a panic
I'm like **** you, AHHHHH!!!!

[Chorus X 2]

[Violent J]
**** Celine Dion and **** Dionne Warwick
You both make me sick, suck my dick
**** the Berlin Wall, both sides of it
And **** Lyle Lovett, whoever the **** that is
**** everybody in the hemisphere
**** them across the world, and **** them right here
You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge in Delray on
Jefferson? **** HIM!
**** your idea, **** your gonnoreha
**** your diarrhea, Rocky Maivia
**** your wife, your homie did, he's ****** you
**** the police and the 5-0 too
**** Spin, Rolling Stone, and **** Vibe
**** everybody inside
Whoever's on the cover, **** his mother
**** your little brother's homie from around the way
And **** Violent J![/QUOTE]

Oh how damn Hilarious.
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Guest Heero yuy
my number one pick is all of the Trapped In The Closet songs by R.Kelly. They're so outright dumb, that it's funny to listen, and even better watching him singing.

Next one is kinda funny, just because...

And then there's GYM CLASS HEROS'-

"Taxi Driver"

I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab
She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab
Before she left she made a dashboard confessional
And spilled her guts in cursive but whats worse is
I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate
Oh my and in a funny way it irritates
So high but no chance
My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I imposed her like hey mercedes why the long face
Why you cryin? theres no need
Just put on this coheed and fallout
Boy meets girl jimmy eat world
But Schlep eats pills till hes all out
Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady
Mackin on brand new, but I had to
Bounce over to the postal service to
Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness
And all the way I saw planes that were mistooken for stars
She played games but she took em too far
At the drive in
Watching soft porn and you can tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin in the popcorn
I hop in my cab destination midtown
Just to get up with some kids that like to get down
I'd made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks
And I remember I seen her *** in early november
On a thursday takein back sunday for a refund
She shot a wink like no hard feelings
Then she jetted to brazil man them pills had me spun

This is the story of the year right here
This is hot water music
Put ya ramen into it
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[color=#333333]Wow, Noodle. I really enjoyed reading those lyrics. That was hillarious. ^^

Anyway, the song I chose is from a christian kid's television series called 'Veggie Tales'. In the middle of every episode they have a quick 3-5 minute song short called 'Silly Songs with Larry'. The songs they come up with are, for lack of a better word, interesting.

Here is the best one (re-done by Relient K, actually). It get's weirder as it goes along.[/color]

[quote][size=1]
[b]The Pirates That Don't Do Anything[/b]

We are the pirates that don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything,
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything.

Well I've never been to Greenland,
and I've never been to Denver,
and I've never buried treasure in ST Louie or ST Paul,
and I've never been to Moscow,
and I've never been to Tampa,
and I've never been to Boston in the fall.

We are the pirates that don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything,
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything.

And I've never hoist the main sail,
and I've never swabbed the poop deck,
and I've never veered starboard, cause I've never sailed at all,
and I've never walked the gang plank,
and I've never owned a parrot,
and I've never been to Boston in the fall.

We are the pirates that don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything,
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything.

I've never plucked a rooster,
and I am not too good at ping-pong,
and I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall,
and I've never kissed a chipmunk,
and I've never gotten head lice,
and I have never been to Boston in the fall.

"Pirate captains log 2002.
Who be this band Relient K,
and why they be so full of contradictions?"

We don't know what he did,
but we're down with Captain Kidd.
We don't wake up before lunch,
but we all eat Captain Crunch.
We don't smoke, we don't chew,
we watch Captain Kangaroo.

And I've never licked a spark-plug,
and I've never sniffed a stink bug,
and I've never painted Daisies on a big red rubber ball.
And I've never bathed in yogurt,
and I don't look good in leggings,
and I've never been to Boston in the fall...

We are the pirates that don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything,
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything.

We are the pirates that don't do anything.
We just stay at home, and lie around.
And if you ask us, to do anything,
we'll just tell you, we don't do anything.[/size][/quote][color=#333333]
Then of course there are all the songs from the Rocky Horror Picture Show. ^_~[/color]
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[COLOR=DarkRed]This here's a lil' diddy 'bout a place they called Dildo...

[I]Umm, so this is a song about newfoundland and we wrote it about the place names and all you have to know is that all the place names in this song are real place names that we found in an atlas,
E we can read!
Yeah, we can read!
Yeah, literacy!

Oh newfoundland, oh newfoundland, ya island in the sea
I love you oh so very much, I joined the ministry
To show you people ?round the rock when tourist season?s here
Although in my opinion it? s a gem throughout the year
Well if you?re one for swimming, don?t think it?s outta reach
You can go and take a dip along groswater beach
I know the name?s misleading, that?s quite a problem here
Instead let?s go to goobies and have ourselves a beer

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol? ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead?s mighty grand
Don?t let the names deceive you, newfoundland?s mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you?ve got the time

Well you can go to blow-me-down before it get?s to dark (gasp)
Oh sorry ma?am, I should have said, that?s our provincial park
There?s also whippet harbour, or maybe butter pot
Or maybe I?ll just hit the pub I?m feeling like a shot
Well you can sail on quidi vidi, or look at joe batt?s arm
There?s placentia and there?s cow head (mooo!), they?re so full of charm
Get married down in kilbride, have a party in hate bay
Or have some screech in fogo and forget about the day

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol? ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead?s mighty grand
Don?t let the names deceive you, newfoundland?s mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you?ve got the time
Okay, the drinkin? verse

*sing drunkenly here*

From woody point to come-by-chance to good ol? ferryland
Come take a look at gander, blackhead?s mighty grand
Don?t let the names deceive you, newfoundland?s mighty fine
So spend a night on dildo if you think you?ve got the time
So spend a night on dildo if you think you?ve got the time
So spend a night on dildo if you think you?ve got the time
Cod!
[/I]

The Arrogant Worms... love them dearly I do. Here's another song... great little tune about why Toronto blows.
[I]
here was an old farmer who lived on a rock,
He sat in the meadow just shaking his...

Fist at some boys who were down by the crick,
Their feet in the water their hands on their...

Marbles and playthings, and at half past four,
There came a young lady, she looked like a...

Pretty young creature, she sat on the grass,
She pulled up her dress and she showed them her...

Ruffles and laces and her white fluffy duck,
She said she was learning a new way to...

Bring up her children so they would not spit,
While the boys in the barnyard were shoveling...

Refuse and litter, from yesterday's hunt,
While the girl in the meadow was rubbing her...

Eyes at the fellow, down by the dock,
He looked like a guy with a sizable...

Home in the country with a big fence out front,
If he asked her politely, she'd show him her...

Little pet dog who was subject to fits,
And maybe she let him grab hold of her...

Small tender hands, with a movement so quick,
And then she'd bend over and suck on his...

Candy, so tasty, made of butter-scotch,
And then he'd spread whipped-cream all over her...

Cookies that she had left out on her shelf,
If you think this is dirty, you can go **** yourself!
[/I]

And because I'm bored... The last Saskatchewan Pirate, c'yarg!

[I]I used to be a farmer and I made a livin' fine
I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
But times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there
And bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no
"Hire you now?" they always laughed, "We just let twenty go!"
The government they promised me a measly little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum
Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone
I'm going to be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan....
Arrrrrgh!

Cause it's a Heave! Ho! Hay! Ho! Comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a Ho! Hay! Hi! Hay! Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well you'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large
But just the other day I found an unprotected barge
I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser
I rammed the ship and sank it and I stole their fertilizer
A bridge outside of Moosejaw spans a mighty river
Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are aquiver
'Cause they know that Tractor Jack is hiding in the bay
I'll jump the bridge and knock them cold and sail off with their hay

Cause it's a Heave! Ho! Hay! Ho! Comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a Ho! Hay! Hi! Hay! Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He'd follow on the shoreline but he didn't own a boat
But cutbacks were a comin' and the mountie lost his job
So now he's sailin' with me and we call him Salty Bob
A swingin' sword, a scull 'n' bones and pleasant company
I never pay my income tax and screw the G.S.T. (screw it!)
Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the sea
If you want to reach the Co-op, boy, you gotta get by me!

Cause it's a Heave! Ho! Hay! Ho! Comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a Ho! Hay! Hi! Hay! Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well pirate life's appealing but you don't just find it here
I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buccaneers
They roam the Athabaska from Smith to Fort McKay
You're gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way
Well winter is a comin' and a chill is in the breeze
My pirate days are over when the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in spring time, but now I have to go
I heard there's lots of plunderin' down in New Mexico

Cause it's a Heave! Ho! Hay! Ho! Comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a Ho! Hay! Hi! Hay! Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

[/I] [/color]
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[color=darkviolet] I was listening to the radio and Big and Rich;' s new song came on Here are the lyrics. I'll hi-lite the funny ones:

[b] BIg and Rich- Coming to your city[/b]

BIG & RICH LYRICS

Comin' To Your City


[Chorus:]
Well we're comin to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner
And if you wanna little bang in your ying yang come along

Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along the way
Then we rolled on into Kansas
[b]Scared the hell out of Marilyn Manson[/b]
And the party started happenin
Hey hey hey

Then in the middle of a Charleston night
We ran into Jessica White
And a little moonshine got us right plum smacked insane

[Chorus]

Well we broke down in greenville
In the middle of a hayfield
But a Bud Light truck pulled up and helped us out

So we then headed up to Philly
Partied down like real hillbillies
Brought the Music Mafia
And rocked it out

And Chipowas where we go
When we're up in Buffalo
[b]Don't you know those yankees drink enough to DROWN[/b]

[Chorus]

Listen up
Now LA's got the freaks
That brings them 50 dollar drinks
And San Antonio Was a wild wild rodeo

And then Phoenix, Arizona
We drank way too much Corona
And we woke up by the river
Just sittin cold

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah
We're comin to your city
We're gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner
And if you wanna little band in your ying yang
If you wanna little zing in your zang zang
If you wanna little ting in your tang tang
Come along, come along, come along, come along

Yeah, we're comin to your city

Actually the whole song is funny. I love those guys!

The Bride by Trick Pony is good too and so is there song I didn't


I like the Bride better so I'll post those:

"The Bride"

The day's finally here,
There's flowers everywhere.
The guests are waitin' with sweet anticipation.
As I look down the aisle,
The preacher stops an' smiles.
Church bells are ringin' an' the organ is playin'.
I'm so overcome that I could cry.
I'm so happy I'm not the bride.

She's such a pretty thing,
She don't know anythin'...
Ain't gonna tell her that she's outta her mind.
The preacher asks the question...
No, I got no objection.
I do, I do; I want him out of my life.
Throw the rice an' let those white doves fly...
Oh, happy day... I'm not the bride.

Eat some more cake,
Throw the bouquet,
Pass the champagne, it's time to celebrate.
I'm gonna dance this night away,
Whoa, whoa, yeah.

[Instrumental break]

The groom is gettin' loud,
His new wife starts to shout.
Oh, this is perfect, it can only get better.
They're fightin' in the car, off to a real good start.
His momma's cryin'. Aren't they lovely together?
They're drivin' away, we're wavin' goodbye.
Close call, relax, Amen, Hallelujah,
By the grace of God go I... I'm not the bride.
Well, I'm not the bride.

I'm free, I'm free, I'm free.
I'm not the bride.
Thank God!

Goodbye now.
Good luck girl.
You're gonna need it.
Ha, ha, ha.
Ta-ta.

Considering my current situation. This song is my favorite![/color]
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[COLOR=Purple]First I'd like to comment that whoever had the lyrics for Your Horoscope for today and Fall Out Boy, those were exactly the 2 songs I was going to say XD. The actual lyrics for the fall ou boy song are...

Am I more than you bargained for yet?
I've beeen dying to tell you anything you want to hear
cuz thats just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausuleum
I'm just a knot in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a sing

Drop a heart
Make a name
We're always sleeping in and sleeping
for the wrong team

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
wishing to be the friction in your jeans
isn't it messed up, how I'm just dying to be him?
I'm just a knot in your bedpost, but your just a line in a song

Drop a heart
Make a name
We're always sleeping in and sleeping
for the wrong team

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

down down

down down

down down

A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it[/COLOR]
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[QUOTE=Hug Monster]First I'd like to comment that whoever had the lyrics for Your Horoscope for today and Fall Out Boy, those were exactly the 2 songs I was going to say XD. The actual lyrics for the fall ou boy song are...

Am I more than you bargained for yet?
I've beeen dying to tell you anything you want to hear
cuz thats just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausuleum
I'm just a knot in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a sing

Drop a heart
Make a name
We're always sleeping in and sleeping
for the wrong team

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
wishing to be the friction in your jeans
isn't it messed up, how I'm just dying to be him?
I'm just a knot in your bedpost, but your just a line in a song

Drop a heart
Make a name
We're always sleeping in and sleeping
for the wrong team

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

down down

down down

down down

A loaded god complex cock it and pull it

We're going down down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin down swingin
Ill be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex cock it and pull it[/QUOTE]
Don't know how this song is funny, maybe the music video..

But when Petey wrote this song, like every song they have...

there all about how his exgirlfriend cheated on him..and I read, this song is from that inspiration as well.

Petey, you need to dance, dance.
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[COLOR=Purple]Weird Al's masterpiece and a half, Albequerke. Need I say more?

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single mornin
It wa driving me crazy

I said to my mom
I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

That's when I swore that someday
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Oh yeah
You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
Except for me
You know why?

'Cause I had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
It's OK, they're clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
And I turned on the SpectraVision
And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?
I say "Who is it?"
No answer
"Who is it?"
There's no answer
"WHO IS IT?"
They're not sayin' anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like "Tough"
And I'm like "Give it"
And he's like "Make me"
And I'm like "'Kay"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
Yes indeed, you better believe it
And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice
And you know what it said?
I'll tell you what it said

It said
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
I said "You got any apple fritters?"
He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
I said "You got any bear claws?"
He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
"No, we're outta bear claws"
I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
I said "OK, I'll take that"

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
(rabid gnawing sounds)
Oh man, they were just going nuts
They were tearin' me apart
You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
I believe it went a little something like this . . .

Doh
Get 'em off me
Get 'em off me
Oh
No, get 'em off, get 'em off
Oh, oh God, oh God
Oh, get 'em off me
Oh, oh God
Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like a constipated weiner dog
And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

That's when I knew it was true love
We were inseperable after that
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
The world was our burrito
So we got married and we bought us a house
And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
"I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
So we broke up and I never saw her again
But that's just the way things go

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin' upi for me
Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
I was gettin' a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

So I did

And then he gets all indignant on me
He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
Well, that's just great
How was I supposed to know that?
I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
So what's he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bit in three days
Well, I knew what he meant
But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
(screaming sounds)
You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK
Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I hate sauerkraut

That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandry
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
There's still a little place called

Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said "A" (A)
"L" (L)
"B" (B)
"U" (U)
"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque[/COLOR]
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The funniest one I've ever heard (other than any Monty Python, Rodney Carrington or Weird Al song) is probably from the "To live and die in Dixie" episode of Family guy:


Met her on my CB
Said her name was MiMi
Sounded like an angel come to earth (come to earth)
When I went to meet her
Man you should've seen her
Twice as tall as me
Three times the girth (giirrrth)
Oh my fat baby loves to eat (loves to eat)
A big ol' Buddah belly and her breasts swing past her feet (feet)
My fat baby loves to eeeeeeeeeat
My big ol' fat assed baby loves to eat.

I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON ME FINGERS!
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[font=verdana][color=royalblue][size=1]"I'm A Gangster" by Josh Groban

Lyrics:

[color=black]Don't player hate me, player hate somebody else
Yo, yo yo I'm a gangster
Where my dawgs at?
Bark with me if your my dog
Yo yo yo, I'm gonna give a shout out to all the player haters
(I don't like player haters)
If your a player hater don't player hate on me
(player hate somebody else)
I'm a gangster, I'm straight up
(straight up gangster, dude)
Grr I'm steamin' mad grr
I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G
The gangster life is the life for me
Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night
Being a gangster is hella tight
I walk around town with a stark erection, then gave your mom a yeast infection
I saw the police man and I punched him in the eye
To serve and protect, what a lie
I also don't like white people, you shouldn't too
And don't get me started about the jews
I'm a gangster
Grr I'm mad
I'm a gangster
My rhymes are bad
I'm a gangster
I'm iced out like a freezer
I'm a gangster
I don't listen to weezer
I dropped out of school at the age of 3
(why)
Cuz all the teachers tried to player hate on me
(oh)
My rhymes are cool just like doing cocaine
My rhymes are hot like a burning flame
Sisqo is my homie, he's a ganster too
Me and Sisqo are the leaders of the gangster crew
I like to be in jail and he likes to sing and dance
Some say we're the perfect match
(step off, step back, step away, step back, don't step forward, back, don't step forwards, step backwards, forwards don't step to me, do not step to me-eeee-eeh)
I'm giving a shout out to my homies in cell block 8
Being in jail sucks cuz you always have to masturbate
Except when a Jewish person goes to jail all my homies cheer
They will make minced meat out of his rear
Ben Petty helped me make the gangster beat to this song
I shot him in the face cuz he looked at me wrong
I'm a gangster
I drop bombs like Heroshima
I'm a gangster
***** suck on my wiener
I'm a gangster
I drive a cool car
I'm a gangster
I smoke weed in a cigar
Yo my gangster flow
Yo, yo yo yo
I'm rolling on dubs iced out like hockey
My friend got kicked out of Japan for drinking all the saukki
What a *****
Gimmie head, hoe
What's up to my dawgs
Yo yo yo
They play my song on the radio all day long
So everyone can hear my gangster song
Nobody thought I'd blow up like a firestone tire
Oh there's no beat left
(shooting)
Die, Die evil Santa Clause
no i don't wanna do accapello
i like to slap bitches
i like to slap hoes... [/color]

This is one cray funny song... And by Josh Groban? Wow...[/size][/color][/font]
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[COLOR=DarkOrchid][B]I was randomly watching AMVs, and I found one with the song from Cowboy Bebop called 'Chicken Bone'[/B]

(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)

I like, you like, he likes, she likes chicken bone...
Everyone loves like a crazy chicken bone...
My dog, my cat, my mouse want chicken bone...
I left my head over the chicken bone...

(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...) (Heh heh...Destroy!)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)

Dreamin' dreamin' dreamin' of this chicken bone...
Crazy crazy crazy 'bout the chicken bone...
Happy happy happy with the chicken bone...
From this spot and all my heart is chicken bone...

Roast it well with cajun sauce,
together, together...Oohh...
Long as they don't throw it away...
Bake it with asian sauce,
together, together...Oohh...
It is good for your healthy life,
Baby it's true...
Coz when you love it to the bone,
Woah...Bone...

(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...) Chicken bone... (chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...) Chicken bone... (chicken bone...)
(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)

I'd love to go just like a Chicken bone...
I'm really moved by the chicken bone...
The more you eat, the more you'll be the chicken bone...
I left my head over the chicken bone...

bahdeahdeeahdeeah...bahdeahdeeahdeeah...
bahdeahdeeahdeeah...bahdeahdeeahdeeah...
bahdeahdeeahdeeah...bahdeahdeeahdeeah... (Heh heh...Destroy!)
bahdeahdeeahdeeah...bahdeahdeeahdeeah...

Dreamin' dreamin' dreamin' of this chicken bone... (Proceed with the operation)
Crazy crazy crazy 'bout the chicken bone...
Happy happy happy with the chicken bone...
From this spot and all my heart is chicken bone...

Roast it well with cajun sauce,
together, together...Oohh...
Long as they don't throw it away...
Bake it with asian sauce,
together, together...Oohh...
It is good for your healthy life,
Baby it's true...
Coz when you love it to the bone,
Woah...Bone...

(Chicken bone...chicken bone...)
repeat/fade

[B]What I want to know, why in the world are these people talking about chicken bone?! I never watched Cowboy Bebop, but I read the manga. What I want to know is if someone was cooking chicken as this song played in the background?![/B][/COLOR]
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[COLOR=Purple]Al the songs by GWAR are fairly humourous, so Ill post one of them mostly because I already have it on my clipboard XD.

[SIZE=4]BRING BACK THE BOMB[/SIZE]

Hiroshima, A shadow burned in time
Nagasaki, naked baby melts alive
Burnt flesh and rubble from sea to dead shore
Such a hideous theatre of war
But that was the end--Why?
There are so many more that must die
Is that not part of the plan?
I must use the nukes
I can't kill you all with my hands

Hydrogen bomb, new signs of doom
Thermo-nuclear, neutron bomb too...
You say these devices must never be used
I say you're mistaken, let's get to the fuse

Bring--Bring back the bomb
This is state policy, "by other means"
Your life ends in terror, this is now decreed
This is the twisting of bloody steel beams
The bomb blows air backwards, there's no time to scream
When they tested the A-bomb, they had a real fear
The blast will destroy your sweet atmosphere
But far more important as power increases
Was wasting the planet in well-ordered pieces

Bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring--bring--bring back the bomb

Bring back the bomb
It's been far too long
Sumon the brazen war chariot
Bring back the bomb
what makes it so wrong?
Release the beast, you can't bury it

Hoi
Hrup [8x]

Why should the fire be shared with so few?
Let bombs explode, 'cause that's what they do
Nuke Mecca, New York, the Vatican too
Give me a bomb, I'll drop it on you
Why stop at only two?
You showed the world just what it can do
What a waste not to destroy
Come play at war, man, and bring your best toy

Who gives a **** about a nuclear war?
Let bombs explode, because that's what they're for
Last minute warning, the sirens they sing
Chaos, the reason, death, what we bring

Humans now look to the sky!
You worship missiles, yet they know no side
I guess it was all a lie
So grab *** with both hands, it's your turn to die

Die--it's your turn to die [x2]
Lies--they killed you with lies
Die, human, die

And while we're at it, let's go nuke Tibet
Let's vaporize the oceans with glee
Saving the whales an agenda for some
Nuking them sits well with me
Bring back the bomb
They know not what they do
Bring--bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring-bring--bring back the bomb
Bring back the bomb
They know not what they do
Bring--bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring--bring--bring back the bomb

Bring back the bomb it's been far too long
Summon the brazen war chariot
Bring back the bomb
What makes it so wrong?
Release the beast, you can't bury it
Hoi!
What makes it so wrong?[/COLOR]
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Hold on a minute now. That Gwar song is not funny at all. Actually it is more morbid and I hope you seriously don't find it funny. I hope they are no victims of war reading this right now.

Now this is funny. Anyone that knows the sone "American Pie" sing along...

The Jedi Song by Weird Al Yankovic

A long, long time ago,
In a galaxy far away,
Naboo was under an attack.

And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn,
Could talk the Federation in
to maybe cutting them a little slack.

But their response, it didn't thrill us,
They locked the doors and tried to kill us.
But we escaped from that gas,
And met Jar Jar and Boss Nass.

We took a Bongo from the scene,
And we went to Theed to see the Queen.
We all wound up on Tatoonine,
That's where we found this boy.

Chourus: Oh my, my
This here Anakin guy.
May be Vader,
Some day later,
Now he's just a small fry.
He left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye,
Saying 'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi,
Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi!'

Did you know this junkyard slave
isn't even old enough to shave,
but he can use the force, they say.
Oh, did you see him hittin on the Queen?
Though he's just nine and she's fourteen.
Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her, some day.

Well, I know he built C-3PO,
And I heard how fast his pod can go.
And we were broke, it's true,
So we made a wager or two.

Well, he was a pre-pubescent flyin' ace.
And the minute Jabba started off that race,
I knew who'd win first place,
Oh yeah, it was our boy!

We started singing:
Oh my, my
This here Anakin guy.
May be Vader,
Some day later,
Now he's just a small fry.
He left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye,
Saying 'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi,
Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi!'

Well, we finally got to Coruscant,
The Jedi council, we knew would want
To see how good the boy could be.
So we took him there and told a tale,
How his midi-chlorions were off the scale,
and he might fullfill that prophecy.

Oh, the council was impressed, of course,
Could he bring balance to the force?
They interviewed the kid,
Oh, training they forbid!

Because, Yoda sensed in him much fear
And Qui-Gon said, now listen here!
Just stick in your pointy ear,
I still, will train the boy!

He was singing:
Oh my, my
This here Anakin guy.
May be Vader,
Some day later,
Now he's just a small fry.
He left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye,
Saying 'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi,
Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi!'

We caught a ride back to Naboo,
Coz Queen Amidala wanted too,
I frankly would've liked to stay.
We all fought in that epic war,
And it wasn't long at all before,
Little hot-shot flew his plane and saved the day.

And in the end some Gungans died.
Some ships blew up
And some pilots fried.
A lot of folks were croakin',
The battle droids were broken!

And the Jedi I admire most,
Met up with Darth Maul, and now he's toast
I'm still here, and he's a ghost
I guess, I'll train the boy.

And I was singing:
Oh my, my
This here Anakin guy.
May be Vader,
Some day later,
Now he's just a small fry.
He left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye,
Saying
'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi,
Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi!'

We were singing:
Oh my, my
This here Anakin guy.
May be Vader,
Some day later,
Now he's just a small fry.
He left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye,
Saying
'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi
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I've found the lyrics to a classic song by an Australian Comedian called John Saffron which was made for one of his shows "John Saffrons- Musical Jamboree" called Jew Town. It is offensive to people but it isn't full on insulting Jews just using thm for humour.

Verse 1
People often ask me
What's that cap up on your skull
I say the bible said to put one there
So I won't got to hell

And people step up to me
And they tell me 'Eat this pig'
But if the hooves aren't split,
Then it ain't legit
And that's how I choose to live

In a world of non-believers
Who drive on Saturday
Don't forget,
It's our day of rest
So when they ride past just look away

I'm not some big old Rabbi
In a black hat and a gown
But we are the youth
We can make a change
It's time to get on down

Chorus
I'm going down down down
Down to Jew'Town
What I gotta do now
Get down to Jew'Town

Verse 2
People frount and ask me
Why you read from right to left?
I say it's not that complicated
It's the Hebrew alphabet

And Christians want to ask me
How you different from our people?
I say I like Bible number one
But I will not touch the sequel

In this crazy mixed up world
Where sin is all the rage
You gotta take that Torah off the shelf
And read every page

Take what you learn in Synagogue
And spread the word down town
We're Jews from the streets
And we're kicking out beats
And it's time to get on down

Chorus
I'm going down down down
Down to Jew'Town

(On passover week
be carefull with wheat)

Down down down
Down to Jew'Town

(It's bread unleavened
Twenty-four seven)

Down down down, down to Jew'Town
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[COLOR=#004a6f]I haven't heard very many funny songs because I listen to classical music more. But I like [B]Trigger Happy[/B]

[U]Weird Al Yankovic - Trigger Happy Lyrics[/U]

[I]Got an ak-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There?s no feeling any greater
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I?m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Well, you can?t take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the commies attack us tonight
I?ll blow their brains out with my smith and wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I?m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(oh yeah, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh I?m so) trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I?m gonna have to blow you away

Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed nazi again
Now why?d you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, dad
You know, I?m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

Oh, I still haven?t figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We?ll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I?m so trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(oh yeah, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh I?m so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I?m gonna have to blow you away

Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We?ll all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves

Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I?m prayin? somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I?m trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(oh yeah, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, I?m)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
(oh I?m so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I?m trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I?m gonna have to blow you away[/I]

Yeah I know it's not funny in a way because it endorses gun violence.


I also like the choir song, [B]The Twelve Days After Christmas[/B]

[U]Lyrics[/U]
[I]The first day after Christmas
My true love and I had a fight
And so I chopped the pear tree down
And burnt it, just for spite
Then with a single cartridge
I shot that blasted partridge
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The second day after Christmas
I pulled on the old rubber gloves
And very gently wrung the necks
Of both the turtle doves
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

On the third day after Christmas
My mother caught the croup
I had to use the three French hens
To make some chicken soup

The four calling birds were a big mistake
For their language was obscene
The five golden rings were completely fake
And turned my fingers green.

The sixth day after Christmas
The six laying geese wouldn't lay
So I sent the whole darn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A.

On the seventh day, what a mess I found
The seven swans-a-swimming all had drowned
(I think there's a "my true love gave to me" in here somewhere)

The eighth day after Christmas
Before they could suspect
I bundled up the
Eight maids-a-milking
Nine ladies dancing
Ten lords-a-leaping
Eleven pipers piping
Twelve drummers drumming - well, actually I kept one of the drummers -
And sent them back collect

I wrote my true love
"We are through, love!"
And I said in so many words
"Furthermore, your Christmas gifts
Were for the (Soprani) Birds!"

(Everyone else) Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree!"[/I]


There's a version sung by "Gotcha!", which is a barbershop quartet.[/COLOR]
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Here are some very weird and trippy lyrics. The band is King Missile and the song is Metanoia.

Bassinets, clarinets,Proletarian chariots
Polyunsaturated cinemaplexi-Glass cathedrals
Anxious daffodils Falling off the window sill But better still a sleeping pill L-tryptophan's illegal
Squirming, unlearning Swirling in a cloud of unknowing
Silence, violence Swirling in a cloud of unknowing
Hellacool swimming pools Corporate tools vestibules
Herring bones monotones Macrocosmic snowcones
Stroking the ego Wrapping it up in swaddling clothes Anointing it with aluminum foil
Squirming, unlearning Twirling in a clowd of unknowing
Silence, Violence Twirling in a clowd of unknowing
Aluminum siding salesmen Drowning in a sea of alliteration
Relentlessly searching for Non existent clarity Big fat bluffin' anguished muffin
Bad Brain H.R. Puffinstuffin Dirty socks, Onobox Goldilox and cream cheese
Drunken boat billy goat Trapped in Annette Funnicello Full of fish and roses and the posies
Squirming, unlearning Pudding in a cloud of unknowing Silence, Violence Pudding in a cloud of unknowing
Quantum Plumbing, the pineal gland The sixth chakra, the seventh seal
Enveloping pelicans pecking at the crumbs Of enlightenment Retrograde planets plunging into the arms of America
Another song by King Missile you should check out is Detachable P***s.
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Maybe we should lay off of using Weird Al as much for this topic, I know he is awesome at parodising songs but jeesh. Anyway, I'm going to used a talented person in his own rights
It's non-other that Richard Cheese and Lounge against the Machine who peform Jazz versions of songs which don't suit the Jazz style.
Just have a listen to their cover of Chop Suey or Down with the Sickness and you'll see how funny it is to listen to.


Here is the Star Wars Phantom Medley which is a good laugh by Richard Cheese and L.A.T.M.

Well A long time ago in a galaxy far far away
This guy in black was on the track of the rebels led by Leia
Hey! Luke Skywalker, they fried your uncle and aunt
So he left Tatooine with light saber in his pants

You can bet I wanna be a jedi, there is no try only a do

Use use use the force, trust me Luke its neato
Listen to Ben, he'll tell you when to launch your torpido

It's a ship that is flown by that Indiana Jones
And the Falcon goes flying along

He is Darth Vador, he's a Jedi hater,
He dies much later, in Episode 6

Obi Wan Kenobi, all covered in brown,
He may cut your arm off, if you screw around

Ba la la la la la bamba, he's the bounty hunter
After Han under that armor he's got nuthin on

Jar Jar Binks, Jar Jar Binks, his floppy ears are giant
They rendered him with a Pentium lets hope he's watchin can't complyin

Watch Pod Races in heat, Kaboom, Kaboom
Anakin needs a booster seat oh the Tatooine day

They'll be flying around Naboo when they come
They'll be fightin' Battle Droids of the federation
Hey those light saber sounds just like electric razors
They'll be flyin' around Naboo when they...

Come all ye forceful, join the team ancient speeder

Queen Amidala, Amidala, Amidala
She's a hott tamala, Natalie marry me

Shut-up the movie has begun



PS: I hope people noticed the joke of a name which he goes by.
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[color=darkviolet]I found my Trick Pony CD! Their new one: RIDE. They have some great songs on there Ain't Wastin' Good Whiskey on you, I Didn't, The Bride and this one right here:

[center][b][u]Hillbilly Rich[/u][/b][/center]

Here's a story 'bout the under-dog.
One dollar, five digits an a piebald.
A hundred million bucks ridin' on that ticket.
Here's what happens when a redneck hits it.
Kick it!.

He jumped up an' he tore off his Texaco shirt.
He didn't give a notice, just walked off work.
Ran straight to the bank to collect his money:
Says: "I'll take it in cash an' nothin' bigger than a twenty."

Now the kinfolks say: "Man, it don't make sense.
"He's still livin' with his Mamma but he won't pay rent.
"He got a high definition television in his trailer.
"He's rigs in the trunk for stealin' cable from his neighbour."
Oh yeah.

Well, he's hillbilly rich.
Hillbilly rich.
Just a poor boy livin' out in the sticks.
Well, look at him now, he's hillbilly rich.

Now the farmer scracthed his head an' said: "You must be kiddin'."
When his tractor's standin' still but the revs a-keep a-spinnin'.
He got the front end bouncin' from the air-suspension,
A few tees in the bags in case he once a-wants fishin'.

That's hillbilly rich.
Hillbilly rich.
Just a poor boy livin' out in the sticks.
Well, look at him now, man, he's hillbilly rich.

Well, he's hillbilly rich.
Hillbilly rich.
Just a poor boy livin' out in the sticks.
Well, look at him now, man he's hillbilly rich.

Hillbilly rich.
Hillbilly rich.
That boy's hillbilly rich.
Hillbilly.

Did I mention, dune dogs, shotguns, an' tree stands.
I wanna shoot something.
Boon doggy.

If the song isn't funny to you, you have no since of humor.

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Guest SatansRightHand
I don't know if this song was mention but

Breakfast In America Lyrics
by Supertramp

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo across the water
Like to see America
See the girls in California
I'm hoping it's going to come true
But there's not a lot I can do

Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, Mummy dear
They got to have 'em in Texas
Cos everyone's a millionaire

I'm a winner, I'm a sinner
Do you want my autograph
I'm a loser, what a joker
I'm playing my jokes upon you
While there's nothing better to do

Don't you look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo cross the water
Like to see America
See the girls in California
I'm hoping it's going to come true
But there's not a lot I can do

its better if you hear it
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