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Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #76

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#76

The Brady Bunch

Title: “The Brady Bunch”

Written:  Ivan Doroschuk/Sherwood Schwartz/Frank De Vol/Al Yankovic

Album: “Weird Al” Yankovic In 3D

Released: 1984

Parody: “The Safety Dance” by Men Without Hats

Style: Synth-pop/new wave

Here is another song where Al dives into television, including the actual lyrics from The Brady Bunch TV show. Parodying the popular one-hit wonder, “The Safety Dance,” Al showed his versitality.

Lyrics

You can watch Mr. Rogers, you can watch Three’s Company
And you can turn on Fame or The Newlywed Game
Or The Addams Family
I say, you can watch Barney Miller, and you can watch your MTV
And you can watch ’til your eyes fall out of your head
That’ll be okay with me
And you can watch (TV!)

You can watch Johnny Carson you can watch Phil Donahue
And you can use TV Guide to help you decide with a capsulized review
Say, you can watch 60 Minutes, even Captain Kangaroo
But there’s only one set, so whatever you watch
Well, you know I gotta watch it too

Say, give it up, give it up
Television’s taking its toll
That’s enough, that’s enough
Gimme the remote control
I’ve been nice, I’ve been good
Please don’t do this to me

Turn it off, turn it off
I don’t want to have to see The Brady Bunch
Not The Brady Bunch
Well, The Brady Bunch
Yeah, The Brady Bunch

It’s the story of a lovely lady
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother
The youngest one in curls
It’s a story of a man named Brady
Who was busy with three boys of his own
They were four men living all together
Yeah, but they were all alone

Until the one day, one day
When the lady met the fellow
And they knew, and they knew
It was much more than a hunch
That the group
This group must somehow form a family
That’s the way, that’s the way
That’s the way they all became The Brady Bunch

Well, The Brady Bunch
Yeah, The Brady Bunch
Well, The Brady Bunch
Oh, it’s The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch
Oh, The Brady Bunch, yeah

Oh, The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
Well, it’s The Brady Bunch
It’s The Brady Bunch

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #77

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Inactive

Title: “Inactive”

Written: Dan Reynolds/Wayne Sermon/Ben McKee/Daniel Platzman/Alex da Kid/Josh Mosser/Al Yankovic.

Album: Mandatory Fun

Release: 2014

Parody: “Radioactive” by Imagine Dragons

This song really spoke to me…. especially that line that says I can’t reach the remote control…

Lyrics

I’m waking up, in Cheeto dust
My belly’s covered with pizza crust
I’m using my inhaler now
I’m out of shape, fattening up
I’m sipping Coke from a Solo Cup
Donut crumbs are upon my lips, whoa

The TV’s on, I really hate this show
I can’t reach my remote control
Welcome to my new place, to my new place
Sorry it’s a cramped space, but it’s my place
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, I’m so inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, highly inactive

My muscle’s gone, I’m atrophied
Always lose my fight with gravity
I rest my bones, and just chillax, whoa
My NordicTrack’s collecting dust
And my StairMaster’s a pile of rust
This is it, The Inertia, whoa

I can’t get up, this couch is part of me
I’m growing cobwebs on my knee
Pretty sad for my age, sad for my age
I could break my rib cage, here is my age
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, yes, quite inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, not very active

Near comatose, no exercise
Don’t tag my toe, I’m still alive

I’m giving up, my energy is shot
I’m never moving from this spot
Never move from this place, move from this place
I’ll stay here in this place, right in this place
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, just so inactive
Whoa oh, whoa I’m, really inactive, not so attractive

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #78

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Grapefruit Diet

Title: “Grapefruit Diet”

Written: Steve Perry/Al Yankovic

Album: Running With Scissors

Released: 1999

Parody: “Zoot Suit Riot” by Cherry Poppin’ Daddies

Style: Ska-Swing/Big band

Lyrics

Who’s that waddlin’ down the street?
It’s just me, ’cause I love to eat
Fudge and Twinkies and deviled ham
Who’s real flabby? Yes, I am!
Every picture of me’s
Gotta be an aerial view
Now my doctor tells me
There’s just one thing left to do

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Throw out the pizza and beer
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Oh, get those jelly donuts out of here
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Might seem a little severe
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
I’m gettin’ tired of my big fat rear
Blow, fatty!

Well, I used to live on chocolate sauce
Made sumo wrestlers look like Kate Moss
Walked down an alley and I got stuck
I got more rolls than a pastry truck
When I’m all done eating
I eat a little more
When I leave a room
First I gotta grease the door

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Can’t have another éclair
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
I gotta decrease my derriere

I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet

No more pie now
No more créme brulee
Lay off the gravy
And souffle
No french fri-yi-yies now
No ice cream parfait
Mr. Cheese Nacho
Stay away

Oh, I think I’d sell my soul
For a triple patty melt
But I need a boomerang
When I put on my belt

Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Lay off the 3 Musketeers
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Until my big booty disappears
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
Eat ’em till they’re comin’ out of my ears
Grapefruit Diet (Diet!)
‘Cause I haven’t seen my feet in years

I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet
I’m on a Grapefruit Diet

I think I’m about ready for a Quarter Pounder with extra cheese
I need a side order of onion rings
And don’t forget to Super-Size that
Yeah

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #79

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Harvey the Wonder Hamster

Title: “Harvey the Wonder Hamster”

Written: Al Yankovic

Album: Alapalooza

Style: March

The shortest song of the countdown, Harvey the Wonder Hamster is a song written for the Weird Al Show and the character of Harvey, who was Al’s pet but also appeared as an anthropomorphic hamster sidekick of the town’s crimefighter, Fatman.

Lyrics

Oh, Harvey, Harvey
Harvey the wonder hamster
He doesn’t bite and he doesn’t squeal
He just runs around on his hamster wheel

Harvey, Harvey
Harvey the wonder hamster
Hey, Harvey!

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #80

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George of the Jungle

Title: “George of the Jungle”

Written: Stan Worth and Sheldon Allman and Marc Shaiman

Album: Dare to Be Stupid

Released: 1985

Genre: TV Theme Songs

Weird Al rerecorded the theme for the 1967 cartoon George of the Jungle for his Dare to Be Stupid album. His version of the theme was included in the 1997 live-action movie of the same name. This will be one of the few songs in this top 100 that Weird Al did not write or at least contribute to himself.

Lyrics

George, George, George of the jungle
Strong as he can be
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree

George, George, George of the jungle
Lives a life that’s free
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree

When he gets in scrapes
When he makes his escapes
With the help of his friend
An ape named Ape

Then away he’ll schlep
On his elephant Shep
While Fella and Ursula
Stay in step with

George, George, George of the jungle
Friend to you and me
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree
Watch out for that (Ahhh) (Oooh) tree
George, George, George of the Jungle
Friend to you and me

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #81

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Bohemian Polka

Title: “Bohemian Polka”

Written: Freddie Mercury/Al Yankovic

Album: Alapalooza

Release: 1993

Genre: Polka/Comedy

Bohemian Polka is the only polka Al ever put together for an album that was just a cover of a single song, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. I can remember the shock when first playing the song and seeing how the polka would not feature a group of songs from a variety of artists.

Lyrics

Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
‘Cause I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me
To me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye everybody – I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a mam
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning – very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo figaro – Magnifico… Hey! Hey! Hey!
I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go – let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go – let him go
No, no, no, no, no no no no no!

Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me
For me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby – Can’t do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out – just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows – Hey!

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #82

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Taco Grande

Title: “Taco Grande”

Written: Warren / Mejia / Yankovic / Soy / Slezynger

Album: Off the Deep End

Released: 1992

Parody: “Rico Suave” by Gerardo

Style: Latin Rap/Comedy

A good example of a song that I did not remember as a parody, since the original song was so easily forgotten.

Lyrics

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

Yo quiero chimichangas y chile colorado
Yo tengo el dinero para un steak picado
Las flautas y tamales, siempre muy bueno
Y el chile relleno

You see, I just gotta have a tostada, carne asada
That’s right, I want the whole enchilada
My only addiction has to do with a flour tortilla
I need a quesadilla

I love to stuff my face with tacos al carbón
With my friends, or when I’m all alone
Yo tengo mucho hambre y ahora lo quiero
Un burrito ranchero

So give me something spicy and hot, now
Break out the menu, what you got, now?
Oh, would you tell the waiter I’d like to have sour cream on the side
You better make sure the beans are refried

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

Well, there’s not a taco big enough for a man like me
That’s why I order two or three
Let me give you a tip, just try a nacho chip
It’s really good with bean dip

I eat uno, dos, tres, cuatro burritos
Pretty soon I can’t fit in my Speedos
Well, I hope they feed us lots of chicken fajitas
And a pitcher of margaritas

Well, the combination plates all come with beans and rice
The taquitos here are very nice
Now I’m down on my knees, we need some extra tomatoes and cheese
And could you make that separate checks, please?

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

“Buenos noches, señor. bienvenido a Enrico’s Casa de Salsa
Tenemos muchos platos muy sabrosos
Si puedo recomendar el ardiente pollo al infierno muy delicioso
Sus ojos se quemarán, su estomago estará en fuego
Se quedarán en el baño por una semana
Entiendes lo que digo gringo estúpido tonto?”

Well, the food is coming, I can hardly wait
Now watch your fingers, careful hot plate!
What you think you’re doing with my chile con queso?
Well, if you want some, just say so

Oh boy, pico de gallo
They sure don’t make it like this in Ohio
No gracias, yo quiero jalepeños, nada más
You can toss away the hot sauce

¿Dónde están los nachos? Holy frijole!
You better get me a bowl of guacamole
¿Y usted, Eugene? Why’s your face turning green?
Don’t you like pinto bean?

You want some more cinnamon crispas?
If you don’t, hasta la vista
Just take the rest home in a doggie bag if you wanna
You can finish it mañana

Well, it’s been a pleasure, I can’t eat no more
Señor, la cuenta, por favor
If you ain’t tried real Mexican cooking, well, you oughta
Just don’t drink the water

Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande
Taco
Grande

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #83

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Theme from Rocky XIII (The Rye or the Kaiser)

Title: “Theme from Rocky XIII (The Rye or the Kaiser)”

Album: Weird Al Yankovic In 3D

Release: 1982

Written:  Jim Peterik/Frankie Sullivan/Al Yankovic

Parody: “The Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor

Style: Rock/Movie Songs

One of the more unknown Al parodies from his second major album. This is one of the early songs to show how clever Al could be with his lyrics and yet one more song that he wrote involving food.

Lyrics

Fat and weak, what a disgrace
Guess the champ got too lazy
Ain’t gonna fly now, he’s just takin’ up space
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain

But he’s no bum, he works down the street
He bought the neighborhood deli
Back on his feet, now he’s choppin’ up meat
Come inside, maybe you’ll hear him say

Try the rye or the kaiser
They’re on special tonight
If you want, you can have an appetizer
You might like our salami, and the liver’s all right
And they’d really go well with the rye
Or the kaiser

Never eats while on the job
He heard it’s good to stay hungry
But he makes a pretty mean shish kabob
Have a taste, they were made fresh today

Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white
Maybe I can suggest an appetizer
Stay away from the tuna, it smells funny tonight
But you just can’t go wrong with the rye
Or the kaiser

So today, his deli comes first
Still he dreams of his past days of glory
Goes in the back and beats up on the liverwurst
All the while you can still hear him say

It’s the rye or the kaiser, it’s the thrill of one bite
Let me please be your catering advisor
If you want substitutions, I won’t put up a fight
You can have your roast beef on the rye
Or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

The rye or the kaiser

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #84

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The White Stuff

Title: “The White Stuff”

Album: Off the Deep End

Release: 1992

Parody: “You Got It (The Right Stuff)” by New Kids on the Block. 

Written: Maurice Starr/Al Yankovic

Style: Pop/Boy Band

There have been plenty of original songs that Weird Al parodied that I have either did not like or did not know. You Got It (The Right Stuff) is a perfect example of a song that I disliked that Weird Al made better with his parody.

And what can be a better topic for a song than the white stuff in an Oreo cookie?

Lyrics

The white stuff
The white stuff

The first one was a sweet one
Second one was a blast
Soon I finished off the bag, ate ’em up real fast
You can see ’em in my teeth
Tell it when I talk
Had so many my pancreas just went into shock

I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an Oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
It’s the most delicious thing I know

I’ve had a zillion or two
In my life, they’re so right
My teeth are all rotted clear through
But who cares? What else am I supposed to do?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
What’s in the middle? The white stuff

The first time that I tried it
Got a big sugar buzz
Nothing gets me high as that sandwhich cookie does
But I love the filling most
I rub it on my roast
Mix it in with my coffee and spread it on my toast

I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an Oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
Take some with me everywhere I go

Might get a pimple or two
Well, so what? It’s all right
Now Twinkies and Ding Dongs won’t do
All I need… You know what it is

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Oreo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the white stuff
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oreo
What’s in the middle? The white stuff

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #85

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Money for Nothing/Beverly Hillbillies*

Title: “Money for Nothing/Beverly Hillbillies*”

Written: Mark Knopfler/Paul Henning/Al Yankovic/Gordon Matthew Sumner

Album: UHF

Released: 1989

Parody: Money for Nothing by Dire Straits

Style: hard rock/synch

Fact: Dire Straits members Mark Knopfler (guitar) and Guy Fletcher (synthesizer) played on the track.

Coming from the UHF Soundtrack, this song was another time when Al Yankovic parodied a TV with the song that he was writing. Mark Knopfler said that Al could do the parody if he could play on the track.

Lyrics

Beverly

Beverly Hillbillies

Huh, now lookie here, people
Listen to my story
A little story ’bout a man named Jed
You know something, that poor mountaineer
They say he barely kept his family fed

Now, let me tell you, one day he was shootin’
Old Jed was shootin’ at some food
When all of a sudden right up from the ground, there
Well, there came a bubblin’ crude

Oil that is, well, maybe you call it
Black gold or Texas tea
He gonna move next to Mr. Drysdale
And be a Beverly Hillbilly

Before you know it, all the kinfolk are a-sayin’
Yeah, buddy, move away from there
That little Clampett got his own cement pond
That little Clampett, he’s a millionaire

Now, everyone said Californie
Is the place that you oughta be
We got to load up this here truck now
We got to move to Beverly
Hills, that is

Swimming pools
Move-a-move-a-movie stars
Huh
Look at that, look at that

Beverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies
Y’all come back now, hear?
Beverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies
Beverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies
Beverly, Beverly, Beverly Hillbillies

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #86

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Polka on 45

Title: “Polka on 45”

Album: In 3D

Genre: Polka medley

Release: 1984

Parody: The idea was a style parody of “Stars on 45” from 1918.

Songs in polka: “Jocko Homo,” “Smoke on the Water,” “Sex (I’m A…),” “Hey Jude,” “L.A. Woman,” “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida,” “Hey Joe,” “Burning Down the House,” “Hot Blooded,” “Bubbles in the Wine,” “Every Breath You Take,” “Should I Stay or Should I Go,” “Jumpin’ Jack Flash,” “My Generation.”

Polka on 45 was the first polka medley on a long list of polkas done by Weird Al. This is the second polka to appear in the Top 100, following #99 The Hot Rocks Polka. The polka medleys are some of my favorite things done by Al and they only continued to get better.

Lyrics

They tell us that we lost our tails
Evolving up from little snails
I say it’s all just wind and sails
Are we not men? We are Devo
Are we not men? D-E-V-O

Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

I’m a boy
(I’m a man) well, I’m your mother
(I’m a man) I’m a one-night stand
(I’m a man) am I bi?
(I’m a man) I’m your slave
(I’m a man) I’m a little girl when we make love together

Hey, hey, hey!
Jude, don’t make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it
Better, better, better, better, better, better, yeah

L.A. woman
You’re my woman
Got my mojo risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’
Hey!

In-a-gadda-da-vida, honey
Don’t you know that I love you?
In-a-gadda-da-vida, baby
Don’t you know that I’ll always be true?

Hey, Joe, where you goin’ with that gun in your hand?
Hey, Joe, where you goin’ with that gun in your hand?
Gonna shoot my old lady
Caught her messin’ ’round with another man

Yodel-ay-ee, yodel-ay-he-hoo, yodel-ay-ee, yodel-ay-he-hoo
Yodel-ay-ee, yodel-ay-he-hoo, yodel-ay he-hoo
Yodel-ay-ee, yodel-ay-he-hoo, yodel-ay-ee, yodel-ay-he-hoo
I’m an ordinary guy burnin’ down the house

I’m hot-blooded, check it and see
Got a fever of a 103
Come on, baby, do you do more than dance?
I’m hot-blooded, hot-blooded

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break, every step you take
I’ll be watchin’ you

Darling, you gotta let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine
I’ll be here ’til the end of time
But you gotta let me know, whoa, whoa, whoa
Should I stay or should I go?

But it’s all right now, in fact, it’s a gas
But it’s all right, Jumpin’ Jack Flash, it’s a gas, gas, gas

People try to put us down (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Just because we get around (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
Hope I die before I get old (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
This is my generation (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
This is my generation, baby (talkin’ ’bout my generation)
(Talkin’ ’bout my generation)
My, my, my, my, my, my generation (my generation)
Well, I’m talkin’ ’bout my g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-generation
Hey!

Source: Musixmatch

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #87

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Lame Claim to Fame

Title: “Lame Claim to Fame”

Album: Mandatory Fun

Release: 2014

Written: Al Yankovic

Style Parody: Southern Culture on the Skids

Lyrics

One time I was in the checkout line
Behind Steven Seagal
Once I’m pretty sure Mr. Jonah Hill
Was in the very next bathroom stall
My best friend’s brother
Well, he was an extra in Wayne’s World 2
My neighbour’s baby sitter
Dated three of the guys in Motley Crue
I swear Jack Nicholson
Looked right at me at a Laker’s game

I got a lame
Lame claim to fame

Check it out, I bought a second hand toaster
From a guy who says he knows Brad Pitt
I got me an email from the prince of Nigeria
Well, he sure sounded legit
My sister used to take piano lessons
From the second cousin of Ralph Nader
Last year I threw up in an elevator
Next to Christian Slater
Well guess what, my birthday and Kim Kardashian’s
Are exactly the same

I got a lame
Lame claim to fame
A really lame
Lame claim to fame

Once at a party, my dentist accidentally
Sneezed on Russell Crowe
I posted first in the comments
On a YouTube video
I tried to sit by Steve Buscemi
But he told me this seat’s taken
I know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy
Who know a guy who knows a guy who know Kevin Bacon

I had a car that used to belong
To Cuba Gooding Jr.’s uncle
A friend of mine in high school
Had jury duty with Art Garfunkel
One time I was staying in the same hotel
As Zooey Deschanel
I used the same napkin dispenser
As Steve Carell at a Taco Bell
Well I don’t mean to brag but
Paul Giamatti’s plumber knows me by name

I got a lame
Lame claim to fame
A really lame
Lame claim to fame
I’m talking lame
Lame claim to fame
A really really really lame
Lame claim to fame

Ow, let’s get lame boys

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #88

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Mr. Popeil

Title: “Mr. Popeil”

Album: Weird Al Yankovic In 3D

Written: Al Yankovic

Released: 1984

Style Pastiche: B-52s

Fact: Background vocals were provided by Lisa Popeil, the daughter of Sam Popeil, who this song was about.

Lyrics

I need a vegematic!
I need a pocket fisherman!
I need a handy appliance
That’ll scramble an egg while it’s still inside its shell!
(Operators are standing by.
How does that make you feel?)
Help me.
Mr. Popeil!

I wanna shine some pennies!
I wanna mend some leather!
I wanna Krazy-glue my head to the bottom of a big steel girder!
(Please, no c.o.d.’s.
Don’t miss out on this deal.)
Ah, help me.
Mr. Popeil!

Help me.
Mr. Popeil!
Mr. Popeil!
Mr. Popeil!

It slices. it dices.
Look at that tomato!
You could even cut a tin can with it,
But you wouldn’t want to!

Mr. Popeil, I’m in trouble.
Need your assistance on the double.
Oh no! now how am I gonna make
My old vinyl car top look like new?
Mr. Popeil!
Tell me, what am I s’posed to do?

Mr. Popeil!
Mr. Popeil!

But wait, there’s more!
It’s not sold in any store!
(Now how much would you pay?)
Don’t answer yet,
Just look what else you get!
(Now how much would you pay?)
If you order today,
You get a ginsu knife and a smokeless ashtray!
(Now how much would you pay?)
Now how much would you pay?
Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil.
Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil.
Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil.
Mr. Popeil, Mr. Popeil.

Make me buy a garden weasel!
Make me buy a bamboo steamer!
Make me take advantage
Of this amazing tv offer!
(Call our toll-free number,
We’ll make you such a deal.)
Aw, help me!
Mr. Popeil. I want it!
(Mr. Popeil.) well, I need it!
(Mr. Popeil.) I got to got to got to have it!
Mr. Popeil!
Mr. Popeil!
Hey!

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #89

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#89

You Don’t Love Me Anymore

Title: “You Don’t Love Me Anymore”

Written: Al Yankovic

Album: Off the Deep End

Release: 1992

Style: Acoustic ballad/Comedy

Style Parody: Soft rock break-up songs -inspired by Nicolette Larson’s “Still You Linger On”

Fact: The music video to the song is a parody of “More Than Words” by Extreme.

Lyrics

We’ve been together for so very long
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what’s wrong?
Seems you don’t want me around
The passion is gone and the flame’s died down

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I’m the Antichrist

Oh, why did you disconnect the brakes on my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don’t love me anymore

I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
You’re still the light of my life
Oh darling, I’m beggin’, won’t you put down that knife?

You know, I even think it’s kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down the elevator shaft

Oh, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don’t love me any more

You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers

Oh, you think I’m ugly and you say I’m cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead

Oh, you know this really isn’t like you at all
You never acted this way before
Honey, something tells me you don’t love me any more, oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don’t love me anymore

Source: LyricFind

Daily Countdown: Weird Al Songs #90

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#90

Achy Breaky Song

Title: “Achy Breaky Heart”

Written: Don Von Tress/Al Yankovic

Album: Alapalooza

Style: Country/Comedy

Parody: “Achy Breaky Heart” by Billy Ray Cyrus

This is a song that is famously about music that bugs some people. There are mentions of Donny and Marie, Barry Manilow, The Bee Gees etc. But above them all was the Achy Breaky Heart by Billy Ray Cyrus which inspired the whole song.

Lyrics

You can torture me
With Donnie & Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like New Kids On The Block
Or any Village People song you know
Or play Vanilla Ice
Hey, you can play him twice
And you can play the Bee Gees any day
But Mr. DJ, please
I’m beggin’ on my knees
I just can’t take no more of Billy Ray

Don’t play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
I might blow up my radio, ooo…

You can clear the room
By playind Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman or Zamfir
Don’t mind a Yoko Ono marathon
Or play some Tiffany
On 8-track or CD
Or scrape your fingernails across the board
Or tie me to a chair
And kick me down the stairs
Just please don’t play that stupid song no more

Don’t play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
You know I hate that song a bunch
And if you play that song
That nauseating song
It might just make me lose my lunch, oh-

Don’t play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
I think it’s driving me insane
Oh, please don’t play that song
That irritating song
I’d rather have a pitchfork in my brain

Don’t play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That “Achy Breaky” song
I might blow up my radio, ooo-woo

Source: Musixmatch