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A Day in the Life of Michael Jackson (parody of "A Day in the Life")
(Working Class Hero/ Bertone
Beatle)
I saw the news today oh boy
About a scary man who touched some kids
And though the news wasn’t that sad
Well
I just had to gasp
I saw his photograph
He blew his nose right off his face
He didn’t notice that his skin
had changed
A crowd of kids came to his ranch
They’d slept with him before
Nobody was really sure if he slept
on the bed or floor
I saw his film today oh boy
Mr. Jackson danced around the floor
A crowd of people stood in
awe
But I just couldn’t look
When he grabbed his crotch
He loves to turn kids on
Woke up
Crawled
out of bed
Attached a nose onto his face
Found his way outside, and rode the rides
And looking up, he noticed they
were late
Found a note, and then wrote back
Left his ranch in seconds flat
Made his way back home in a private jet
And
somebody spoke, as they put him into cuffs
*break*
I saw the news today oh boy
The prosecution had just won
the case
And though the judge was rather small
He had to make the call
Now they know how many years he’ll spend
locked in the prison hall
He loves to turn kids on
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The Continuing Story of Desmond and Molly (parody of "Obla-Di, Obla-Da")
(ogen)
Desmond bought
a cardboard box from Real Estate
Molly is a hooker on the street
Desmond says to Molly “Do you like this place?”
And
Molly roars and socks him in the face
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this
song
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long,
Everybody hates this song
Desmond walks around
and meets another whore
Pays her in 2cent Golden Rings
Takes her back to Molly, lying naked on the floor
And as he
gives “it” to her, he begins to cling
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody
hates this song
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this song
In a couple
of years little boxes are still their homes
With a couple of rats running on the top
While Desmond and Molly moan
Living
brokenhearted in their hobo place
Desmond lets the rats lend a hand
Molly is staring out into space
As poor molly
is run over by a van
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this song
Come
a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this song
In a couple of years little boxes
are still their homes
With a couple of rats running on the top
While Desmond weeps and moans (ha ha ha ha)
Living
brokenhearted in his hobo place
Desmond lets the rats eat her hand
Desmond is staring out into space
As poor Desmond
is run over by a van
Come a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this song
Come
a long, hate this song
It’s too damn long
Everybody hates this song
And if you want some fun
Listen
to a different song
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